The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-12-19
By c. N. and A. M. Williamson, Authors
of "The Lightning Conductor" Etc.
copytrIght. 1903. by w. G. Chapman.


W touts and cabmen were await
ing the arrival OF the quick
train from Naples. AS il drew up In the
station and tho first travellers made their
appearance at the exit, there rose n
Babel Of voices, Conspicuous among the
vehicles in waiting was smart Eng
lish-lookiug foUr-in-hand, driven by 4
handsome. aquilinefaccd young man, so
dark of skin that he might well have
passed for an 1talinn. At the heads
of the inpatient horses stood an i'm
passive English groom.
Young Lord Believer, who was driv-
ing his own coach, scanned eagerly from
under the brim Of his smart bowler. the
persons who came crowding out of the
station. His eyes lighted with pleasure
rs girl appeared IN the doorway,
followed by an older lady, and two por
ters, carrying luggage and wraps, a
dash of Partisan smartness in the lines
Of the well-cut travelling dress and the
perfectly fitting boots, Il more than An
gio.SaXon frantness and independence
Of carriage, announced the girl rs an
American. She was slim and tall with
with dark-lashed, gray eyes and chest
nut hair that curled upon her white
neck in distracting tendrils. She walk
ed with n gracious, clactic step. like
one accustomed TO admiration and obe-
dlcuce. There was kindliness in the
candid gray eyes, determination in the
Ntl--lpAlutu CHlu. ptlue III luO naughty
curve of the short upper lip. The lady
who accompanied the beauty of ~ was
90 years older, and the resemblance
showed them TO be mother and daugh-
ter.
a driver bent down from the box of
has carriage, and, in answer to question
from the young lady, IN elementary Ital-
ian, demanded IA francs for the drive
TO Amalfi.
''But 'Baedeker' says the tariff is five
or SIX cXpostulated the girl. Her
Italian was fluent. if the grammar was
a little shaky. Lord Believer, from his
high boyseat. heard every word
'Baedeker!' The italian driver
snapped his fingers with gesture of
contempt. ''Fourteen francs is the
fare.'
The girl bit her lip. She thought she
was being cheated and that made her
angry.
and have done with ii, dear, - suggest
cd the elder lady, ''lt doesn I matter
much, you know. There are not many
carriages left. If we bargain too long
we may get none, -
Mamma, exclaimed the beauty,
81 hate TO he cheated!n
She looked around, and catching sight
Of Believers paving, glossy bays, her
pleased eyes Travelled in one glance up
10 the boX-seat. where The young man
sat looking eagerly down on her.
why, mamma, exclaimed The
girl. ''if there ism 7 a perfectly lovely
coach. and ! believe the man wants TO
drive us.'i
IS sure to he more than tho cab,
How much to drive us to Amalfi?"
cried tho girl.
Give francs each. ladies'. was the
prompt answer in good Italian, the
language in which the coachman had
been addressed.
"Bene,p came the quick reply, and
the girl signed to the porters to put the
bags and wraps inside the coach
The groom, hiding a grin, ran with q
ladder; the elder lady mounted TO "A
place behind the driver. the beauty
climbing 10 the box-seat With a flick
OF the long whip the bays dashed for
ward; IN another moment the flashing
coach was rattling over the rough stone
pavement Of the little town Of Caya and |
down the sloping country road that fol.
lowed the winding ravine TO the spark.
ling sea, 81
The beauty's cheeks were tnged with
carmine, brought there by the tingling
sea air that blew up the ravine; her
eyes sparkled. "Aren I we in luck.
mamma, to have got seats in this splen-
did coach, and with such driver, too 2
See how well he handles the reins! And
his profile looks rs If he were cast in
bronze.'
Take care, Lesley Are you sure
he doesn t understand you. dear?''
"Oh, that S all right Very few Of
these Italian drivers know more than
two or three words of English -
Then the girl began 10 talk Italian
10 the cnachman and he answered her
IN the same tongue, fuently and cour
teously. Believer could speak Italian
nearly as well as his own language and
Lesley's knowledge was not deep
enough to detect his few slips He felt
guilty, but dared not betray his nation
alIty, lest the ladies should insist on
being put down at the next village
Suddenly at bend OF the steep road
they came in sight of the sea. with
picturesque hamlet Of white and pink
and yellow hoases climbing up the elf.
terrace above terrace, high viaduct
spanning a foaming stream.
"Vietril Believer pointed with his
whip and held his horses we'll in hand
as they swept over the viaduct and
started at gallon up the opposite Hill
Tho ladies' sat silent, spellbound by the
beauty suddenly opened To them.
=" Well, mamma2," cried Lesley, turn.
time in Europe, haven't we? We've
seen and done such a lot of things
But 7 believe [ like Italy best of all
OF course, Egypt was gorgeous and
Greece was lovely
And England" prompted the
mother.
England was sweet But it was
disappointing in one way. Only fancY
our, not meeting one single, solitary,
real: live lord, | shall be ashamed 10
go home; Ny country expected it of
me. And-I failed. Such a shame we
should have missed Lord Beverer When
! brought three new dresses on purpose,
too! -
Believer started. This was a nice
scrape he had got himself into, But
he didn't see any way out Of il now.
He could not suddenly exclaim. Bo-
hold, | am Lord Beleyer.' Tic had
seldom been more uncomfortable; but
the worst Of it was that he found him
self base enough TO snatch fearful Joy
from the situation
81 dare say he would have been most
uninteresting when You came TO know
aim ha FL &c 4l,a- III