The Newport miner. [volume] (Newport, Wash.) 1899-current, 1909-12-23

It on which one could presume, yet it
was far from being frosty.
"As you came up the stairs" the
young man continued, twirling the
panama. Il glanced over my shoulder,
and for some reason your face looked
extraordinarily familiar. When 1 bow
ed l was under the impression that 1
knew you"
Genevieve's lips curled a little in
spite Of herself. He would have done
better, she reflected, to stop with the
apology, the explanation was so pain
fully weak; trite to start with, and,
moreover-well, without vanity, Gene
We've knew that her type was not
common.
Certainly never was six foot one Of
manhood so easily disconnected.
Thank you again." said the owner
Of the panama in a low voice, and he
turned on his heel.
But as he set his recovered hat upon
his head Genevieve caught sight Of
something that made her start-three
shining gilt letters fixed into the inner
leather band. ''Oh, beg your par
DOM she cried impulsively.
The young man did not hear her,
and a fellow passenger checked him
in his return to his seat, Selling his
coattails. Lady amt done with you
yet" said the obliging passenger, and
the owner Of the panama looked back
and Sa w that it was true.
He returned with an apparent re-
luctance Genevieve thought best not to
notice. Excuse me-" she said breath
lessly, but those letters inside your
hat-are they your initials?"
The young man stared and colored.
why. yes"
Like an algebra problem, aren't
they" Genevieve persisted.
Apparently the young man wished to
show her that she was not the only
person who could assume an air Of
hauteur. The popularity of my
name" said the owner of the panama,
looking over Genevieve's head. lis a
misfortune in which the general pub
lic'-
The reason | asked" interrupted
Genevieve, is because I never heard
of but one person whose initials were
X. Y T.. and he was one of my cous-
ms dearest friends
The owner of the panama no longer
looked naughty. Instead his express
sion suggested blissful incredulity.
His name began" Genevieve con-
tinued, blushing under the young
mans gaze. with Xavier"
Young" prompted the other delight
edly.
Zimmerman" Genevieye concluded,
and she looked about her. isn't there
an unoccupied chair? Oh, yesv
The young man brought it and seat
ed himself beside her. I've always
hated my name" he said meditative-
ly. Its a mixture of French and
English and German. Of the prosaic
aud the sentimental. It's fairly gro
tesque and indefensible from any
standpoint. I've seriously contemplate
ed having it changed by an act Of the
legislature. But from this day On I'll
find no more fault with it, When you
saw those letters x. Y. T., Of course
you knew there couldn't be but one Of
U.S."
81 blame myself for waiting for
that" said Genevieve demurely, since
I've seen your photograph at my cous-
ms, a number Of photographs indeed"
Mr.. Zimmerman drew long breath.
''And 1 was wondering why your face
seemed so familiar" He made mo-
ton toward an inside pocket, but then
checked himself, rejecting that per-
haps it would be wiser to wait little
for that But by the middle Of the
next forenoon he felt it safe to exhib-
it the little kodak picture Jim had
given him-a picture of Genevieve
with a tennis racket over her shoulder
and her hair ruftied by the breeze.
Genevieve pouted. III he were 60
ing to give you any" she said, ''he
might have chosen one that-that fat
tered me more"
The sea voyage from Baltimore to
Boston. though not a long one, at
fords considerable opportunity for
progress in acquaintance. Mr.. Z. 2.
Zimmerman might be suggestive Of an
algebraic problem. but in that case no
one of his fellow passengers was in
doubt as to the final solution
The Psychology Of Crowds.
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