Washington telegraph., 1909-05-21

mystery. So bewitchingly incarnated,
would have slipped out of his life, n
nally and beyond recall. And he could
do naught to hinder such a hnaie 10
the adventure.
Sulkily he resigned himself to the
inevitable, waiting ana watclile,
while the boat slid and Numbered
clumsily. paddle wheels churning the
filthy waters over side, to the hoatihg
bridge; while the winches rattled, ana
the woman. sitting up brisltly in the
drivers seat of the motor car, bent
forward and advanced the spark; While
the chain fell elanking and the car
shot out, over the bridge, through the
gates. and away, at very consider
able, even IL lawful rate of speed.
Whereupon, writing fms to the final
chapter of Romance, voting the world
dull place and life a treadmill, an
alternating in no uncertain terms his
lack of resource and address, Maitland
paid off his cabby, alighted, and TO
that worthys boundless wonder,
walked into the waiting room OF the
railway terminus without deyiating a
hairs breadth from the straight and
circumscribed path of the sober in
mind and body.
The 1920 had departed by bare
two minutes The next and last train
for Greenfields was to leave at 1873
Maitland with assumed nonchalance
composed himself upon a bench in the
waiting room to endure the 37-minute
interval. Five minutes later an able
bodied washerwoman with six children
in quarter sizes descended upon toe
same bench; and the young man in
desperation allowed himself to be dis
possessed The news stand next attract
ing him, he garnered fugitive amuse-
ment and two dozen copper cents by
the simple process of purchasing six
might extras" which he did not want,
and paying for each with five-cent
piece. Compromising, at length, that
he had irritated the news dealer, he
meandered off, jingling his copper for
tune in one hand, Juggling his news
| papers in the other, and made de-
termined onslaught upon slot ma
chine. The latter having reluctantly
disgorged "a assorted samples of
chewing gum and stale sweetmeats,
| Maitland returned to the washerwom-
an, and sowed dissension in her brood
by presenting the treasure horde to
the eldest girl with instructions to
share it with her brothers and sisters.
1t is difficult to imagine what folly
might next have been recorded against
him had not, at that moment, fe-
rocious and inSrticulate howl from the
train starter 4paouneed the fact that
the 1850 wa a. waiting.
Boarding Ne train in a thankful
spirit, Maitland settled himself as COM
fortably as A3SSmight in the smoker
and endeavdeE TO. ma surcease of
ennui in his collection of extras. In
vain even a two-column portrait of
Mr. Dan Anl3y, craftsman, accom-
panied by a vifacious catalogue of that
notoriety's achievements IN the field of
polite burglary, hardly stirred his in
terest. An elusive resemblance which
he traced in the features of Mr.. Anisty,
as presented by the sketch-artist-on-
tne-spot, to some one whom he, Matt
land, had known in the dark back
wards and abysm of time, merely drew
from him the comment: "Homely
brute" And he laid the papers aside,
grading bis chin in the palm of one
hand and staring for a weary while
out of the car window at Keeling and
moonsmitten landscape. He yawned
eXhaustively his thoughts astray be-
tween a girl CARRIED all in gray, Ban
nerman's earnest and thoughtful face,
and the pernicious activities of Mr..
Daniel Anlsty, at whose door Maitland
laid the responsibility for this most
fatiguing Grand.
The Trademarks wolf-like yelp-
"Greenfelds was ringing in his
ears when he awoke and stumbled
down aisle and car steps just in the
nick of time The train, whisking
round curve cloaked by a belt OF
somber pines, left him quite alone in
the world, cast ruthlessly upon his
own resources.
An hour had elapsed; it was nov
midnight; the moon rode high, cold
white disk against a background oil
sapphire velvet, it's pellucid rays re
vealing with disheartening distinct
ness the inanimate and lightless road
side hamlet called Greenfields; its gen
eral store and postoffice, it's soi-disan'
hotel, its Struggling line of dilapidatet
habitations, all wrapped in silence pro
found and impenetrable. Not even
dog howled; not belated villager was
in sight; and it was a moral certainty
that the local livery service had CLOSED