Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1909-08-05
Seeing Darlington draw nie

pie. Seeing Darlington draw nigh,
the coachman touched his hat re-
spectfully, while the little old man,
who was rather stability dressed,
stepped quickly around the corner of
the platform. Evidently he did not
wish to be inspected at close range.
Darlington threw his suitcase and
golf-bag into the carriage, and fol-
lowed them. Thereupon the coach
man touched the horses lightly, and
they started westward at a brisk trot.
who's your friend?" asked Caring
ton, who, though never familiar, was
always friendly toward his interiors.
Hes no friend Of mine, sir" an
swered the coachman, with well-bred
contempt. Miss Cavenaugh directed
me to drive you straight to the club,
sir"
Every WE'LL" replied Darlington,
lighting a cigar and settling back
among the cushions.
Immediately he forgot all about the
shabby old man, and began to inven-
tory his troubles. He must hide the
papers somewhere. All the evidence
he had, together with the names of
the witnesses, was on his person; for
in making the whole he had prudently
destroyed the numerous scraps. If
this document fell into alien hands,
the trouble would double itself. He
pulled quickly, and the heat Of the
cigar put a smart on his tongue. He
had nothing to do but wait.
On the steps Of the clubs porte
cochere he was greeted by Miss Cav
enaugh, who was simply and tasteful
ly dressed in white. If there was a
sudden cardiac disturbance in Car.
rington's breast, the girls tender
beauty certainly justified 1t. The
fresh color on her cheeks and lips, the
shining black hair that arched a white
forehead, the darkly fringed blue eyes,
the slender, rounded figure, the small
feet and shapely hands, al combined
to produce a picture of feminine love-
liness warranted to charm any mascu-
line eye. Let the curious question
Cavenaugh's antecedents, IL they
were 50 inclined, thought Darlington;
here raj abundant evidence Of what a
certain old poet called the splendid
corpuscle of ~aristocracy.
Her sister went by the sonorous
name of Norah. She was II, a bit OF
a tomboy, but Of the same build and
elegant carriage that distinguished
Kate from ordinary mortals; only
Norah's eyes were hazel-tinted and
her hair was that warm brown of the
heart of a chestnut bur. She was OF
merry temperament, quick to like OF
to dislike, and, like her sister, loyal
to those she loved. Both girls pos.
sessed that uncommon gift In women
the perfect sense Of justice. You
never heard them gossiping about any
body; and when a yeranda converse.
ton drifted toward scandal, the Cav.
enaugh girls invariably drifted to.
ward the farther end of the veranda,
All the men admired them they were
such good fellows.
The mother OF the girls was, as ]
have remarked, good-natured and ami
able, inclined toward stoutness, and
a willing listener to all that was goice
on. She considered 1t her bounded
duty to keep informed regarding the
doings Of her intimate friends. but
with total lack Of malice. AT this mo
ment she occupied her favorite corner
on the club veranda. and was en-.
gagged In animated tittle-tattle. She
nodded and smiled at Darlington.
Norah was playing tennis. She