Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-03-21

that he still far from wealthy; that is
one understands the term Here we are at the foot
path. Shall follow it and scramble up out of
the ravine, do you prefer the carriage road?"
The footpath, please. But before drop the
subject of cards. which is unquestionably out of
place morning like this, let say that per-
haps l have done the American an injustice. Dun
ston is given to exaggeration He has SO little con-
troll over his face that it is rank robbery to bet
with him. Such man is apt to run to extremes. 1t
may be that Spenser only talking through his
hat as they say in New York.
HELEN had the best of reasons for rejecting this
version of the story. Her perceptive faculties
always well developed, were strung to high tension
in Maloggia The social pnpricks inflicted there had
rendered her more alert, more cautious. than was
her wont. She was quite sure, for instance judging
from number of slight indications, that Spenser
was deliberately avoiding any opportunity of
making Bowers acquaintance. More than once,
when introduction seemed to be imminent the
American effaced himself. Other men in the hotel
not like that; they rather sought the great
mans company. She wondered if Bower had
noticed it. Despite his candid, almost generous
disclaimer of motive, there undercurrent of
hostility in his words which suggested feeling of
pque. She climbed the rocky path in silence until
Bower spoke again.
How do the boots go?" he asked
"Splendidly, thanks 1t was exceedingly kind Of
you to take such trouble about them. | had no
idea one had to such heavy nails, and that tip
of yours about the extra stockings excellent"
You will acknowledge the benefit most during
the descent have known people to become abso
lutely lame the home journey through wearing
AS for the clamping of the nails the edges of
the solos, the sharp stones render that imperative.
When you have crossed moraine or two and
peculiarly nasty geroH that exists beyond the hut,
if we have time to make an easy ascent, you will
understand the need of extra strong footwear
Helen favored him with shy smile. Long
moraine," she said but, please, what is ger0Hy
"A slope of loose stones. Let me see, what do they
call it in Scotland and Cumberland? All, yes, seree-
On the French side of the Alps the same thing is
known a case.
How we'll you know this country and its ways!
Have you climbed many of the well known peaks?''
Some years ago l scored my century beyond
twelve thousand feet. That is pretty fair for an
amateur
Eyes, four times. Once | followed Tyndall's
example and converted the summit into pass be-
tween Switzerland and Italy
How delightful! l suppose you have
met many of the famous guides?"
He laughed pleasantly. "One does not
attempt the Cervn or the Jungfrau without
the best men, and in my time there were not
= twenty, all told talked with our present
guide last night and found had used many
track he had seen only from the valley
A loud toot on cowhorn close at hand
interrupted her. The artist small
boy. He appeared to be waiting expectantly
hillock for some one who came not.
Is that sgnal?" she asked.
Yes He is gaaer ,.o or eowhe1d I'd. another
whose cattle he will drive to the pasture has prob
ably arranged to meet him here"
Bower was always interesting and we'll in
formed companion Launched now into congenial
topic, he gave Helen a thoroughly entertaining
lecture the customs of Swiss commune He
pointed out the tiers of pastures told her
their names and seasons of use, and even hummed
verses of the cow songs that the men sing to
the cattle, addressing each animal by name.
An hour passed pleasantly in this manner Their
IA guide man named Josef Barth, and the porter,
who answered to Karl awaited them at the milk
chalet by the side of Lake Cavoccio. Bower, evil
IDENTIFY accustomed to the leadership of expeditions