The Irish standard., 1910-02-19
q great state like North Carolina ara.
more resolved to stand hy the Danger.

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more resolved to stand by the Danger!
fields to the end Of the chapter He
was proud to remember his estate at.
Ardsley, which was in Gov. Danger
fields jurisdiction, and had been vie.
tied by the game warden, the stats
forester, and various other members
of the governors official household.
though Ardmore could not rememba1s
their names. He had never in his life
visited Raleigh, but far down some
dim vista of memory he saw Sir Wal.
ter covering mud-puddle with his
cloak for Queen Elizabeth.
Ardmore smoked many pipes and
did not turn in until after midnight!
The car was hot and stuffy and he
slept badly. At some hour of the
morning, being again awake and rest
less. he fished his dressing gown and
slippers out of his bag and went out
on the rear platform. His was the
last car, and he found a camp.stool
and crouched down upon It in a cor
ner of the vestibule and stared out
into the dark. The hum and click OF
the rails soothed him and he Yielded
himself to pleasant reveries.
Ardmore was half-dosing when the
train stopped so abruptly that he was
pitched from the camp-stool into
corner Of the entry. He got himself
together and leaned out into the cool
moist air.
The porter came out and stared, for
q gentleman in blue silk wrapper
who sat up all night in vestibule
was new to his experience.
What place Is this. porter9"
kildare. sah This place Is wha'
We 20 from South China into Moth
China. Amt yo' beth comfor' BILE.
sah?"
Perfectly; thank you"
Kildare was a familiar name, and
the station, that lay at the outskirts
Of the town. and a long grim barracks
like building that he identified as q
cotton mill, recalled the fact that he
was not far from his own ample acres
which lay off somewhere to westward.
He had occasionally taken this route
from the north in going to Ardsley.
riding or driving from Kildare about
ten miles to his house. In this way
he was enabled to go or come without
appearing at al in the little village of
Ardsley.
The porter left him. He felt ready
for sleep now, and resolved to go
back to bed as soon as the train
started. Just then dark shadow APP
peared in the track and a mans voice
asked cautiously:
Air y'u the conductor" 81
The questioner saw that he was not,
before Ardmore could reply, and hest
tated a moment.
1.-THE porter's in the car: you can
get aboard up forward" Ardmore sug-
gested
BE Govnor Dangerfeld on this
train?" asked the man, whom Ard
more now saw dimly outlined in the
track below.
Certainly, my friend. The govern.
or's asleep. but I'm his private SEQ
rotary. What can do for you?"
"Well, hyeh's somethin' fer limits
confidential. Sure, air ye, tn gov'nor's
in they?"
The mana tall bearded countryman
in SLOUGH hat, handed up to Ardmore
jug-a plain, brown. old-fashioned
American gallon jug.
Its present fer Gov'nor Danger
field. He'll understand" and the man
vanished as mysteriously as he had
appeared, leaving Ardmore holding
the jug by its handle, and feeling lit
tie dazed by the transaction.
Tho train fingered, and Ardmore
was spooulating as to which one Of
the Carolina commonwealth was be-
meath him, when another figure ap-
peared below in the track-that of Q
bareheaded. tousled boy this time. He
stared up at Ardmore sleepily, having
apparently been reused on the arrival
of the train.
Air y'u the gov'nor?" he piped.
Eyes, my lad; in what way can I
serve you?" and Ardmore put down
his Jug and leaned over the guard
rail. It was just as easy to be the
governor as the governors private
secretary, and his vanity was touched
by the readiness with which the boy
accepted him in his new role. His cos
tune, vaguely discernible in the vesti-
bule light, evidently struck the lad
as being some amazing robe of state
affected by governors. The youngster
was lifting something, and he now
held up to Ardmore a jug, as like the
other as one pea resembles another.
PA amt home and ma says hyehs
yer Jug O. buttermilk"
THANK you, my lad. While I re-
greet missing your worthy father, yet
/ beg to present my compliments to
your kind and thoughtful mother"
He had transferred his money to his
dressinggown pocket on leaving his
berth, and he now tossed silver dol
lar to the boy, who caught it with a
yell of delight and scampered of int
the night.
Ardmore had dropped the jugs cars
lessly into the vestibule, and he was
n,,rvovinp them critically whom the