New Ulm review., 1910-07-20
Virginia
of the
Air Lanes
"A ROMANCE OF :
FLYING :: :
-. By 80.
Herbert Quick
Copyright, 1869. by tthe Bobbs-
Merrill Company

brick sDarn into which it was built
He returned to the lang house and
stole across to one sfde, where he
found IA door through Ftae wall, tight
shut and impregnaaae.
Calling up his scattered courage. he
went with some steadiness up to a
long yeranda. A sfar1ll whistle sound
ing from the top Of the porch instantly
commanded his attention. Theodore
saw aaan on the roof just in the act
of swinging himself down over the
cave.
sect under here, sid -spent,'' said the
voice, ''anI give liberty taewing class
mate a legsaown."
Theodore reached mp and ssteadied a
somewhat sbony leg and was about to
let his burden down when rtile liberty
loving ene collapsed in all This mem
bers and came down hW ;thesEnn.
Carson started forward Ito praise the
demoraAAed sfngitive to his feet But
ne was already up and seemed to be
bowling and tlsissing his hand to an
Imaginary audience
my celebrated Avermaas act" said
she. Special ,gravitation eApeFttko the
crowned heads! But, hist! Let me
greet thee! An ye be aahle, salute
amy cheek; an ye be slob, aeoeive my
eontemptuoas thanks! Hey, Aspor?''
Carson stoad mute, alone with "a pes
s1ble lunatic and a very probable deg
IN a walled garden lihto which he ihag
dropped from the might sky.
"Fsnom your caput .cometh a cattle
like "a muted ea>stanet~ went Oh the:
strange parsonage, "ana anon like a.
battery of telegraph sounders. Stay!
'As 1t possible that it ,enanates >fro1n
the clattering Of your teeth? CaitiH,
you are scairt-or In an ague that
would reduce a fossndry gattler to
matchWood! Art cold, fair yenthT'
"a little" replied Carson. II am
lightly dressed"
"Then eome come away, tra~la-Ia.
with me, to a Realm Of balmy air and
breezes Of Geyion. To heel, and If
thy heavy hoof but scrape the gravel
to betray our fight thou diest, and ads
thy wad is gobbled by the privy Golfer
OF the emporium. 20 heelr
with swift dartipg movement the
stranger turned and, followed obedi-
emily by Carson, went across to
building which Theodore guessed to be
a greenhouse. His guide opened the
door and stood back with elaborate
courtesy chat Carson might preeede
him. EntePing Theodore foupd him.
self among beds of flowers which
filled the house.
SIT is too dark" said his guide, re-
Joining him, ito make the exchange
OF cards more than an empty and
Invisible formality. Yet would fain
know more of you than the bright and
snappy technique Of yeur tooth chat
tering."
II don't understand" answered Car
son. Il came here by accident"
il "Quite so," interposed his interlocu-
tor. Lets sit down by the American
Beauty bed-there. If we might strike
q match, now. l estimate that half |
US lush logged derelicts go ashore here
In state, to coin word, of ORGY eyed
wooziness. may say that came my
self by accident and without meaning
to do so-or otherwise must have
smoker Then came the scratch OF |
the match, and Theodore scrutinized
the face by the fare Of the match as
with nervous, unsteady movements the
stranger lighted the weed.
He was medium sized person, with |
deep set eyes Pickering from their cav
erns with blurred sharpness. His
face was sallow and colorless, with
hollows in the cheeks. His nose was
irregularly notched in profile, like the
stub of something else broken off his |
face.
"My name is Carson said Theo-
dore, "and am from the south, from
Alabama r.
"Craighead is mine," rejoined the
other ~ am from here and elsewhere.
There are twenty places where might |
vote were there any question under the
sun worth voting on. I think may
venture to give you, sir, as my perma-
nent residence, until further notice
only, the Rat Mort, Paris"
'I"- began Carson.
"The Rat Mort interposed Craig
head "One deep midnight in the dear,
dread past beyond recall | was elected /
from the Rat Mort because my conduct
was not up to the heretofore undis
closed standards of the place-from
the Rat Mort-actually trun out, to
coin an expression! Doth it not open
glimpses of a depravity hitherto fabu-
lous? And when l have been graduated
from this emporium l shall return,
pride in my port - meaning nothing
vinous-defance in mine eyes, and l
shall sit down in the Rat Mort and be-
have myself for long, long periods Of
time, for ages.
Carson grew somnolent. Mr.. Craig
head sat upright, making occasional
elocutionary gestures with his cigar
hand.
Morning came. Two or three men !