Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1910-05-06


z : t. H.. matter If raincnt Nj.
"a Cnerub L. vine Was fastidi
I u..s IL La; GA" particular He
4 - Was fond Of fancy waist
coats, Ills fIStiliausueSs began and
ended with WJi~iCoats. His trousers
AMI coats wore Invariably Of the same
cloth and OK, summer and winter, year
f. aI1 year out. : waistc"ats be-
tra'rd n Cathoii. taste for color and
variety. Whenever he felt like in
'.i4in- himself or celebrating a vic
tulg IT forgetting dcfcat he went
OCT ard bought Il new WaiStcoat.
IS lie was travelling light" he had
brought To TewinctOn Acres a bare
half dozen of them, and of these he
had narrowed the choice to two-one
81 creation OF tobacco brown silk with
red dots ia it, the other n white pique
with buttons Of smoked pearl. Which
should he wear for Sunday morning
stro. in the garden? In the end he
tossed a quarter. The brown silk won,
much to his satisfaction, for he had Il
newborn suspicion that the white one
made his waist line appear more rotund
than it really was.
Still. he was in the garden at 8
o'clock. Probably it was mere curl
osity that led the Cherub to pace up
and down the trinity kept walks for a
long half hour He was about to give
up the vigil and leave when he caught
sight Of the countess peering from be-
hind one of the stone gateposts.
Making pretense OF not having seen
her, Mr.. Devinc sauntered by to the
gate and seemed surprised when he
found her before him. He noted that
this morning she was in gray. with
something white at her throat. He
even remembered that last night she
had worn black.
You must not misunderstood my
coming here she began hurriedly. 1T
was very wrong of me to think Of such
thing. l came only to tell you So"
Anything new about me in the Sun.
day papers:'
"No, but papa was talking about you
again last night, and he
ooh, that's the trouble. He got Out
h!s' scrap book. Which chapter Of my
many Weaknesses furnished the text
this timer
"He read to me about that French
singer"
Ga Belle Savoyr
Eyes; the one to whom you gave the
diamond tiara which was stolen"
''Oh, yes. That was Kittic's birth
day present. Nice little thing, Kittie
Her real name is O'Neill, you know"
The countess was retreating up thu
path, but she still kept her brown eye.
fixed on Mr.. Devine. There was ;
curious, apprehensive look in then
such as small boy bestows ON a can
non cracker to which he has touched
match.
Yes, l ought to go directly back"
"Eut how about the reform?
thought we were to have a talk ant
that you were going to give me SOM
pointers on breaking into good SO
ciety. You're not going to quit lik
this, are your
The countess shook her head.
II was mistaken. It was very sill,
of me to make such a promise. Blu
IL Oh, can't you see? 1 ought no
to be here talking to you ut ALL"
"Well, why not? What's the par
ticular matter with me. anyway"
Its only-only that The count
ess glanced about in desperation
well, I will ask you. Do you con
slider yourself IA gentleman
For a moment Mr.. Devine stared q
her speechless. He had insisted OF
knowing, and now that he had he
answer he was too much astonished t
frame a reply. He had expected moth
ing Of this kind. The question opene,