The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1910-09-17
CHAPTER VI.
Mr.. Griswold Forsakes the Academic
Life


Miss Osborne had asked Griswold
to await the outcome of the day, and,
finding himself thus possessed of a
vacation, he INDUCED his antiquarian
instincts by exploring Columbia The
late afternoon found him in the love-
ly cathedral churchyard, where an
aged negro, tending the graves of an
illustrious family, leaned upon his
spade and recited the achievements
and virtues of the dead
AS the shadows heightened, Girls
void walked back to the hotel, where
he ate supper, then, calling for
horse, he rode through the streets in
a mood of more complete alienation
than he had ever experienced in
foreign country; yet the very scents
of the summer night, stealing out from
old gardens, the voices that reached
him from open doorways, spoke of
home.
AS he reached the outskirts Of town
and rode on toward the governors
mansion, his mood changed, and he
laughed softly, for he remembered
Ardmore, and Ardmore was beyond
question the most amusing person he
knew. It was unfortunate, he gener-
ously reflected, that Ardmore, rather
| than himself, had not been plunged
| into this present undertaking, which
was vluch more in Ardmore's line
that his own. There would, however.
be great satisfaction in telling Ard
more of his unexpected visit to Co
lumbia, in exchange for his friends
report of his pursuit of the winking
eye. He only regretted that in the
nature of things columbia is mod
ern city, a seat of commerce as well
as of government. place where bank
clearings are seriously computed, and
where the jaunty adventurer with
sword and ruffles is quite likely to
run afoul of the police. Yet his own
imagination was far more fertile than
Ardmore's, and he would have hailed
troop of mail-clad men as joyfully
as his friend had he met them clank-
ing in the highway. Thus, modern as
we think ourselves, the least venture
some among us dreams that some day
some turn of a street corner will
bring him face to face with what we
please to call our fate; and this is the
manifestation of our last drop of
medieval blood The grimmest seek
err after reality looks out of the cor
ner of his eye for the flutter of a
white handkerchief from the ivied
tower he affects, to ignore; and, In
spite of himself, he is buoyed by the
hope that some day a horn will sound
for him over the nearest hill.
Miss Osborne met him at the veran.
da steps. Indoors a mandolin and
piano struck up the merry chords OF
THE Eutaw Girl"
my. young sisters have company
Well sit here, If you don't mind"
She led the way to quiet corner
and after they were seated she was
silent a moment, while the light from
the windows showed clearly that heI
perplexity of the morning was not vel
at an end. He felt that she was seri
ously anxious and troubled, and he
wished to hearten her II he could
The soft dusk of the family lighted
corner folded her in. He heard whis
pered in his heart a mans first wore
OF the woman he Is destined to love
In which he sets her apart; above ant
beyond all other womenkind-she 1!
different; she is not like other won
en-!
1T is nearly nine," she said, hel
voice thrilling through him. my ia
, Their should have been here an houl
ago. We have heard nothing from
him. The newspapers have telephonet
|, repeatedly to know his whereabouts
have put them off by intimating tina
, he is away on important public bust
hess, and that his purpose might b,
defeated If his exact whereabout
were known"
81 have no doubt in the world tina
the explanation you gave the newspa
> pers Is the truth of the matter. You
father must be absent a great deal
: 1t is part of governors business L
n 'eep in motion. But we may as wei