The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1910-05-07
CHAPTER vi.
Mr.. Griswold Forsakes the Academic
Lie

life.
Miss Osborne had asked Griswold
to await the outcome of the day, and,
finding himself thus possessed of
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 a
horse, he rode through the streets in
mood of more complete alienation
than he had ever experienced in a
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 1t was unfortunate, he gener-
ously reflected. that Ardmore rather
than himself, had not been plunged
into this present undertaking. which
was much 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
ciearings are seriously computed, and
where the jaunty adventurer with
sword and rufles is quite likely to
run afoul of the police. Yet his own
Imagination was far more fertile than
Ardmores. and he would have hailed
a 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 street corner will
bring him face to face with what we
please to call our fate: and this is the
vi bhi last ulop vi
medieval blood The grimmest seek
er after reality looks out of the cor
ner of his eye for the futter OF
white handkerchief from the ivied
tower he affects to ignore; and, in
spite of himself. he is buoyed by the
hope that some day 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.
Wen sit here if you don't mind"
She led the way to quiet corner,
and after they were seated she was
silent moment. while the light from
the windows showed clearly that her
perplexity of the morning was not yet
at an end He felt that she was seri-
ously anxious and troubled. and he
wished to hearten her if he could.
The soft dusk OF the family lighted
corner folded her in. He heard whis
pered in his heart a mans first word
of the woman he is destined to love,
in which he sets her apart; above and
beyond all other womenkind-she is
different; she is not like other wom-
en-!
1T is nearly nine" she said, her
voice thrilling through him. My IA
ther should have been here an hour
ago We have heard nothing from
him. The newspapers have telephoned
repeatedly to know his whereabouts
have put them off by intimating that
he is away on important public busi-
ness. and that his purpose might be
defeated If his exact whereabouts
were known"
Il have no doubt in the world that
the explanation you gave the newspa-
pers is the truth of the matter. Your
father must be absent a great deal
1t is part of a governors business to
keep In motion. But we may as we'll