The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1910-12-01

Fan Tabos and Joan Fordibras will
cling to the memory of the reader as
one of the most inspiring Of
modern times.
CHAPTER 1.
TIE PREFACE OF TIMOTHY
M'SHANUS, JOURNALIST.
It would have been at the Fancy Fair
n Fete at Kensington town hall that
my friend Dr.. Fabos first met Miss
Fordibras.
"McShanus," said he, "if there's any
II knows a good supper, tis yourself
Lead forth to the masquerade. Spare
no expense. You friends are my
friends. 1 would have this a m
night-the last l may be in Lon
don for many a year"
There We're seven of US who took him
at his word and got into the cab to-
gerher. You must know that he had
paid for a little dinner at the Cold
smith club, and never a man who did
not justice to his handsome hospitality.
IT'S a poor heart that never rejoices;
and Fan Fabos paid for it-as 1 took
the opportunity to remark to my good
friend Killock, the actor.
Shall we pay for the cab?" a y he.
would you insult the most gener-
GUS heart in Great Britain this night2"
says I.
o reflection" says he. THE man
who does not pay will have no trouble
about his changer" and with that we
went n the hall. My old comrade,
Barry Henshaw, had come in a velvet
shooting coat and a red neckcloth hat
was not to the taste of the officials at
the box office. Killock himself had
diamonds strewn upon his vest thick
enough to make g pattern of chrys-
anthemums. My own cravat would
have been no disgrace to the Emperor
Napoleon. And there we stood, seven
members of seven honorable profess
sions, like soldiers at the drill. our
eyes upon the refreshment buffet.
"'Tis time for a whisky and Soda
avs Barry Henshaw, the famous
dranatist h has written for the
theater.
"Shame on ye." says I.
And then he remarked:
IF Fabos was a gentleman he would
Join the procession and pay for it. But
that's the worst of these shows. o
always lost the man with the money"
l passed the observation by as i'm
pertinent and we went to the buffet.
What they called the fancy fair was
in full swing by this time. Slips of
beauty dressed as shepherdesses mis-
took me and my friend for their sheep
and would have fleeced us prettily; but
our lofty utterance restrained their
ardor and sent them to the r~ightabout.
Twas a fair. be it told, for the sailor
boys at Portsmouth,; and when you had
bought a bunch of daisies for 10 shil-
lings Of a maid with blue eyes and
cherry lips, o could waltz with the
same little vixen at S shillings a time.
My friend, Barry, I observed, turned
very pale at this suggestion.
DO you not lift the s~prightly toe?"
asked L.
Man. he said, its worse than a
channel passage"
But Fabos is dancing" said 1, poirt-
ing to our host in the midst of the rab-
Bile. See what comes Of the plain liv-
Ing, my boy. He'll dance until the sun
SHINES. And a pretty 5 shillings' worth
he has on his arm"
Twas d how we fell to discussing
this same DR.. Fan Fabos upon every
occasion that came to us. Was II he
of his money. L venture, no, We
OF the Goldsmith club care for no mans
money.
What I was saying twas that Fan
Fabos' riches made no more mark upon
US thar a lady's parasol upon the back
OF a mule. They said he was a doctor
a fortune out of Welsh coal and then
Joined his ancestors. My homage to
his consideration, say I.
He has bequeathed us a noble son.
whose dinners are second to none In
the empire. Again l say, hats off.
But L speak of his son dancing with
the little girl in red at the fancy fair
at K~enstngton. Be sure that his six
feet would go bending to 68 inches
and whispering soft things In her ear
at 5 shillings the waltz, as the program
told yet. And he such a silent nan
ordinarily. I'd add to it that there's
no true charity In all London which has
not benefited secretly by his generous
aims. But that is known to few . .
" and was never known to me until
I met the daughter of my friend Os-
croft, the painter; left CT orphan es
she was in this same unkind city.
What is 1t her about Fan Fa hos
that turns all eyes upon him In what
ever company he may be? Some. for
sure, hope to borrow money of him
But. mark we. there are many more
strangers to him. enemies because Of
the favor he enjoys. and these are on
their knees with the rest. What is IT.
great power of what they call ner-
sonal magnetism: a power that we
can give no right name to. but p,,,et
admit wherever we find it. Fan Fabos
had it beyond any mar I have known,
Now. his is the very man whom
saw dancing with a black haired
shepherdess In a red cloak. When ha
surrendered her to her father. a stately
old gentleman and I asked him who she
might be, he answered me with the
f~rankness of a boy.
Timothy M~cShanus." says he, She's
the daughter of General Fordbras,
whose ancestor went to America with
the Marquis de Lafayette!
Your friend Lafayette was known
to my grandfather" says L, leading him
straight to the buffet, though 1 do not
remember to have met him. AS for
the labor that ye speak of, l would ask
you why you do it If We have no
stomach for it? To dance or not to
dance-shaii that be the question? I
was much astonished when he took me
by the arm and made the strangest
confession that aver fell from such a
mans lips.
Il danced with her. McShanus." said
he. because h Is wearing the bronze
pearls that We're stolen from my fiat in
just three years ago"
Is there but one bronze pearl I'm the