The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1910-06-28

she rose, preened like bird before the
mirror and sat down to think. The
voices Of her uncle and aunt and Mr..
Silberberg came to her ears from the
main salon. Opening her window for
air, she noted that the roar of the wind
from the earth had ceased and knew
that they had reached the calm area,
Of which Willett had spoken. in the
middle of the slow" They would
probably have an easy landing in Chi
cago. And then?
One thing was certain-she would
not live longer with the Shaynes. They
were too sordid, too hard. too cruel.
And she would-not-stay- with-them
ANY longer!
Oh, II she only had just one relative
in the world save Aunt Marie.
Stay! The thought struck her of her
mothers fathers people. somewhere in
the south. Her mother had been dis
owned by her family for perversely
contracted marriage. but they were
southerners. and they would not see
an orphan girl of their kin go home
less. She would leave Aunt Marie
note Of thanks for all her many kind
nesses, take her really. truly own be-
longings and fly south. So there!
So resolving, she became quite calm
and walked into the main salon in q
very matter Of fact way. Aunt Marie
gave shrill scream and tainted. Sill
berberg said that he would be-tor-
mented Mr.. Shayne stared blankly.
well" said Virginia. do you think
l am ghost?
"Oh. child" gasped Aunt Marie,
where have you been with him"
Virginia stood still. her eyes ablaze,
her cheeks burning. The Roc was
coming into the Chicago garage on
the roof Of the Aerostatic Power build
Ing In a most beautiful landing. but
none of the party knew 1t. Silberberg
was gazing at the enraged Virginia In
unbounded admiration. Her splendid
anger had won him back. Shayne
spoke In foolish agreement with his
wife, half believing for the moment
that there was something questionable
In Yirginia's absence.
WAN "a OCbbai. 7aiu nc.
"A bandit" said Aunt Marie, IAN
assassin"
"a beggar" repeated Virginia in
lofty scorn. why. even If he were
one In rags aud hovel. he'd be worth
million like you. An assassin, a
bandit! And, II he Is. what are you?
You rob by syndicate. assassinate by
general managers and superintendent
and mako beggars by votes Of shares!
I lOathe you. and l l. | admire him
as much as loathe you. AS between
bandits like you and bandits like him
give me the brave man rather than
the coward
Willett interrupted the scene by an
nouncing their successful landing.
They passed constrainedly into the
tower and went down to the street and
to Shayne's Chicago hotel In a motor
car, all IN silence.
In the morning letter was taken
to the Shayne apartments. 1t was
short, tear stained missiye Of graft
tude, penltenee and farewell from Vir
ginia to her aunt. II ran:
You have been as kind to me as any
woman can be to person she cannot
Iowa You have never loved me. Aunt
Marie. and you will never see me again
blush to be obliged by your unjust sus.
picions to say one thing more l am not
going to any ono. You have misjudged
me terribly ! don't even know where he
IL. / shall never KNOW
Craighead and Carson walked through
q stately peristyle to low building
called the laboratory, but termed by
the patients the shot tower" Thee
dore was astonished ut the throng as
sembled for the "shot" treatment, OF