Coeur d'Alene evening press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1907-1929, 1910-01-06
ANTHONY AND
THE LADIES.
He Brought Them Together In
Spite Of Social Differences.
sy TEMPLE BAILEY.

The Misses hhdreth never spoke of
Anthony's pedigree. There was u GER
tain favor Of the stables about the
word which offended their nice taste.
His ancestor was Antonio g." Miss
Anne would say proudly. "the blue
ribbon winner at the bench shows"
AntheKy had never won a blue rib
bon. In fact, he had not been entered.
Charles, the butler, had advised
against 1t.
He'd never stand It, ma'am, his
nerves are that shaky." he had said to
Miss Angelina.
But when he took Anthony for a
walk he met Tam. the trainer. What
eud he get with that nose?' he had
asked disdainfully. and Tam had nod
ded wisely.
But. there. ! wouldn't tell the old
ladies that there wasn't any chance
Charles had said.
For the world Of the Misses Hildreth
revolved around Anthony, and they
fought of the monotony of their gray
lives by an absorbing devotion to the
little Skye with the banged hair.
One morning In front Of the brown
stone Hildreth mansion stood a modest
cab while before an upstart yellow
brick apartment house across the way
waited victoria, with crest on the
door and cockades on the hats of
coachman and footman. Charles help
ed Miss Angeline into the cab. She
was going to visit a cousin at New.
port She embraced Miss Anne and
kissed Anthony on the tip Of his un-
aristocratic nose.
Take care of him, Anne" she said
as she was driven away.
AS Miss Anne turned to go In the
house there swept into the victoria op
posite an Individuals lady, the I'M
thinking might have called her. But
in spite of the borrowed crest and
stolen cockades Miss Anne knew that
nowhere in the blue book Of New York
was there the name Of a person who
wore ring on her thumb.
The fat, red face Of the person peer
ed out eagerly. That's a darlin' dog"
she said. Then the good natured crea-
ture bowed effusiyely to Miss Anne,
but Miss Anne looked calmly over her
head.
who is that personY' she asked
Charles.
Charles did not know, and Miss
Anne, with shrug of her sloping
shoulders, trailed up the stairway.
All that day Miss Anne and Anthony
sat by the window in an upper front
room. Miss Anne embroidered and
Anthony lounged on his white covered
table and was bored to the point of
extinction. Outside the sun shone, and
the wind blew with alluring freshness.
Within all was darkness and quiet and
inaction. And Anthony was young!
What rebellious plans ragged In his bos-
ON will never be known. but that
night the Hildreth mansion was the
scene of tragedy.
Bedtime came. and Miss Anne, with
her soft, gray hair in decorous curl pa
pers, laid herself down in the stiffness
of the big room. Anthony's basket was
in the dressing closet close adjoining.
For hours everything was very. very
still. Miss Anne slept soundly, with
her little, soft, old face on her little.
soft. old hand and dreamed the dreams
that come TO such sweet saints.
Anne! Amer
Wide awake in a moment, Miss Anne
CROPPED for the matches, and at once a
faint glow showed the wonder in her
old face.
who calIed?"
She slipped out of bed and went to
the door. The hall was solid with
blackness. She listened-only the far
away hum of downtown noises.
In the ominous stiffness came the
thought. Why had not Anthony
walked? She pushed the door of the
closet opened and listened. But no
gurgle of contented doggish sleep came
forth.
Anthony was gone!
For a moment the little lady stood
dazed. Then she ran through her room
to the hall aud down the stairway.
As she reached the bottom a square
Of grayish white light faced her. The
mont door was open.
Miss Anne's nervous fingers played
across the bottoms on the wall, and
lights fared up all over the house.
Then the bell connected with Charles
rOom whirred In the distance, and
presently Charles came down in linn
lied costume of slippers and long coat
"Anthony's goney' said Miss Anne,
and she wept.
Charles examined the door. THAT
Mary came In last. It's her careless
hess" he declared.
There was no more sleep for the
household that night. only a weary
Vigil, and all the next day Miss Anne
wandered from window 10 window IN
q at last she crept to the door to vel
come her sister. and the slender little
women fell on each others necks.
i woke in the middle Of the night,