Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1910-10-13

Lake Como, and | take your lily white
hand in mine and lead you up to
the terrace of Villa Serbelloni and or
der tea. then you will realize that Won
have only begun to live-gardens. tow
ering Alps. the green Lecco on one
side and the green Como on the other
and Swiss champagne at S1.4O the
quart. Eth?
And then" billiard added. there's
Kitty Killigraw singing her heart out
to a people who can't understand a
word she's singing"
Can it be done for twenty-five hun
dredy'
Merrihew chewed his cigar with sub
dued fiercenesS. He knew very we'll
thai he was destined to go to Europe.
kitty killigrew, who had promised to
mail the route they were to play and
hadn't!
1T is written, Dan, that you Shall
go with me-"
We'll settle this argument right
here now" Merrihew drew out a coin.
Call it," he cried recklessly.
"Heads!"
The coin flickered in the light. fell
and proved that all money is perverse
by rolling under the davenport upon
which they were sitting. An amusing
hunt followed. They ran their hands
over the floor, turned the rug, pulled
out the davenport and looked behind,
burned innumerable matches and final
~ rang for the attendant. The situa-
ton was explained, and he procured a
n d He was ultimately successful.
Here it is, sir"
what is it. head or tail?' asked
a1errihew weakly.
Head, sir" said the attendant.
Keep it." said Merrihew generous
ly, ever sadly. He never got I'D a
game Of chance that he did not get the
worst of it. And now, Italy! All that
way from home! "Boy, bring up a bot
tie of '96."
"And the lady in the mask?" asked
Merrihew as they at length stood up.
81 must relegate her to the fog she
came out of. But it would be a fright
full thing if-if"- He hesitated to form
the words.
But Merrihew had no such scruple.
IF the silver and plate We're, missing
when the Sandfords return?'
"Oh, bosh. It's all some Joke. and
Pm the butt of it. She was in that
house by the same authority she rode
the horse"
woman nf fhot cn7~f would Io,~
no difficulty in hoodwinking the stable
men," declared Merrihew.
"By the way" he continued, "receiv-
ed a postal from Kitty this morning
from Gibraltar. Fine trip. Visited the
gun galleries and the antique furniture
shops. Says no sign Of prima donna
as yet, but believes her to be on board.
OMally's on the water wagon. But
Kitty ~aggravates me-"
What has she done now, refused
you by marconigraph?"
mo, but she promised me her ad-
dress"
Address her care Cooks, Florence,
Rome, Venice. It's the popular mail
box of Europe, and if she has given
them the address they will forward"
THAT helps considerably. I'm glad
there's n Cook which can be relied
on"
"In the morning I'll range for pas
sage. Well try the Celtic"
"Ill leave the business end of the
trip to you"
"The first Saturday in March, then,
If we can get booking. That will be in
less than two weeks
In the lobby Of the club as they
were about to enter the coat room Hill
lard ran into one Of several gentlemen
issuing.
Pardon me-" he said, stepping aside.
"Non importa!' said the stranger,
with a graceful wave Of the hands.
billiard looked quickly into the gen.
tleman's face. IT am clumsy" he said
in italian.
Then the other stared at him and
smiled. Fol a moment there was a
brief tableau. in which each took the
others measure and noted the color of
h eyes. The man was an exceedingly
handsome italian, for all that a scar
ran from his cheek to his chin. 1t was
all over in a moment, and billiard and
Merrihew proceeded to the street.
'"Handsome duffer," was Merrihew's
comment. But you never can tell a
a by his looks. Gaze on me, for in.
stance"
go home!" billiard slapped him
jovially on the shoulder.
Home! All. yes! But shall 1 have
a home to go to when I get back?
You have roped me in nicely. My
poor little twenty-five hundred! But
Swiss champagne at $1.4O the quartz
Well, every cloud has its lining"
AS billiard never received any an
swer to his personal, he discontinued
it. Truly, she had returned to the fog
out of which she had come. But it
was no less difficult for him to take up
the daily affairs again. What mystery
yelled her? Whittier had she gone?
Giovanni was delighted when he
heard the news. He would 60, too.
and act as valet to the signor and his
friend till they put out for Rome.