The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-05-09
CHAPTER VII.


A woman's tongue is her sword. that
she never let's rust.--Madam Necker.
struggled among three courses.
The impulses of my heart, Joined to
some prescience of trouble. bade me to
follow Elizabeth. My duty ordered
me to hasten to Mr.. Calhoun My in.
terest demanded that ! should tarry.
for | was sure that the Baroness Won
Ritz would make no merely idle re.
quest in these circumstances. Hes
tating thus. lost sight Of her in the
throng. So | concluded | would obey
the mandate of duty, and turned to
ward the great doors. Indeed, | was
we'll toward the steps which led out
into the grounds, when all at once two
elements of my problem resolved
themselves into one. ! saw the tall
figure of Mr.. Calhoun himself coming
up the walk toward me.
"Ah' said he briefly, then my mes.
sage found you?"
81 was starting for you this moment,
sir" replied
wait for q moment. counted on
finding you here. Matters have
changed
I turned with him and we entered
again the east room, where Mr.. Tyler
still prolonged the official greeting OF
the curious, the obsequious, or the
banal persons who passed Mr.. Cal
houn stood apart for time. watching
the progress of this purely American
function 1t was some time ere the
groups thinned. This latter fact us
ually would have ended the reception
since it is not etiquette to suppose
that the president can lack an audi
ence; but to-day Mr. Tyler fingered
At last through the thinning throne
Z he caught sight OF the distinctive fig
4 ure of Mr.. Calhoun For the first
time his own face assumed a natura
expression. He stopped the line fol
an instant, and with raised hant
beckoned to my chief.
AT this we dropped In at the tail o
the line, Mr.. Calhoun in passing grasp
ing almost as many hands as MI
Tyler. Wien at length we reached
the presidents position, the latte
4 greeted him and added a whisperet
word An instant later he turne
abruptly, ending the reception with
deep bow. and retired into the roor
from which he had earlier emerged,
Mr.. Calhoun turned now to me wit
request to follow him. and we rasse
through the door where the presiden
had vanished. Directed by attendant
we were presently ushered into yt
. another room, which at that tim
served the president as his cabnt
! room, place for meeting persons {
| distinction who called upon bushes
, AS we entered ] saw that 1t was a
ready occupied Mr.. Tyler was gras
: ing the hand OF portly personag
; whom knew TO be none other tina
. Mr.. Pakenham. SO much might hal
l been expected, What was not to ha'
been expected was the presence of a
: other-none less than the Barons
[ Won Ritz
So We were apparently 10 unds
stand that my lady was here as op'
friend of England OF course. nee
e ed no word. from Mr., Calhoun to !
mind me that We must seem ignora
! of this lady, of her character. and
+. her reputed relations with the Britt
q foreign Office. ~ s
n Il pray you be seated, Mr.. Paks
ham. said Mr.. Tyler, and he gestur
also to us others to take chairs ne
d his table Mr.. Pakenham, In rather
D lofty fashion, IT seemed to me. obey
the polite request. but scarcely b
seated himself ere he again rose "
Is an important clearing Of his throat
" fusll eAee,leAey, said he. DeT II
'g esty the queen Of Eneland's wish