The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1911-09-06

Stlulhu, lUuk.lVs ie.itt stail. anu C]lfIlfu
himself with n slight stoop which took
away. from his real height Tracey.
sseys he had a way Of looking at you
as IL be was smiling iislle at some
Joke he'd heard a long time Ago, and
i don't know but that's Il filIrly apt
description Of bis ordinary expression.
Ne had way, TOO. OF holding jerkily
at you-just once-to show he recog.
nized you or understood what you
were driving at; at other times he
carried his head q tride to one side
and slIghtlyHforward. He was a man
you wouldn't forget. somehow. though
what there was about hlm that was
remarkable, nobody seemed to know.
He nodded that jcrky way In an.
swer TO Will Blgelow's "G,devenln..r.
and without saying anything took the
pen and STARTED TO register. He had
to stop, however. for Tracey was
pressing HIN SO close upon tie right
that be couldn't get any play for his
elbow. and after n minute or two he
asked Tracey politely would be mind
stopping round to the left, where he
could sec Just us well. So Tracey did.
Then he wrote his name In n good
round hand, Nathaniel Duncan.
N. Y"
AID like n room with n BATH" he
told WIN. Something simple and,
chaste, within the means Of a man in
moderate circumstances"
VIII thought he was joking ut first,
but he didn't smile, 50 VIII explained
that there was bathroom ON the
third floor. at the end OF the hall.
though there wasn't much call for It.
81 could give you n room next to
that," he said, "but you wouldn't want
It, guess" il'l's,s ,ii's-
rwly 'not7" asked the mysterious
stranger.
Because said WIN, 3" faint near
the sample room" o9e!e
%"That doesn't make any difference.
I'm on the wagon"
The only sense will could get out Of
that was that the young nun was trav-
cling for buggy house and hadn't
brought, my samples with. him. ~
thought he allowed. "as how. you'd
be wantin' n place to display your
samples. but of course IL you're in the
wagon business
oh" said Mr.. Duncan. II thought
you meant the sample room over
there" He nodded toward the bar.
THAT'S what you call the dispensarles
Of Intoxicating liquors in this part OF
the country, Is 1t notf"
VIII made n noise resembling IN af-
flrmative and us soon as he. got his
breath explained that travelling men
generally wanted a sort Of show
room next to theirs. and that that was
called sample room too.
c"But I'm not n travelling man." salt
the mysterious stranger. $50 i shall
have as little use-for the one the
ot .seI !, /; s,sit
Then the room on the third hoor'll
; do foE Sd9. ssisa4f lYill. tHoH:long do
tyou calcilhte on staStnY
Z THAT Nlll Fdepeit" said ME- Dun
Jean, "a day. orssS 1$rbSps longer. un-
stil I ea1s find tc6nhorta6le and more
fpermaneh qunrtersg SO
Z In his4amazemeHp VIII jalibed the
spen SO hard intoi tbs potato beside the
ink well that he lever COULD get the
nib out aldhal Ri buy a new one.
1'You don't mean to say you're thlnkin'
Of coming here to liver he gasped.
eyes. do" said the young man
apologetically. II don't think you'll
find Inc in the way. shall be. very
quiet and unobtrusive. I'm a, student
looking for quiet place in which TO
pursue my Studies"
SWELL" said VIII. you've found 1t.
all right. There ain't no quieter place In
Pennsylvania than Itadvillc, Mr.. Dun.
can. hope you'll Ike It," he sud, sar-
castle.
~ shall endeavor to-" said the young
man. And now may SO to my room,
please? should like to renovate my
travel stained person to some extent
before dinner"
"You'll have time" said VIII. "DIn.
ner's Mt noon tomorrow. guess you're
thinkln' about supper. That's ready
now. Here TRACEY, YOU carry thin
gentleman's things up to No. 49,:
have never been able, to under.
stand how we failed to- Jlear Of 1t ut
Miss Carpenters beforhT o'clock.
That was the hour when, having fin
ished supper and fiy first evening pipe.
/ started down town to the Citizen of
fee. intending TO stop in at the Blge-
low House ohStheiway md confounii
VIII with the list Of the days happen
ings. Main street wis pretty. well
crowded for that hour. remembered
noticing. and most: of the townsfolll
were grouped together on the corners.
underneath the lamps, discussing
something rather excItedly. l paid no
particular attention. realizing that be-
tween Caesar. Pete Willing. Roland
Burnette's suit and the checker gnmG
they had enough to talk. about. So II
wasn't until ] walked Into the Blgclow
House Office that either heard or saw
anything Of the mysterious stranger.
VIII Bigelbw was In his usual place