The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-07-28

caf,grMtnsate you, Pollyncly-
very sN'nntlo accomplishment, said
TIA Honorable John Rufin, smiling.
What has she been dningg" said the
Es,nerUlda. smiling at her.
roifycnly has routed your yellow
ret" said the Honorable John Rufin.
"How clever Of you! However did
row do it," cried this Esmeralda,
BY the Intensity Of her forbidding
gaze, said the Honorable John Ruifin.
It soon grew plain that Diego Perez
had como to England in pursuit Of
the Esmeralda; and he became her
yellow shadow. He took up his abode
ct the Savoy; and she hardly ever
came out Of her rooms without f1nd-
Ing him, bowling and smiling with a
conquering air, somewhere on her path
to the street. He was always at the
stage-dnor to greet her rs she came out
alter her performance. Did she lunch
or dine at restaurant, he sat gazing
AZ her In his passionate way. Every
day he sent her flowers, to her rooms
and to the theater; sometimes there was
a-bracelet or ring with the flowers;
always there was q note, ill-spelled
perhaps, but very passionate. Some
tines among the passion was an invita-
ton to lunch or dinner; sometimes an
invitation to accompany the adoring
writer to warmer climate and dwell
IN palace Every time he got word
with the Esmeralda he preferred this
petition orally, sometimes producing
from his breast-pocket special mar
riage license he had procured against
ner succumb1ng to his yellow charm.
The Esmeralda was as an icicle to
him. She returned his flowers, his
jewelry. and his notes. She broke
away from him in the middle OF his
passionate protestations. At restau-
rants she never gave him a glance.
But there was no discouraging him;
he was plainly under the deepest-root-
ed conviction that woman must sue
cumb to a series Of frontal attacks.
His perseverance was not without its
effect. 1t compelled the Esmeralda
to be always talking Of him, to Polly
dolly, to the Honorable John RUM, to
other admirers who could not long re-
main ignorant of that yellow, passion.
ate presence. He was getting on her
nerves.
ITS really getting awful" she said
to the Honorable John Rufan when her
large round admirer made his first
sudden appearance in the little Soho
cafe.
III he goes on sticking to it like
this. you'll have to marry him to get
rid Of him." said the Honorable John
Ruffin.
Il wouldn't marry him for one OF
his silly palaces in every country in
the world" cried the Esmeralda
Why. he'd probably murder me out of
jealousy before we'd been married q
week. Look how he scowls when he
sees me with you-with anybody"
Yes; I've noticed that the presence
OF Pollyooly affects him painfully"
said the Honorable John Ruff1n pens
tender heart Of his about which he
writes to YOU
TITS all very we'll to laugh" said the
Esmeralda uneasiiy But I'm getting
nervous. He won't go on in this peace
full way much longer. know he
won't. I've heard stories about him"
The Yellow PERIL" said the Honor
able John Rufin. 'But do wish
could think of some way OF Kidding
you of him without a row-which
would be very pleasant for me, but
very unpleasant for YOU
If you have a row with him, I'll
never speak to you again-never," said
the Esmeralda with note Of acute
anxiety in her tone. Hes really dan
gerous."
"oh. come, we're in London. and the
Twentieth Century" he said in a reas-
surfing Tone
"a lot he cares about the TWEEN
tieth Century," cried the Esmeralda
Well. we'll, let 1t be warning to
you. Pollyooly. / have noticed a dis
position on your part to grow up
beautiful. Let this break you OF It,"
he said solemnly.
Yes. sir" said Pollyooly. "I'll try"
Suddenly the Yellow Peril, as they
now called him, disappeared For a
week they saw nothing of him; and
the flow of votive offerings ceased.
But for all this complete cessation Of
the persecution. the Esmeralda re.
manned uneasy.
A week later she and PolIyooly
Came ouI OF Lne VaTOilum TO nnd no
admirer awaiting them. They got into
her motor brougham; and she called
to the driver to take them to the Tenn
pie. The Esmeralda talked away with
her usual cheerful animation, until 1t
struck Pollyooly that they were long
while coming to the Temple, and, look
Ing out, she saw that they were in a
street strange to her.
He's going the wrong way. And
how fast he's driving!" she said.
The Esmeralda looked out OF the
window; and then she touched the
electric bell in the front Of the
brougham. The driver took no notice;
and the brougham went faster.
"Whatever's the natter" cried the
Esmeralda. Juggling at the window
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