The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1911-05-14

] they would suhe. The cinders smoke
and dust added TO the torment The
Mcmillan children. from suffering, be-
The mother. worn out by the labor OF
preparing for the journey. By the try
| ing weather and the peevtshness OF
the children, wished she was back home
In her cool fat Mcmillan was too saw
age to trust himself to talk. 1t did
not add TO his peace of mind TO know
the train was lata: that the hotel was
two miles or more from the station.
and that they would arrive too late for
dinner.
! 1t was dark when the train finally
stopped at their station. The children
| had fallen asleep, anu Mcmillan took
the two OF them III his arms. When he
reached the station platform he Sc,
them down o make sure about the bag :
gage. Then the train pulled out. ana
| he had an opportunity 10 survey his sur
roundingu. There was the station, a
shabby. inhospita BILE looking structure.
Across the track was a jungle OF trees.
In the far distance was the outline OF
| the hills There were no lights except
the kerosene lamp and lantern OF the
agent, and no houses. Mcmillan had
| started 10 go into the station and make
! inquiries, when he saw In the shadow
| at tile other side OF tile platform a
wagon with a man near by. VI
| Driver" called Mcmillan. where
can get a rig to take me 10 the
Antlers?'
I'm from the An,iers" was the re-
ply.
! Well" said Mcmillan. Il suppose
Ian. / telegraphed Yesterday Ia be
here to-day with my family.
That's all right" replied the driver
sharply Oct in the blackboard I've
been waiting more than an hour for
you"
"Put our trunk in nrst," said MIC
MILAN. Its over there"
Put the trunk in Yourself" replied
the driver.
Mcmillan glared at the driver and all
the wrath he had suppressed through
The day surged up in him. He could
not see the driver clearly. but could
distinguish enough to know he was
fat II not ablcbodled
Mary" said Mcmillan 10 his wife,
take the children into the station"
When she had done as he directed
| Mcmillan turned furiously on the driy-
eIr- You lazy loafer." he yelled. Get
that trunk or I'll beat the life out OF
YOU Be quick about it. too" AS the
angry man advanced toward him the
| driver. for just an instance. seemed
inclined to fec. but suddenly changed
his mind and ran TO get the trunk.
! Mcmillan followed him. The driver
| took hold OF the trunk by one of the
! handles and started TO drag 1t across
! me MA form. Pick 1t up. YOU inso-
lent TOOL ordered Mcmillan. l"Do YOU
1 "aht 10 rip the bottom out of It," The
| driver struggled to lif, The trunk. but
| was awkward and excited. and a was
pot until Mcmillan VINO Was strongly
| tempted TO punch the fellow lust "a
! releve his feelings. helped him hi,
'ha' he managed to get il on his back
The vehicle from the AntIcrs was a
/ hfckfoard and the driver had as nucb
| tfonhle getting the trunk into il as he
hrd in getting II on his hack. but ~
'sHi ne succeeded Then Mir. Mcmillan
| summoned his wife n,id children. mn
| 'hem aboard ana the driver climbed
! onto his seat
| The drive over the road TO The hoto,
was depressing. 1t was SO dark they
! could see nothing. They could not tell
! whether The driver was folIowinc. nc
| road or mot The children. hunrrv
sleepy and disturbed by the ioltins. Of
! the vehicle. cried incessantlv. When
| ~ last the lights of the hotel ioomcd
! W Mfs Mcmillan said something IN.
ger her breath that sounded like /,
thanks giving. ana Mr. Mcmillan fel,
nrr" rrlie ved than he would care 10
acknowledge
Nety little was eaten by the visitors
that night. and thcy retired early, n
the morning etrouhles OF Tie day
| before were forgotten The day was
I0deliSitful AL tho members OF ~.
ifihniiy had slept we'll. and the bieait.
i fast was relisted. The McAlillans wer.
near the end Of their meal. when
pariy Of four. made up of prosper
Gus looking man abou. ffty-two year.
old q handsome but aistere woman -
h about the same age. and two richI,
ldresscd Young women. apparently ia
ilnhashiers of the couple. entered Tl,o
tnre" women glanced at Tic McNIiuans
scowled and passed on
IHuhi' exclaimed Mcmillan ..wha,
DO you think OF hiatt" ~
think replied Mrs. Mcmillan
/ tnoae women are very bad mannerea.
McM illan escorted his little tribe r.
y pleasan, SPOT on the porch. and tben
! went TO the office 10 sc, some cigars.
rs ne entered the manager 81 ~,
house advanced Ia meet MIN. ",fr ~, w
Milan. said h. y am greatly dis.
treIsen about tho mistake that VA
made last night, n r.
on. that's all right replied McM,I.
IAN. suppose the driver had han,,