Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-01-26
Copyright. 1910. by Doubleday. Page &
Company. Copyright. 1908. by
the Mcclure Company

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board ship, emptying his pockets Of
spare cash! The scrape he was in was
as hard to win out of as a black Lon
don fog, and while cropping for light
a mild question from the hotel valet
did not sweeten his temper.
cam I really to carry all these things
away, sir?"
ooh. go to the devil and take them
with you!!"
The servant bolted toward safety
with a leaning tower of Foxham's gar
ments on his arm. 1t was nobody's
business how he meant to dispose of
them, and a second later he would
have passed the danger line had not a
page boy selected that Identical instant
to knock at Lord Loveland's door.
Man and youth collided. The top
heavy pile of clothing crumbled into
ruin, FoXham's loathed shirts and
w%aistcoats blotting out the threshold.
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servitude rendered inaudible, but what
Loveland said might have been heard
at the end of the corridor. And there
were listeners nearer-Major Cadwal-
lader Hunter and a companion who
represented" one of New York's lead
ing newspapers.
Major Cadwallader Hunter had been
cNroov,Iot Ip,,ltf,,1 90 he ,-s~l@,~ -,
paying this unlimited call. He had
limited that he might drop in at the
hotel to see how Lord Loveland got
on and had not been encouraged to do
SO. But Tony Kidd of the New York
Light was a pretty good excuse for
p~ersevering, and he certainly had been
badly in want of IN excuse
The journalist, sent down by his pa
per to meet the Mauretania, had just
exhausted the available supply of
Homecoming %millionaires when he spied
Major Cadwallader Hunter and care
lessly culled him by the way as worth
a short paragraph at the bottom of a
column.
Cadwallader Hunter was glad of a
paragraph anywhere, but thought he
saw his way to one higher up, perhaps
even with a headline. So he happened
to mention "a connection of his,'' the
Marquis Of Loveland, who had been on
board. though for reasons the noble
name did not appear on the passen-
ger list, and Mr.. Kidd took the bait.
Loveland was described by his alleged
cousin as a dear boy so handsome,
so clever, one of the oldest peerages
in England, etc., in the Grenadier
guards, don't you know, and all that
sort of thing; had gone on ahead to
secure rooms at the Waldorf-Astoria,
though invitations had been showered
upon him by the best people on board
ship. AS soon as he could escape with
life and luggage Cadwallader Hunter
intended to pay a friendly. call and in
spect Lord Loveland's new quarters.
OF course Mr.. Kidd wanted to call,
too, and get a "story" for his paper.
But at this suggestion the bear leader
shook his head. Charming fellow as
Loveland was when you knew him, he
was rather a difficult man to approach
and had some ridiculous prejudice
against American pressmen. Certain
ly, unless influence were brought to
bear, he would refuse to see Mr.. Kidd.
But Cadwallader Hunter would like to
do the Light a good turn and give the
paper a chance for a SCOOP" He
would take Mr.. Kidd under his wing
and use his persuasive powers to OBJ
tain some sort of interview.
When, arriving at the hostelry, he
had talked for a few minutes with
pleasant condescension to a hotel clerk
his self esteem had so risen that he. no
longer dreaded a cold reception. Nor
did he receive one His welcome was,
on the contrary, far warmer than be
had expected. and the hot blast of
Loveland's wrath swept him back a
step or two, so that he trod hard upon
Tony Kidd's most pampered toe.
A difficult young man to approach,
indeed.
The representative Of the New York
Light was a brilliant Journalist with a
keen sense Of humor. and a headline
jumped into his head as Cadwallader
Hunter stamped upon his toe-"A Diff
icult Young Man to Approach" He
thought he saw his way to something
rather choice for tomorrow mornings
Light.
Somehow between valet and page
the wild litter Of shirts, trousers. boots
and other horrors reminiscent of Fox
ham was rebuilt into a tower more
leaning than before. Then, while the
valet scuttled away with his trailing,
sliding load, the page remained behind
and courageously announced the visit
ors.
Perhaps If Foxham had spared him
a few Of his favorite tie pins or if the
blow Of his loss had not caught him
on an empty stomach Loveland might
I have seer fhn humor 0f fha sitI1atjOn