The Washington times., 1911-10-20
erance and even encouragement

erance and even encouragement OF
One One thing was evident: II Amos Toai
were mixed up n a,.'f tn,s hsrss "STe ine bs
daughter had spoken 50 .ly-the
schcms could have nothing honOranle
CT worthy about 1t. And felt icss lik-
g: impost,oIrt for vstsr,na my ,mpert'heh' Hof''
With the thought returned, In wave,
all my old dlstrusts OF Doris. ! had a.
lowed myself to become too friendly
WIN her hi. msst shesr stroc o in my mind
I arose early and began to dress. The
heights around Naples were crystal
clear in the dawning day. But above
tho bay hung a white mist out OF which
to eastward rose the somber black cone
OF Vesuvius, beneath its ever-present
fan Of dingy smoke.
A rap came at my door and bell
dressed in delicate, vertical hand. and
was written on thin paper.
1t gave me an odd sensation to opcn
II. For l saw from the writing and
and l was not accustomed to receiving
such. The letter ran as follows:
Dear Mr.. D'Aubsn-Forgfve my
waking you SO early, but 1t occurred to
sssT flight eae ne to %ssi n oar st s pnssy
Soifatara and the styx today We
Count sebaste: hfme. de Tournon.
iasa % a, and the @ diigsnee ,as is 80 opdered per
for 8, so that we can have a good long
| day. Please come IL you cure to-. Win
you send word by bearer? n, G9rdially; 6 .rnnS ;.
"P. s.--of course. this includes MFR.
Gregg. I'm sure he will enjoy giving
Nine. de Tournon another lesson in up
to.date American idioms."
AS ! said, had calmly and thorough
ly made up my mind to avoid Doris
Todd in future. But what on earth is
the use In having mind IL one may not
change 1t occasionally?
ceptance. then hurredly continued
"oh. Billy" called. suddenly re-
.membering Greggs existence and pound
naSn nally =, Gregg!,, Awaken. Harold, it is
"Aw, cut it out, can't vou?" came in
II was just dreamin' ia picked three
| winners at
Hurry out Of your dream then be.
fore some pickpocket steals all your
TYaHsss Only Wss Sst me ss'ss ts dress. picnic
stupidity. ITO Coney. orr
No. To Solfatara Get up"'
1 head, opened the door. standing there
to regard me blinkingly. like a cross
| and sleepy barn-owl
What's solf-Solf-w'atever it Island
Its the old volcanic ground beyond
Fosillipo: virgirs grotto's there and
derground river styx that's supposed to
lead to-
"The deuce" he growled. uncompre.
lhending half I said.
Exactly the very spot Come along
1 told him Of Miss Todd's invitation
emitting the reference to last night.
dinner and misunderstood dings, am
racked my memory for rntlger informa.
ton about the mystic sulphur-lands.
At the end he was wide enough awake
to gather the fact that We were COINS
on some sort OF 5ollifcation and to some
shuffled back into his room to prepare
for the occasion.
I was smoking a cigarette on th'
balcony above the main stairway wher
Re Joined me. He was cla3 In the mos
lexuberant Of checked suits. and proud
ly wore the beloved carmine tie and ma
room wais, coat.
"Biliy." ! saia admirinsly: .'yoysrs s,,, Z
tara by storm in all those clothes
They are wee bit to the SWELL" III
admitted modestly. preening his gaud,
plumage before a hall mirror. Then
l
a Beau Brummel. he added:
You look less like an undertaken OF
a holiday than usual yourself. It's tina
tasty red scarab Of yours that makes
you seem more like the real goods"
He started down the stairs and ] fol
lowed him. But what he had said o.
the scarab annoyed me.
When I had stuck in the pin tina
morning ! had thought 1t a pretty
touch of color in otherwise sober ap
parel. But II 1t really made me lool
like a man Of Billy's taste in dress
I furtively withdrew the pin from m!
stock; and. as there was no time to re
turn to my room with 1t. I dropped l
into an inner pocket OF my coat.
We found the others just entering tn
breakfast room. An hour later we wer
. all six packed in diligence and o.
. our way through the half-empty morn
ing streets to Posillipo.
The drive up the winding hill an
down the farther side. past world oil
, shrinss and ruins, amid vineyard an
J olive orchard: the glories Of bay an
mountain height, the splendor Of tn
early daY-all held me in silent adora