Gilpin observer., 1912-09-12

mean! had perfectly clear view OF
her now as she paused on a little
point and hung there looking out over
the Hudson. In her hand was full
blown. ripened rose, and her lips were
shaping In ravishing little pouts, as
musingly she blew the petals from
her. But go they would not, but
hugged back in the arms Of the light
breeze. circling and fiuttering about
her glorious sunny head like a swarm
of rosy butterflies. It made a pretty
| picture!
And what's pore.' they're just her
color, tool" 1 murmured tenderly, for
getful Of everything but her, unmind-
full that was not alone. For under
my hand could feel my jolly heart
| quivering like champagne cork,
| freshly unfettered and thrilling eager
| ly under the impulse OF the mad.
dancing, joyous spirit within.
THE one lovely woman in all the
world!" I breathed aloud and felt
| my eyes grow oddly moist
And for minute l went on in
jolly trance
"Good-by, sir!"
1t was OKeefe's voice-oddly con-
| strained
"Eh?" calculated, blinking at him
! as l came back. Then remembered
but what was it he had been ask
ing? Something
Just, good-by!" he repeated with
elaborate gentleness. Then, straight
ening; mo ofrense. 1 hope. If we let
1t go at that mean. guess you
won't miss 1t If we don't shake
hands?"
l glanced at the gloves he was
drawing on.
"Oh, dash it, MOI" responded alb
sently, and my eyes coasted up the
slope agafn-then dropped back dis
appointedly. for she had disappeared
Within the pavilion.
His helmet tossed as he looked
back. Il guess we alive got our little
pre1udices," he remarked sententious.
ly; "T know 1 have! I'm from the
| south"
And without another word, MI
O'Keefe presented his broad back to
us, and swinging his stick carelessly,
sauntered down the drive.
What the deuce!" exclaimed,
looking after him. 81 say Jenkins.
what did he mean?"
| Jenkins face expressed mild re-
proach and surprise.
Can 1t possibly matter, sir?" he
questioned wearily. Persons of-er
that sort, you know, sir?"
"Jove!" uttered. relieved
yank O. ole tnJ
missed the matter from further con-
sideration. He lifted the parcel with
slight gesture of inquiry.
had already come to decision
about 1t: would send 1t to Billings!
Perhaps the retrieving of the paJamas
would have a soothing effect upon his
poor mind!
l gave Jenkins instructions. Hin.
OF course, manage to speak with him
alone" / cautioned, having thought OF
Judge Billings; "and don't forget the
message"
Certainly, SIR" said Jenkins atten-
lively. I'm just to say: Mr.. Light
nuts compliments, sir, and he says
you'll know what to do with these"
Il nodded. Exactly, and I'll wait
here-but, oh. hurry. dash IT." And 1
looked longingly at the pavilion and
tried to feel If my part was right
He did hurry! BY Jove,' he was
back almost Immediately and looking
bit ratified.
"Yes, sir!"-he coughed as 1
screwed my glass inquiringly-"I got
there just as the Judge went into his
room across the corridor. and Mr..
Billings opened the door the minute
said was from you. gave him the
package and the message and he took
It over in corner; and then in about
a minute | heard him chuck It some
where and say some long word. He
came back to me. looking kinder irri-
tated and with his eyes swapping"
OH" ! uttered nervously. "Er.
what did he say, Jenkins?"
Jenkins sighed. "Oh, well, sir. moth
ing as you might say was anything.
really; he jerks out kinder Grossly:
Tell Mr. Lightnut, l say one thing at
time and give him this!"
On the scrap OF paper / clutched
out Of Jenkins hand was crazy
scrawl of just halfdozen words:
I'm a biped, not centipede!
squinted through the dashed thing
twice, but could make nothing OF it
I even tried It backward!
"Jove!"I muttered perplexedly. Its
rum, Jenkins!"
| jenkins mouth tightened and re-
laxed. HIN. what I thought, sir" he
responded soberly. "The demon rum,
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