Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1912-07-13
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CHAPTER XVIII. (Continued.)
! Laugh if you like" said Mrs. La
/ throp, "and | do suppose it's funny,
but all the same it must be pretty
pheasant to go galloping down the road
lin black mask with swords and
knives and pistols all over you, and
the lord mayors watch In your pocket
and the kings soldiers beating the
woods for YOU Suppose you ring for
some tea, Mr.. Ellsworth, and tell me
about how you got sand-bagged.'
So over the tea-cups told the story
of my recent adventures (not without
some shame for the part l had played
in them), to this little, bird-like
woman, who. but for the matter OF a
kind heart, sex, and century or 80,
might have been balloping away with
the timepiece Of the outraged head OF
corrupt municipal government
CHAPTER XIX.
It was novel experience to talk to
another human being about myself;
but Mrs. Lathrop had the wonderful
and unusual conversational gift OF be-
ling able to listen, and soon found II
easy and pleasant enough as sup
pose any man does once he Is given
the opportunity. She interrupted me
from time to time with an abrupt ques-
ton or caustic comment; 80 that,
when dinner time came unexpectedly,
we walked into the dining-room TO
eether with a firm feeling OF friend
ship that ably counterfeited an &C
uuatntanceship of years standing. and
for the morrow we had made and dis
cussed hundred plans
"Now," said Mrs. Lathrop, as we sat
down at table, 1--WE aren't going to say
thing here in this dining-room about
what we're going to do. l don't sup
nose either of us can get 1t entirely out
of our heads, but we are going to Try
all we can. Little interests are the
only things to talk about when you
are eating. I've always held that, while
you're considering good dinner at
all # deserves the first consideration.
It isn't very often, either, that ! dine
with a young gentleman IN new
York hotel, and want you to help me
make the most of It. Please order the
incest things you know how. outland-
ish things, If we can make q meal OF
them. and things nobody could find IN
cookbook. It's a pleasure once IN a
while to eat something you cant even
pronounce. Everyday food is good
enough for every day, but on special
occasions even beef ia better Tor be.
ing in disguise"
I looked over the bill Of fare, there.
fore with care and deliberation, and
to please her gave the whole order IN
French to the waiter.
That's perfectly lovely" said Mrs.
Lathrop; ri couldn't understand a
word YOU said. Do you think the waiter
could?"
"WeI, he pretended he could re-
piled. 80 he'll probably bring US some
thing" :,
! strongly suspect that this wae all
a device Of my new friends 10 oegulie
me, for little, away from my wearl-
ness and anxiety. And although, try as
I would could not quite put away
my mental uneasiness, yet even the
irving helped, and got up from the
table strengthened and refreshed. In
fact, we had eaten with such Epi.
curean leisure that we found we had
only lust comfortable amount OF
time to make the train. The subway
station was not far off. and we walked
ito 1t through the pleasant May even
Ing When we were near 1t Mrs. La
throp laid a hand upon my arm.
| Perhaps" she said, II am hypno-
tfzed with too much story OF adventure
and very likely am foolish, but 1t
does seem to me, Mr.. Ellsworth, as II
you we're being followed again.
What makes you think so?"
asked.
"Well. ever since we left the hotel,
there has been man about half {.
block back, who has taken every turn
that we have and who has never
caught up to US or dropped any more
behind"
"You may be right" said. I'VE
shall see as soon as we get into the
subway"
So. after we descended the stairs,
instead Of crossing directly to the
ticket booth, we stepped aside into an
angle. Two or three people hurried
past us Twas following one Of them
| with my eyes. when abruptly Mrs. La
throp pinched my arm, and looked
up to see the gaunt form of the Rev
erend Mr.. Stevens. He stood almost
! with his back to US, anxiously scan
ming the platform. After an agonizing
moment he moved forward.
Eyes" l whispered to Mrs. Lathrop,
chat is the man who married me. the
!! man of the Seventh avenue saloon,
the man who probably sand-bagged me
in the park"
| "He looks ornery enough" she whis-
pered back. "I tell you what you do,
! Mr.. Ellsworth. He'll turn around and
see us in a moment. You just get the
tickets and we'll go through. Course
you couldn't do anything to him right
here on the platform; besides, you've
got your hands full of bags. So, when
we're through the gate, we'll separate
a little. and I'll meet you up by the
information bureau at the Grand Cen
trail. If he sees you, you just wait as
If you didn't notice, and, when the
IN, mott until almost fh q