Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-05-19


telegram explaining and wishing her Bon
VOYAGE But I'm sort of half sorry that she
leaves tomorrow, as | wanted to take a ride
on Polo, and | won't have time before | go
now. Would you believe it? The little fell
low actually whinnied as | entered the sta
BILE, and when l opened the door of his box
stall there he was with his right foreleg ex-
tended waiting to shake hands OF course it
was the lump of sugar that he expected; but
it just did me lot of good to see how well
he remembered his old trick | felt so
me back to the house. And | think that it
would be well if veterinarian were called
in; for | gave him the whole bowlful.
"Yes, indeed, he's the dearest horse on the
place." said Peggy. a myself have been
giving him things lately, and he follows me
around everywhere III let him. So there!'
"Of course he does; he has good taste like
the rest of his SEX If he didn't have, I'd dis
own him." Brooks looked at his watch.
"Great Heavens! how late! l have to pack
tonight; so with your permission III tear
myself away"
He had risen while speaking al must get
up early tomorrow, and | probably sha'n
see you again before go; so by-by." As he
held her hand a moment, he noticed how
cool and soft it was, and that it trembled
slightly, at which he exclaimed, "Let me get
you wrap, Peggy. You are cold Going
out into the hall, he raised the seat of the
coatrack and brought back a light shawl
which he placed round her shoulders, saying,
"Why didn't think of it before?" Then,
turning to go, he called out over his shoulder,
"I'll keep you posted as to the progress with
the Ice Maiden, although fear there won't
be much" Then he added gaily, Good
night" and went up to his room.
SOMEHOW, the girl did not feel sleepy.
awake, conscious only of a tight feeling
round her head. 1t was probably the glare
of the lamp. When she had put it out, she
felt better, and settling back in the easy
chair among the soft cushions, with her
dainty patent feathers raised to the CRATE
before her, she studied them thoughtfully,
turning them first this way and then
that.
How quiet the house seemed! And how
nice and peaceful it was to sit before the
glowing Goals and toast herself! The world
was very good place to live in, and she was
perfectly happy now. Of course she was!
must be mistaken. Why should she sigh,
she with ninety and nine at her beck and
call? Was it a case of the hundredth one
who would not come in?
UIHEN Westbury entered his orderly
room, he thought how different it
would look when once he had started to
pack. "Wel1, it can't be helped" he said
aloud, as he threw great heaps of things on
his bed pulling out the drawers of his chit
fonier and turning them upside down to see
that nothing escaped. Tfen raising the lid
of his trunk, he gradually diminished the
huge pile by pitching things into its generous
NAV, saving only the necessaries he would
Immediately need for his suitcase.
Banging down the top of his trunk, he
found that it did not close. So he stood on
it and stamped upon it; but, seeing that it
still did not lock, he placed strap around it,
and pulled and tugged with all his strength.
Gle had played on the varsity team at col
lege.) Finally he gave grunt of satisfac-
ton as he heard the spring lock catch and
snap. Forgetting to buckle the strap, he
sat on the edge of the bed to rest; for he was
breathing freely and was out of wind. He
lit cigarette and inhaled great volumes of
smoke into his deep lungs, then expelled
dense mouthfuls into the air.
After smoking several cigarettes and
pipeful of tobacco and regaining his lost
breath, he rose. "Now for the suitcase!" he
laughed.
When it was packed and he was almost