Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-01-23

| the foot of 14th street. There was some
trifiing difficulty over the rug. 1t had
been declared; but as Mrs. Chedsoye and
her brother always declared foreign resi-
dence, there was question as to whether
1t was dutiable or not. Being a copy. II
was not an original work OF art, there
fore not exempt, and so forth and SO on.
1t YVES finally decided that Mrs. Chedsoye
must pay duty. The major paid grum-
blingly. very cleverly assuming an ir-
ritabiiity well known to the inspectors.
The way the United States government
mulcted her citizens for the benefit OF the
few was a scandal Of the nations.
A smooth-faced young man approached
them from out the crowd.
rs this Maj. Callahan
Yes. This must be Mr.. Reynolds. the
| agent?'
Eyes. Everything is ready for your oc-
| everything shipshape. l could have turned
over to you Mr.. Jones'"
Not at all, not at ALL said the major
'They would have been strangers to us
and we to them. Our own servants are
You must be very good friends Of my
client?''
Il have known him for years." said
Mrs. Chedsoye, sweetly. 1T was at his
| own suggestion that We take the house
| over for the month. He really insisted
that we should pay him nothing; but. of
| course. such an arrangement could not
be thought of. Oh, good-bye. Mr.. Wal.
again some day."
Wallace. taking up his role once more.
| tipped his hat and rushed away for one
| of his favorite haunts.
"Bounder"' growled the major. We'll.
well; ships deck is always Liberty
| Hail..
You have turned your belongings over
to an expressman?'' asked the agent.
These were charming people. and any
doubts he might have entertained were
dissipated. And why should he have any
.. doubts? Jones was an eccentric young
| chap, anyhow. An explanatory letter
| written by the major In Jones careless
hand), backed up by cable. was enough
| authority for any reasonable man.
Everything is out Of the way" said
the major.
! right up to the house in my car. Your
| butler said that he would have lunch
| ready when you arrived
| Very kind Of you. How noisy New
gage?" Mrs. Chedsoye would have made
| St Anthony uneasy of mind: Reynolds.
| young, alive, metaphorically fell at her
| feet.
Plenty of room for it,
II am glad of that. You see. Mr. Jones
intrusted a fine old rug to us to bring
home for him, and 1 shouldn't want any
thing to happen to it.
| The major looked up at the roof of the
dingy shed. He did not care to have
Reynolds note the flicker Of admiration
| in his eyes. The cleverest woman OF
| them all, The positive touch to the
| whole daredevil affair! And he would
! not have thought Of 1t had he lived to
| be thousand. Zone might as well dis.
embark in a STABLE he said, aloud. "Ah!
We are ready to go. then?'
| They entered the limousine and went
| off buzzing and zigzagging among the
| numbering trucks. The agent drove the
| car himself.
Where is Jones now?" he asked OF the
| major, who sat at his left. Haven't had
| q line from him for a month";
Just before we sailed" said Mrs. Ched
soye through the window. over the ma
| jor's shoulder "he went into the desert
| for fortnight or SO. with a caravan
| He had heard of some fabulous carpet
| Touch number two. The major grinned
Zones is one of the best judges l have
ever met. He was off at a bound. / only
hope he will get back before we leave for
| California" The major drew up his col
| lar. 1t was a cold, blustery day.
The agent was delighted. What luck
| fellow like Jones had! To wander all
| over creation and to meet charming peO-
Pile! And when they invited him to re-
| main for luncheon. the victory was COM
plete.
(To be continued tomorrow