The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1912-07-12

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stand my attempts at Spanish. When
displayed the handkerchief contain
Ing the broken bits OF the scent bottle
she grew quite angry and closed the
door In my face. believe she thought
l wanted to sell them to her.
Il tucked away the pieces, resolving
that this incident must satisfy my de-
sire for an adventure OF some sort. ro-
mantle or otherwise. II you please.
Aunt EAeline: was making my way
back along the Alameda when q car.
riage passed me driving rapidly toward
the city. glanced curiously at It.
only to glimpse the beautiful face OF
the girl who had dropped the scent bot.
tie.
"Of course ! haunted the shops the
rest of the afternoon hoping for a
glimpse Of the Jack rose beauty. My
patience was rewarded at length, for
as fingered in a silk shop the door
opened and In she came. She was pos.
itively the most beautiful girl ever
saw of that dark type"
A significant smile ran around the
friendly little group. but Clayton.
whose eyes were fixed on the sunlit
water over the ships rail. did not see
1t. 1t was several moments before he
resumed his narrative, and then he
pulled himself together as II with.
drawing his thoughts reluctantly from
some pleasant recollection.
Il was standing near the door when
the senorita entered the shop. and
when she saw ME | was gratified to
notice that she recognized me at once.
She hestated. smiled and then ad.
dressed me rather hnltingly In her own
tongue.
MY guide book Spanish vanished
from my mind as snow before the sun.
but chung desperately to one phrase
that ! was positive meant Permit me
to apologize and | repeated It as /
held out the handkerchief full OF bro
ken glass.
| ITO my amazement she began to
laugh deliciously and could scarcely
articulate few sentences In reply. Of
course could not make head or tail
OF what she meant to say. SO / only
| nodded and grinned and held out The
handkerchief while she continued to
laugh"
do tell us what you were saying
all the time. Mr.. Clayton" broke In
Mrs. Hanford curiously. did you fnd
out what the sentence really meant?"
why. yes" returned Arthur Clay.
ton. with visible chagrin mingled with
amusement at his own expense: Il
; looked It up after returned to the
ship And what do you suppose was
saying to her all the time?"
I'VE cannot imagine
bring me cup Of coffee No
wonder she laughed As held out
the broken scent bottle so persistently
she brought forth her silver meshed
purse and opened 1t wide. Moved by
impulse. picked out the glass stopper
and tucked it away in my vest pocket
and emptied the remainder of the bro.
ken glass into her purse.
"She thanked me prettily in Span
ish thot could understand. and us !
went out Of the door | heard her re
mark to the mystifed shopkeeper In
perfect English:
Poor fellow. He is quite de
mented.'
Mortified and quite angry at my
own idiocy In not inquiring whether
the senorita could speak English or
not. FASTENED back to the ship and
hunted out my Spanish dictionary only
to discover that had been pleading
with her to bring me some coffee.
well, do go on with your story, Ar
thur. cried his aunt.
"That is all. Aunt Emeline. My
story is ended"
1T Is too tame an ending. Perhaps
there may be a sequel" suggested Mrs.
Hanford.
II am afraid It must wait until re.
turn to Spain" sighed. Arthur Clayton.
but she certainly was the loveliest
girl ever saw"
where is Madeline?" asked Profes.
sor Trayle. looking around for bis
daughter.
"She went below to speak to Miss
Drake. What pity Miss Drake has
been iii ever since we sailed from Ca.
dr." remarked Mrs. Hanford. f
EMILY brakes a beauty II you
want to see one. Mr.. Clayton" said
Professor Trayle. with enthusiasm
"pure American and perfectly be
witching. She's been abroad for sew
eral months and ran across Madeline
by the merest chance In Cadiz. She
made arrangements to return with us
on the Neptune, took leave of her
friends and came aboard, only to snffer
from seasickness for day or so. Now
she is quite recovered. and | am hop
ing she will come on deck with Made
line and make your acquaintance. All
there they come now"
He arose and went to meet his
daughter. who was accompanied BY q
tall. graceful girl with an exquisitely
beautiful face. lighted BY glorious dari
eyes.
Arthur Clayton uttered startled ex
clamation and stumbled to his feet
and as his eyes met those Of Emily
Drake they exchanged glances Of de
lighted surprise.
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