The Raymer enterprise., 1912-08-15
CHAPTER XIII.
HostiIltles beuln.


During Mallory's absence, Marjorie
had met with little adventure OF
her own. Ira Lathrop finished his re-
encounter with Anne Cattle shortly
after Mallory set out stalking clergy.
men. In the mingled confusion OF
finding his one romantic flame still
glowing on yestal altar, and OF
shocking her with an escape OF pro.
family, he backed away from her pres.
snce, and sank into his own berth.
He realized that he was not alone.
Somebody was alongside. He turned
TO find the great tear-spent eyes OF
Marjorie staring at him. He rose
with a recrudescence OF his woman.
hating wrath. and dashing up the
aisle. found the porter Just returning
from the baggage car. He seized the
black factotum and growled:
Say. porter, there's a woman In
my berth"
The porter chuckled. incredulous:
woman In yo' BERTH"
'ca-Ret her out.
"Yassah." the porter nodded, and
advanced on Marjorie with gentle.
"'Scuse me. missus-yo' berth is mum.
ba one"
Il don't care" snapped Marjorie.
II won't take H."
But this un belongs to that gentle,
man"
He can have mine-ours-Mr Nal.
lory's," cried Marjorie, pointing to
the white-ribboned tent In the farther
end OF the car. Then she gripped the
arms OF the seat, as II defying eyic,
tion. The porter stared at her in
helpless chagrin Then he shutiled
back and murmured: Il reckon you'd
BETA put her out"
Lathrop withered the coward with
one contemptuous look. and strobe
down the aisle with determined
grimness. He took his ticket from
his pocket as clinching proof OF his
title. and thrust It out at Marjorie.
She gave II one Indifferent glance, and
then her eyes and mouth puckered. as
II she had munched Il green persim.
mon. and long low wall like dis
tant engIne.whistle, stole from her
lips. Ira Lathrop stared at her In
blank wrath, doddered irresolutely,
and roared
"Agh, let her have IT,
The porter smiled triumphantly. and
said: She says you kin have her
berth" lie pointed at the bridal ar.
Dor. Lathrop almost exploded at the
idea.
Now he felt hand on his shoulder,
and turned to see Little Jimmie Well.
ington emerging from his berth with
an enormous smile:
Say. Pop, have you seen lovely
rice-trap7 Stick around I'll she iiops.'
But Lnthrop flung away to the
smoking room, Little Jimmie turned
TO the joyial negro:
Porter. porter"
I'm right by you"
What time d'you say we get to
Reno7"
"Mawnin' of the 10th day. sab"
We'll, call me Just before We roll
IN"
And he rolled In His last words
f'oated down the aisle and met Mrs.
Little Jimmie Wellington Just return.
ing from the Women's Room. where
she had sought nepenthe In more than
one OF her exquisite little cigars. The
familiar voice, iamiliarly bibulous,
smote her ear with amazement. She
beckoned the porter to her anxiously
Porter, Porter DO you know
tho nare OF the man who Just nur.
ried in?"
"No'm." said the porter, Il reckon
he's no broken up he amt got any
name left"
1T couldn't be-" Mrs. Jimmie unused
Things can be sometimes said
the porter.
"You may make up my berth now. =
pnid Mrs. Wellington. forgetting that
Anne Cattle was still there Mrs.
Wellington hastened to apologize, aud
begged her to stay. but the spinstsr
wanted TO 10 FAR away from the dis.