New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-02-09

fierce mustachc seemed anxious TO make mp
for the lack of hair ON his head. y bald hero
at summer resort. he commented, IT
seems incrcliblc
"Oh. they think me lost his hair fighting
for the flag. size laughed. Its winter, and
showing. or shouldn't dare lcsc majesty.
AMI over here Is the Admiral on the Wee
rania. playing its qulr'crIcck. And here
the g-cat portrait, Andrew Ru'tcr with 10
.uroianiug arm over the Admiral shoulder.
The od ladies make their complaints 90 Mr..
Ruttcr iu softer tones after seeing that
picture.
And 'his," asked Magcc, moving farther
from the group bv the fire.
~ precious onc-l wonder they leave !,
here IN winter. This is the Admiral as q
Young man clipped from q magazine ar'-
.lc. Even without the mustachc, You see,
Dc hal certain martial bearing.
And now he's the ruler of the queen S.
.nlvcc.~ smiled Mage lie looked about.
.~Is II possible 90 see the room where the
admiral PLAYS his famous game;
"Stcp sof,lyi' She answered in here.
There stands the very table.
They went into the small carlroom 10 the
right of the entrance 10 the office. and Alagcc
quietly closed the door behind them. The
time had come. He felt his heart sink.
WELL" said the girl with an cagcrncss
" she could not conceal
Nlagcc gropcd for words and found In,
Old friends of the mountain. 81 love YOU.
ne cried desperately. you must believe
| want 20 help YOU, Il looks rather the
other way now, I'll admit. | want you
4. .i,t, 1-t,ff
are, nor what this all means; but ! want you
20 have it. | went upstairs determined To
give II 10 vol"
Really" The word was at least fifty
degrees below the temperature of the card
room.
~Ycs. really. | won't ask YOU to believe;
but I'm telling the truth. ! went TO the
place where had tatuously hid the money
under a brick OF my fireplace. 1t was
gone.
How terribly unfortunate"
ayes, isn't it," Nlagcc rcIoiccd that she
took SO calm a view of it. They searched
the room, of course, and they found the
money. They're on top now; but I'm go
ing
lie stopped: for me- had seen her face. She
taking q calm view Of it, No, indeed,
l1lllN AldgCt SAW llltl Slt WIS lullou9lN .
wildly angry. He remembered always hay
ing written it down that beautiful women
were even more beautiful in anger. How,
he wondered, had he fallen into that error;
"Plcasc 60 not bore me" she said through
her teeth, with any further recital Of what
YOU are going to do. You seem to have u
fatal facility in that line. Your record of
accomplishment is pathctcally weak. And
Oh, what fool I've been. believed.
Even after last night, | believed"
No, she was not going TO cry. Hers was
no mood for tears What said the librcttist;
"Thcrc is beauty in the roaring Of the gale.
and the tiger when a lashing OF his tail. "
Such was the beauty of woman in anger.
And nothing to get enthusiastic about,
thought Nlagcc.
81 know" he said hclplcssly, "you'rc ter
ribly disappointed. And don't blame YOU.
But YOU will find out that you've done me
IN injustice. I'm going
"Onc thing said she, smiling a smile that
could have cut glass, "you are going to do.
know that you won't fail this time, because
shall personally see you through with it.