The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1913-04-10

to call upon a Washington lady WI
had been making life burden 70 ~
assistant and on coming out into rnt
avenue shortly after bethought me
the Asolando tea room. My INTERVIEW
with the committee of the sultofs ha'
driven from my mind practically ever.
consideration and every interest no
centered in Hopefield Manor. M.
thoughts turned gratefully to the Aso
lando. where only a few days ago
had been precipitated into the stranges
adventures my eventless life nae
known.
A strange face was visible at the
cashiers desk as | entered the tes
room. passed on, finding the place
quite full. but took 1t as good omeI
that the seventh table from the r1gn'
was unoccupied and / hastily approprl
ated 1t. A waitress appeared murmurlng
There are no birds In last years nest
and recommended Locker-Lampson
sandwich. whose contents the girl told
me were secret. but it proved to be
wholly palatabIe. AS l drank my tea
and ate the sandwich | surveyed the
decorated menu card with interest and
found pleasurable excitement In discoy-
ering an item directing attention TO
pickles a Ia HeZekiah, Is cents" The
delightful Hezekiah must, then, have
impressed herself upon the deus ey
machina of the Asolando on her brief
| day there, thus to have won this recog
milton. And further on | noted, among
the desserts, Peche Cecilie with even
greater interest and satisfaction.
Cecilia occupied my mind now. The
visit Of the furious suitors to my office
had stirred in me thoughts and aspira-
lions that had never known harborage
In my breast before. The presumption
of those fellows had exceeded any
thing had known in my contact with
human kind, and instead of frighten
ing me away from Hopefeld Manor
they had called my own attention to
the strategic Importance Of my pres
ent position as a guest in Miss Octa-
Was house.
AS these thoughts ran through my
mind | was finishing my Peche Cecilie
Il spurn all sweets ordinarily when
became interested in the unusual CON
duct of young woman who had en-.
tered the front door briskly and walk
ed with business-like air to the cash
ier's desk. The girl within the wicket
rose promptly, opened the screen and
without parley OF any sort mrtied
the contents of her till into the Wis
itor's reticule. With a nod and
smile and moments careless SURVEY
of the room. the girl departed. swing.
ing the reticule in her hand A long
roll she carried under her arm con.
frmed my identification It was Miss i.
Octavia HOLSTERS Swedish maid. and /,
the roll beyond peradyenture contain.
ed the plans she had obtained ct Pep. !.
perton's Office.
The girl was well featured. neat of ,
figure and becomingly gowned. and az
watched her leave the shop the Light !. !.
ness of her step, something SNOOPY
and flowing in her movements, inter
ssted me. l did not know what bust
hess she had to be robbing the Ase
ando money drawer, but it was alto
yether possible that she was the Hope
ield ghost!
On the whole, when I had finally
orn myself away from my assistant
Who made no attempt to conceal his
loubts as to my sanity, and had set
led myself In the Ala express with
he afternoon papers l was fully salts
led with the days adventures. had
old the coachman In the morning not
trot fo Dno m rot | .
nd | engaged the village liveryman
o drive me to the house for hire.
There's a heap O. talk In the vii
age," he observed They do say the
Id lady's cracked, if may so speak
f her. and that there's ghosts In the
ouse. And the conduct Of the gentle
len at the Prescott is most remark
BILE The words passed that they're
II dippy about the young Miss Hollis
er that lives with her aunt | reckon
II rich people are bit cracked. 1t
ppears TO go with the money. Mr..
assford Hollister-he's the old ladys !
just as bad as any Of 'em. I
esterday he sat In the village street
ountin' the number of people he saw Z
1eWlu gum. lou our uOClOr III luC
lllage he was figurin' the amount of
the American people put
ito gum chewin' every year and ex-
ects to find some way of usin' it to
In machinery. It's harmless, Doc
lys. He calls 1t just the HOLSTER
iosyncrasy, il that's the word But Il
reckon it's idiotsyncrasy all right 90
ish you good luck of your place, sir. p" n
He evidently believed me to be some IN,
'rt of upper servant, and this added
my joy of the day. With my good h.
lmor augmented by the interview
tered the house A strange footman -
limited me, and l went to my room +,
once without meeting any one else !.
The man followed me with pencil a.,
note, signed with Cecilia's initials, s,h
questing my presence below as soon IN,
possible, as she wished to see me A.
fore dinner. The thought that she Inc
Ished to see me at any time filled me ON
It'll elation, and her few lines, ~,
ratched on a correspondence card II
ere a pleasing addendum to our con- 40,
rsation of the morning. The finding he,
nv assistants telegraphed resigna- !,