New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-10-05


AIR an association that dates from Esau; IN exclusive
COMPANY can tell YOU, which black-balled brother
Jacob and made Francois Vllon IFS laureate. 1t IS the
only club I'm the world where the possession Of money IS
looked on with suspicion. Imagine vagabond IN a SIX
thousand-dollar motorcar.
She opened her eyes wide and threw out her hands
with homeless gesture "rut I'm not responsible
for the money. I didn't make IT, ! don't see why |
haven't Just as much right to Doc a vagabond as you
have.
He examined her amusciy. you would have the
right perhaps if it wasn't for your unfortunate Millions
It,, too bad I'm really very sorry for YOU.
His IRONY passed beyond her. Il am a vagabond,
she insisted 81 haven't single conventional instinct
I've never had hate convention It cttcrS and STILES
me. My money # YOU only knew how loathe the
RESPONSIBILITIES the endless formalitcs the people who
prcy upon me and those who would like to- the oadyng
Of the older people the hypocrisy Of the younger ones
II isn't that they care for have friends No one
So rich rs am can have friends. distrust everyone.
Sometimes I've thought Of going away from 1t all
disappearing and never coming back again I'm so
tired Of having everything | want! ! want to want
something can't get. | am weary Of everything that
lie can offer me- have TO choose unhealthy excite
r1cnts 10 keep my soul alive. Speed danger they re
the only things that TO make life worth while.
He shook his head as She paused for breath.
ooh know YOU think I'm mad. ! seem so by con-
trst to your content You seem so happy, Mr. Mark
ham"
Il am. he said All vagabonds are happy.
She looked at him obviously as though She might by
chance discover his secret Of life; but he lit his pipe and
pulled it silently.
"What is your secret of happiness Mr.. Markham
She asked wistfullv Tell me, won't YOU
AN open hand m easy shoe, and hope to make the
dav 20 through" he quoted with quick laugh.
"What cSc?'
"Thirst-and good inn to qucnch it at.
Yes"
~ conscience, he finished, with little on ia purse
with little in it. You see the Ancient Order OF Naga-
bonds never used purses unless they other pco
ples" He Glanced with laugh down the road toward
the scene of Ilermias accident "\l OF which is inter-
esting ne said with practical air; but 1t doesn't
exactly solve the problem OF how were to get YOU to
Tro,lvillc in time for dinner with Countess Tcherny.
He took a road map from his pocket and spread 1t out
on his knapslcli between them while Hernia peered
over his shoulder and followed his long foreilnger.
"Evrcrx ConchcS, Brctcu-wc must be about here
es-ani there's your crooked railroad. 1t goes
around to Evrcux, where there's a thorough line to the
coast You might hire a horse and wagon but even
then YOU would hardly get to EvrcuX before sunset
Miss Challoncr I'm afraid you'll not reach Trouville
tonight
~Oh. don't care, she said. It's matter Of in
difference to me whether | reach IrouvlIc at all.
But your friends will worry.
"Oh, no | could wire them, suppose
"Yes, and there's good inn at EvreuX. But we had
better be going at once.
LIE folded his map, put it into his pocket and rose,
singing his knapsack across his shoulder and offer
ing her a hand to rise But she didn't move or look at
him. She had pucked blade Of grass and was nbbling
at it, her gaze on the distant landscape to the south
ward.
wait a moment, please. 1--we something more to
say to YOU
He looked at her keenly then leaned against the boc
OF 4 tree listening.
IL don't know just what you'll think of me, but
if II didn't feel pretty that you'd understand
what mean don't think I'd have the courage TO speak