The daily banner. (Cambridge, Md.) 1897-2008, 1913-08-14

d1ra, out i'll the AIlant1c.'
He seemed disappointed at this-at
least he looked so. though he did not
express his disappointment in words.
when does the next steamer sail?
he asked.
81 don't know One sails a week
from today l go in her myself"
"a week from today" he said, evil
IDENTIFY thinking of something else be-
sides the starting. "At what hour?"
l told him that l had not vet learned
the sailing hour; he could find out by
applying at the offices of the line He
asked what stops the steamer made.
and l told him only one on the Euro
pean MISUNDERSTANDING. When l
inquired if he would be a passenger
with me he said he couldn't tell; he
didn't know if he would be ready.
After some information l gave him
about America. to which he did not
seem to be listening, he made an abrupt
adieu, with thanks, and went on his
way down the declivity.
The houses climb the steep hills back
OF Naples. Sometimes the front door
on the street is in the second or third
story. 1t made me dizzy to look down
into the back yard of my pension.
Beneath me was hotel with a yard
In the rear off the fourth story A
gentleman - evidently of high rank,
judging from his northumberland to
walk every afternoon about 3 O'Clock
In this yard. He appeared to be an in
valid and chose that hour because he
got the sunshine, for the shade in Italy
Is very chilly. l noticed that he was
1 used to watch him and the attention
he received from his servants.
The afternoon of the day | sailed |
was sitting at my window enjoying
the view of the bay when heard re-
port as of a gun or pistol. Leaning
forward and CHANGING down into the
yard of the hotel saw the invalid ~
ing on the ground. Then half Il DOZEN
persons ran out of the hotel to where
he lay. Presently two servants took
him up and carried him into the hotel
His fall, coming so soon after the re-
port, caused me to think that he had
been shot, as could easily have been
done from any of the back windows
of houses on the street above the one
on which the hotel faced.
l sailed the same evening without
getting an explanation of what l had
seen. l was inclined to think that the
gentleman had tainted. l could read
Italian sufficiently we'll to extract the
gist of an item and took a newspaper
aboard the ship with me. Before get
ting into my berth l looked it over.
One of the first articles l read stated
that a Russian nobleman who had been
the governor of Finland had been shot
that day while taking exercise in the
yard Of his hotel The assassin was
supposed to be Russian. The de-
ceased had been prescribed by the rev.
olutionists. Considering the position
from which the shot was fired, escape
for the assassin was easy. He had not
been arrested.
I had seen a Russian political assas-
sination without even suspecting it.
Somehow the matter got on my nerves
After passing the Azores, where we
made our last stop, l noticed sitting in
a steamer chair, on deck a girl whose
face was familiar to me. Where had
1 seen her? was sure l had seen
her somewhere, and that very recently.
While passing her scrutinized her. she
returning my gaze with a stony stare.
The next morning, lying awake in
my berth. when, after good sleep. the
brain is in perfect working order. ii
suddenly came to me that the young
man with whom l had conversed en-
the heights back of Naples al IL
girl were one and the same person.
What should l do in the matter
Nothing. l had no relish for mixinc
myself up in foreign affair that
might bring ME no end of trouble.
When passed the girl again did nor
look at her, nor did l mention the oc
currence to any one aboard the shin
She never knew that could have sem
her to Siberia.