Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1913-03-27

anced against another. Here was a
rare bit Of Capo di Monte, there q
piece Of Sevres or Canton. Some
houses, with their treasures, look K
museums, but this one did not The
owner had not gone mad over one
subject; here was a san and prudent
collector. The great yellow Chinese
carpet represented a fortune; she
knew enough about carpets to realize
this fact. worries, jades. la~pis-lazuli,
the precious woods. priceless French
and Japanese tapestries, some n
paintings and bronzes; the rooms
were full of unspoken romance and
adventure; echoed with wal and trag-
edy, too. And Fortune might have
married a man like this one. A pos
sibility occurred to her, and the ghost
Of a smile moderated the interest In
her face. They might be upon the
desert for weeks. Who knew what
might not happen to two such roman
tic simpletons?
The butler and the first man (who
was also the cook) were impeccable
types Of servants; so thought Reyn-
Odds. They moved silently and an
ticipated each want. Reynolds deter
mined that very afternoon to drop a
line to Jones and compliment him
upon his good taste in the selection
of his friends. A subsequent press OF
office work, however, drove the deter
mination out Of his mind.
} The instant his car carried him out
of sight, a strange scene was enacted.
: The butler and the first man seized
the Major by the arms, and the three
executed a pas-seul. Mrs. Chedsoye
eyed these manifestations of Joy ston-
> lily.
Nov then, what's been done?'
asked the Major, pulling down his
! cuffs and shaking the wrinkles from
his sleeves.
:. Half done!" cried the butler.
: where's that wallsafe?" the Major
i wanted to know.
= Behind that sketch by Detaille."
And the butler, strange to say, pro-
nounced 1t Deti.
"Can you open it?"
"Tried, but failed. Wallace is the
man for that"
He'll be along in an hour or 30"
where's Ryanne?"
Don't know; don't care" The Ma
Tor sketched the predicament Of theil
fellow-conspirator.
The butler whistled, but ~callously
One more or less didn't matter in sucl
an enterprise.
When Wallace arrived he applied
his talent and acquired science to tn,
wall-safe, and finally swung outward
| the little steel door. The Majo
pushed him aside and thrust a han
into the metaled cavity, drawing GU
an exquisite Indian easket Of rost
wood and mother-of-pearl He opene
the lid and dipped a hand within. En-
n eralds, deep and light and shaded, Gu
and uncut and engraved, fawed an
almost perfect. He raised a hsldfr
and let them tinkle back into tn
casket. One hundred In all, beautie'
every one Of them, and many famous
II And while he .toyed with then
pleased as a child would have bee
III over a handful Of marbles, Mrs. Che
III soye spread out the ancient Yhiorde
III in the library. She stood upon tt
III central pattern, musing. Her moe
was not one which she had called mi
being; not often did she become re
respective; the past to her was 9
ways like a page in a book, once d
ished, turned down. Her elbow
one palm, her chin in the other, 81
\ stared without seeing. 1t wal tn
al house, this home, it. raj each sign
M riches without luxury or ~ostentatio
where money expressed itself by tas
2 and simplicity; a home such as 81
had always wanted. And why, wi
all her beauty and intellect, why HI
she not come into possession? s
knew. Love that gives had new
been hers; hers had been the 10
!, that receives, self-love. She had b;
tered her body once for riches a
One had been fooled, and she never cot
le,' do it again. And the en-
to was overlooking with the love tn
gives.
and The furry Of snow outside in t
ling court she saw not. Her fancy
The formed the pretty garden at Mentor
inclosed by pink-washed walls. Ma
ked a morning from her window she d
eft. watched Fortune among the iowe
r a going from one to the other, like
bee or a butterfly. She had watch
Mrs. her grow, too, with that same deta
,ver ment a m~achinist feels as he puts
into gether the invention Of another M
With Would she ever see her again? /
fab shoulders moved ever so little. Pr
ably not. She had Numbered wilfuI
She should have waited, thrown
best two together, unanswered. And
Z off had permitted this adventure to
get sess herl She might have stood vi
in this house by right of law, moth
was hood, marriage. Ryanne was in Il
with Fortune, and Jones by this Il
luck might be. The desert was q terri
nder lonely place.
arm she wished 1t might be Jones. 4
ited Immediately retrospection died az
vic from her gaze and ~actualities
sumed their functions. The wish :
out not without a phase Of humor, tori
oms. as It was upon this magic carpet;
llent It nowise disturbed the gravity Of
per expression
bal GRO M coNTTHUNDj
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val attack comes on much sooner. un'
ound stand, It'll cure your headache.