The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1914-12-13

company s ONCE.
Pulling pocket edition Of Shakespeare
from his pocket-for Trinler. was a student
he opened it and idly turned the pages.
His eyes raught the printed types:
do spy a kind OF. hope
Which Graves as desperate an execution
AS that is desperate which we would pre-
vent.'
What ninny he was, to be sure! Of
course there was hope, big hope. 1t sureed
in his breast and raced in his veins Il viii
be desperate" he said, half aloud.
Trinler's musings were broken by COM
motion half way down the coach. A woman
seated between two men was talking aloud.
The little black dots are coming she
cried. The train will never get by them.
They are coming just as they did the night
they started from the beef steak. Call the
conductor and tell the engineer, or we'll have
a wreck! They're coming faster and faster:
quick, oh, merciful God, don't let them xiii
these people!'
Crazy woman observed the passenger
seated opposite Trinler. "Those are guards
and they are taking her to an asylum"
In a fever Of anxiety, Trinler left the train
at Blinkield and after an hours agonizing
wait, another train, northbound, drew l,p at
the station. He walked out to mingle in the
crowd and almost the first person he met was
Dorothy Wells.
Well, bless my heart" she exclaimed.
What in the world are you doing here?"
On my way home from Pittsburg. Inn
portant business trip, " he explained. .fWhith-
er are you bound?"
TO Larchmont to visit Edith Hartley, my
old school chun."
Then the lightning struck Trinler. GAS
lot -,
he said mentally. Another train steamed up.
Your train didn't arrive any too soon,"
said ne to Dorothy and he hustled her aboard.
He found seat for her in the chair car and
walked bcak to the conductor.
i am an attendant at the Belmont asvl-
UNI, he informed the trainman, "and / am
taking that young woman in there to it. She
VIII probably raise disturbance, but know
how to handle her. She has the delusion that
she goes in the wrong direction when trav
cling"
Pretty young thing" observed the con-
ductor. Great pity; great pity. Belmont
seems to be doing a rushing business. Had
two crazy ones on my last trip. One was
President Wilson-Ha! has
Dorothy" said Trinler in quiet firm
voice, when he had returned to his seat, will
you do me the honor to become my wife?'
johnson Trinler, if you start that here.
regard for propriety, if you please. Don't
you realize that we are in railroad coach
filled with people? We have gone over that
thoroughly and you know as well as / do that
THAT well, you know, haven't made up
my mind yet Besides, you can't"
Il can and will. You are going back to
Selborne with me and we are going to be
married" He smiled grimly
What monstrous impertinencew exclaim-
Ind anil
lost your mind? The very idea-we're going
to Larchmont. You-gracious, why didn't
think of it before? Iou are not going north
and johnson, what does this mean" She
wheeled her chair and looked out the window.
"l-Oh, there is Waverly; it is it is! am
on the wrong train. Johnson, you are an UNI
speakable brute, you are. Mary Leasing has
been expecting me for that party and she
will be as mad as hornet and-you are not
gentleman, sir. hate you Do not dare
to speak to me any more. Conductor, con-
ductorw That person was just coming down
the coach.
Il have boarded the wrong train by mis-
take, conductor. i was going to Larchmont' y
Dorothy went on explaining her plight.
That's all right, my young lady; that's all
right. Your friend will take you there, never
fear
But we are going in the wrong direc-
tion."
All, no, indeed, ma'am; you're going in
same around here He backed away ner-
vously.
Dorothy fell back against her seat aghast.
She appealed to other passengers, but re-
ceived the same sort of response, all of them
regarding her with marked reserve and Curl
osity Then she cried. Trinler tried to
cheer her up, but received nothing but frigid
commands not to speak to her. Twice She
started to the coach ahead, but each time was
forced back into her seat by Trinler and the
conductor.
her eyes with her handkerchief and looked