Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1914-10-02

the man It was OF no consequences
that the new arrival called himself
Herr Rosen. He was assigned to
suite of rooms, and on returning to
the bureau, the proprietor squintsd
his eyes abstractedly. He knew every
woman of Importance at that time re-
siding on the Point. Certainly It could
be none Of these Himmell He struck
his hands together So that was it:
the singer He recalled the hints in
certain newspaper paragraphs, the lit
tie tales with the names left to the
imagination. So that was it?
What a womanl Men looked at her
and went mad And not so long ago
one had abducted her in Paris. The
proprietor threw up his hands in de-
spair. What was going to happen to
the peace of this bucolic spot? The
youth permitted nothing to stand in
his way, and the singers father was
a retired fighter with boxing giovesl
In the ballroom that evening that
little son of Satan called malice-afore-
thought took possession of Nora; and
there was havoc If a certain Amer
lean countess had not patronized her;
If certain lorgnettes implements Of
torture used by said son Of Satan) had
not been leveled in her direction; if
certain fans had not been suggestively
spread between pairs Of feminine
heads,-Nora would have been as
harmless as a playful kitten.
From door to door of the ballroom
her mother futtered like a hen with
a duckling. Even Celeste was dis
turbed for she saw that Noras con-
duct was not due to any light-hearted
fun. There was something bitter and
ironic cloaked by those smiles, that
tlnkle of laughter In fact, Nora from
Tuscany fiirted outrageously. The
Barone sulked and tore at his mus
tache. He committed any number
of murders, by eye and by wish. When
his time came to dance with the mis-
chief-maker, he whirled her around
savagely, and never said word; and
once done with, he sternly returned
her to her mother, which he deemed
the wisest course to pursue.
Nora you are behaving abomin
ablyl' whispered her mother, pale with
indignation.
We'll, l am having a good time
g.. Your dance? Thank you"
And a tender young American lee
her through the mazes of the waltz, as
some poet who knew what he was
about phrased It,
BY way of parenthesis: Herr RoseI
marched up the hill and down again
something after the manner OF Ger
tain warrior king celebrated in verse
] The object of his visit had gone to thu
ball at Cadenabbia. At the hotel h'
j demanded a motor-boat. There wa
+ none to be had. In a furious state o
r mind he engaged two oarsmen to roy
y him across the lake.
r And so it came to pass that whel
d Nora, suddenly grown weary of tn
play, full of bitterness and distastt
D. hating herself and every one else i
r the world, stole out to the quay t
d commune with the moon, she saw hir
e jump from the boat to the landing
d scorning the steps. Instantly she dre'
neT lace mantle ClOSely dDOul nCA lhS'
n 1t was useless. In the man the hun
k, er's instinct was much too keen.
r so have found you'll"
lie "One would say that l had been
ID hiding?' coldly.
le From me. always. | have left e.
at erything-duty obligations-to see
n you"
IN From any other man that might
I'd a compliment
e. Il am a prince" he said proudly.
H. She faced him with that quick res
ed luton, that swift forming of purpos
IT. which has made the Irish so difticu
as in argument and persuasion. wi
you marry me? VIII you make n
n your wife legally? Before all Il
ct world? Will you surrender, for Il
p- sake of this love you profess, yoi
right to a great Inheritance? WIN "
a risk the anger and the iron hand
no your father for my sake?"
I'M Herr Gottl l am mad" He &C
tie cred his eyes.
ne (TO BE Continued