The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-03-05

lyon honor my poor iLnd drafty
honse. said Mr.. Magee. This way
He mounted The stairs. After him
followed the youth OF tiaslIy hahili-
nIeiits. IoDlSing fenrfnlly about bin iis
he went. He scented surprised that
they came 10 Magee's room without In
cident. Inside. AIr. Magee drew mp an
easy chair before the iire and offered
his guest a cigar.
"Yom must lie cold he said. ''sit
here "A b:id night strnnger, as TREY
remark in stories. =
You've said il. replied the young
man. icceisitng the cigar Thanks.
He walked. 10 the door leading into the
hail and opened it about foot. I'm,
afraid.'' he explained loosely. wei
get 10 talking and miss the breakfast
BELL. He dropped into the chair and
lighted his cigar at a candle end. Say.
you never can tell. can you? Climbing
up old BnIipate / thought to myself
that hotel certainly makes the Saharn
desert look like coy corner. And
here you nre. as snug and comfortable
and ut home as il you were in Har-
lem fat You never can tell. And
what Ils1,y2 The story of my life?"
You might relate" Mn Magee told
him, that portion OF it that has led
you trespassing on n gentleman seek
ing seclusion Mt Baldpate inn.'
.'Trespassing, eh?'' said the young
man. Far be 1T from me to quarrel
with man who smokes as good
cigars as you do. but there's something
/ haven't quite doped out. That Is
who's trespassipg me or you e
'.NIy right here" said Mr.. Magee, us
fndisputable."
.'Its a big word" replied the other,
but you can tack it to my right here
and tell no lie We can't dispute, so
let's drop the matter. With that set
tied I'm encouraged to pour out the
story of why you see me here tonight.
far from the maddinG crowd. Have
: you stray tear? You'll need it It's
a sad. touching story. concerned with
haberdashery and trusting heart.
and n fair woman-fair. but. oh, how
falsev'
Proceed laughed Mr.. Magee. ''I'm
an admirer of the vivid imagination.
Don't curb yours. ! beg of YOU"
"It's all straight" said the other in
a hurt tone. Every word true. My
name Is Joseph Bland. My profession.
until love entered my life. was that
OF haberdasher and outfitter. In the
city of Reuton, fifty miles from here.
/ taught the Beau Brummeis of the
thoroughfares what was doing in Lon
don in the neclitie line. I sold them
coats with padded shoulders and col
lars high and awe inspiring. was
happy, twisting a piece of silk over
my hand to show them how it would
look on their heavtng bosofns. And
then-she came"
Mr.. Bland pulled on his cigar.
Yes" he said, ''ArubeIla sparkled on
the horizon of my life. When | have
been here III the quiet for about two
centuries, maybe ! can do justice to
her beauty. !, / won't attempt to de-
scribe her now. | loved her-madly.
She said made hit with her.
spent on her the profits or my haber-
dashery. whispered-ma marriage She
didn't scream. L had my wedding
necktie picked out from the samples
If drummer from Troy.
From here on-the. tear spoke OF.
please. There flashed on the scene
man she had known and loved in Jer-
sey City. said flashed He did-Just
that A swell dresser-say. he had
John Drew beat by two mauve neck
ties and a purple frock coat. ] had
haberdashery back of me. No use
de outdfessed me. saw that Arabel-
ta's love for me was waning. With
his channels gloved hands that new
guy famed the ancient tn""
He paused. Emotion or the smoke
of the cigar-choked him.
Lets make the short story shorter,
he said. she threw me down. In my
haberdashery thought it over. ! wi''
blue. bitter. resolved on drf;tafu
step. In the night ] wrote ter 4 ie:
ter and carried it down 10 the box ana
posted it. Life without Arabella. said
the letter. was Shakespeare with Ham
let left out. 1t limited ut the river
carbolic acid. revolvers Yes; posi-
ed it, Aud then
And then" urged Mr.. Magee.
Mr.. Blind felt tenderiy of the horse
shoe pin in his purple tie
..Tbis is lust betwecn MS he said
AT that point the trouble began
came from my being naturally yer:
Grave man. could have died-"lSs
rhe brave thing was 10 live tn 2
IN day after day devoid Of Arabella
,ay. that tauk courage. ! Wanted
- it. I'm u courageous man. as
say"
''You seem 81. Mr.. MaSee agreed.
Lion hearted. ;,sScnted Mr.. Bland.
II determined to show my nerve and
i've But there WAS my letter to Ara
bella. j feared she wouldn't appre-
ciate my bravery Women are dull
sometimes. II came to me maybe she
would hc hurt II ! didn't keep my
word and die, So had to-disappear.
had i friend mixed III, in affairs at