The evening world., 1914-04-20


- It's brightness seemed a
good omen. II thrilled her:
she gave q squirm OF contentment
upon the hard pillows Of tho best bed
In the best room Of the Palace Hotel.
She never had awakened In . room
In the isast like II. and the nossless
water. pitcher. the faded ingram car
pet. the pine chair repaired With bal
Ing wire. the hotel hairbrush chained
safely to the vail. all were novelties
which evoked from Nan . sirlish
siGgie Of amusement.
She was alive TO tho finger tips with
eager interest and anticipation. and
she sprang out with IN animation
which she had not felt h months.
At the lowered window she filled her
lungs with the sweet. pinoa-scsntsd
air. and began to sing bubbling notes
without tune like those Of the water
ousel In early spring.
She dressed quickly and stepped lit
to tho sunahins.d flooded court Of tho
ons.stosy dsbs hotel. Il was to her
romantic. youthful mind like stepping
into new life In another world which
was to be a. interesting ~ the devel-
opment Of chapters In . book. with .
denouement which none could Guess.
II Nan was interested In Hopedale.
Hopsdsle rsciprocstsd with q fsrvency
which was little short Of feverish. On
the surface there was nothing TO In
dictate the Quiver4ng curiosity OF It's
inhabitants. ana Nan could not know
when che pasoea through the once on
her way to the hinino.room that each
casual lounger was . human interro-
cation point.
Nothing feminine in the least re-
sembling Nan ever had appeared In
Hopedals. and her social status. her
excuse for being there. had been ar
gusd pro and con far into the night.
One OF three reasons accounted Tor
the few American women who came TO
this struggling adobe village firy
miles from the terminus Of n branch
railroad, and these reasons were.
namely-relatives In the vicinity. de-
luded notions concerning Hopedale -
q fertile field for canvassing for some
thing, or the quite frank purpose OF o
temporary sojourn at Dona Marian
nan dance-hall.
The dining room, which was empty
when she entered. began to fill with
suspicious rapidity. and the landlord.
with q diamond shirt-stud slttsrinS
In his rumpled bosom, appeared IN the
doorway and looked hard from one
late conner to the other.
"IIooks like you all oversight your
self this mornin'," he said. m6nif,-
cantly.
70 a man. the boarders cast furtiva
gIances at Nan and grinned sheep
ishly.
"That cyanide what you passes
over the bar makes q man sleep as
n he was dsad." came the rctort
finally from q rash youth at whom
every one stared for daring to raise
"IAng," shouted he landlord. quit
your millin' around and cit hero With
this Iady's grub" He spoks TO a
panic. stricken Chinaman. Then.
clearing HE throat and inhaling a
breath which placed . strain upon
his shirt studs. ne inquired:
what misot call your name.
miss?, Ny name H. Poth-Fr'tz
Taken somewhat esack. Nan hest.
tated. then. raising her smiling syss
t to he landlords '1D'''-nt race she
"0albrsath-Miss 0aibraith."
Mr.. Poth promptly scrsped ono toe
around the other heel In low DOW
and said heartily:
proud 10 know YOU, ma'am. and
welcome to our city,
Tho landlords ease and unexpect-
Cd knowledge Of social forms nlled
his guests with surprise and envy.
Not content with his triumph. Mr..
Poth waved . jewellsd hand toward
h. vvrilH -lnoktnN man
the end OF the long table and con-
tinusd:
'I'll make You acquainted with
Old Man Fitzpatrick"
"Old Man" Fitzpatrick had just bit.
ten on a sixable piece OF bread and
there was ono agonised second In
which he was undecided whether 10
remove II or to risk strangulation
and swallow II whole.
There was a general feeling Of re-
lief when he compromised by thrust =
Ing It into his check. where. though
protrudinH like q squirrels pouch. II
enabled him to articulate.
How air your" he inquired affably
while a bright red rose above his
beard and spread over his forehead
Like t'mAks you acquainted with
Sour Dough Sam" Again the land :
lord waved hts Jswsilsd hand.
In response. q red-haired man
sprang IKE . shot from bis chair and
executed . bow In imitation Of Mr..
Poth's.
Much Obliged TO meet YOU" ne
said heartily: then. turning upon Mr..
Poth. he demanded hsrcely:
what you introducin' mo a. Sour
Dough Sam fort Maybe you think
amt got no regular namsf"
The landlord returned calmly;
"Never heevd OF none"
"MoCAnreys my name-McCaffre
and don't You forget it!"
Mr. McCaHrsy sat down hard
breathing heavily, ana jerked at his
plata which had stuck 70 the red
tahlecloth. He used considerable en-
srgy. thereby making . kind Of ten,
Of the tablscloth which upset the
pitcher OF wsil-wstsrsd CONDENSED
milk
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