Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-04-09

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Ihavs nsysf rspruacAsd Mn Putty.
bat 4 sho haA only Owen me the letter
70 reaA q had told mo The whole truth
instead q part Of II would have
undexstood and things would Ill have
besn didsrenk II II III very we'll for
her to cay that hooked worried
enough already. and that anyhow Il
was q family a6aie. I should have
been told
Al che dsd v1s 10 como up to me
- stood In the spring, with her
faoe perfectly white. and ask mo II
my Dtckys Carter was the Richard Car
ter who stayed at the Grosvenor in
town.
"He doesn't stay anywhere" I said.
With my fest getting cold. but that's
where he has apartments. What has
b been doing nowf'
you're expecting him On the eve
ming train. aren't your" she asked.
Don't stare Ike that: my fathers
watching
He ought to DO ON the evening
train" I said. wasn't going 10 say
I expected him. I didn't
Tho wrstch!" she cried. "the hate
lfu creature-as II things weren't bad
enough! I suppose he'll have TO come.
Minnie, but must see him before
he sees any one else"
Just then the bishop brought his
glass over to the spring.
Hot this time, Minnie" he said.
do you know. I'm getting the mineral
water habit, Pattyi I'm afraid plain
water win have no attraction for me
after this"
He put his hand over hers on the
rail They were old friends, the bish.
OPP and the Jenningses.
Bishop" she said suddenly. will
you do something for met"
Il always have. Patty" He was
very fond Of Miss Patty. was the
bishop.
'Then-to-night, not later than eight
O'Clock, get father to play cribbase.
win you? And keep him N the card
room until nine"
Another escapadei" he said. Pre-,
tending to be very serious. Patty,
Patty. youT b the death Of mo Jet
u thy servant dog that he should
do this thingf"
Certainly not" saSd Niss Patty
'.Just . dear. slightly bald, but otill
very distinguished slavei"
There will be plenty Of slaves 70
Kiss your little hand. where you are
Gsing. my child. he said. Sometimes
IWish that some nice red blooded boy
.AerSsAt shome-but dare ray twill
'tzfn out surprisingly we'll - It 10"
Bishop. Bhhop!" Mrs. Moody
called. "How naughty Of you, and
with your bridge hand waiting to be
heidi"
Well. knew Mr.. Dick had been mp
10 some mischief; had suspected it
al along. But Miss Patty went to bed.
and old Mrs. Hutchins. who's q sort
Of acknowledgements OF hers. said
she mustn't be disturbed. l was pref.
~ nearly sick myself. And when Mr..
Sam came out 1t I'VE O'Clock and said
he'd been in the long-distancs tele-
phone booth for an hour and had
called everybody who had ever known
Mr.. Dick, and that he had dropped
right OF the earth. I Just about gave
up.
Luckily Mr.. stitt was IN bed With .
mustard leaf over his stomach and ice
on his head. and didn't know whether
1t was night or morning.
At half past i've Just about gave
up. It was dark outside. and nothing
inside but freight. Suddenly I
seemed 70 feel somebody looking ct
the back Of my neck and turned
around. There was man standing
outside one Of the windows. staring In.
Ny first thought. Of course. was
that It was Mr.. Dick, but just % the
face vanished saw that 1t wssn't. It
was older by three or four years than
Mr.. Dicks and a bit fuller.
I'm not nervous. I've had TO hold
my own against chronic grouches too
long to have nerves. 30 went to the
door and looked out. The man came
around the corner just then and ]
could sec hin plainly n the freight.
He was covered with snow, and he
wore . sweater and no overcoat, but
he looked like gentleman.
II beg your pardon for spying" he
said. but the ire looked 80 snug!
I've been trying to get to the hotel
over there. but IN the dark I've lost
the path
That's not . hotel" I snapped. for
that touched me on the raw. That's
Hope Springs sanatorium, and this u
one Of the springs. You'd better come
In and get warm"
He shut the door behind him and
came over to the 0Fe.
I'm pretty we'll hosen,s ho said.
Don't b astonished II malt before
your eyss; I've hssn walking for
hours.s
Nov that had q better chance 70