Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1914-12-16

chanicaIly upon the arm that was Of
fered me and followed the old officer
and my friend. Luckily at that mo-
ment the crowd was cheering the
huge, black, portly coachman OF the
Maharajah of Travancore. under the
impression that he was that potentate
nmself, and so attention was distract
ed from the little drama In which we
played our roles.
your presence makes this event
seem like my own coronation, my
bright-hafred sun-goddess," whispered
my escort, as we passed between two
lanes Of policemen.
was SO angry could have struck
him. My hair is my most sensitive
feature. have been called Carrots"
in my childhood, and made miserable
for days thereby, and Mary Jenner IN
sists that 1t is emphatically not what
the poets call auburn" That horrid
little Mr.. Spratt, TOO, who was so smlt-
ten with me, had reused my ire one
evening by an untactful allusion which
was meant to be complimentary. But
had never before been Knocked by
stranger, by a man whose name did
not even know, whom had met once
only, and then as Competitor No. 6"
in an aviation contest Did he sup
pose American girls to be so shallow
and foolish as to accept these half.
baked compliments for genuine?
loathed and hated him then more than
had ever hated anybody before.
However, being a Frenchman, he
had the perspicacity to read my emo
tons in my face.
Forgive me If offended, Made.
moiselle," he said, lumbly. IF you
delay we shall not be able to gain
admittance. See, that policeman sus-
poets us. Let us go in"
let him draw my arm through his
own. A fatal indecision possessed
me. own did want to see the cor.
onation, and wanted Estelle to do
so, too, If only to save her reputation
in her native city Of Cedar Plank
Then, too, was faint from the long
standing in the sun, and hardly in full
possession of my faculties. AS
u1OF6Q OAWdIu tOWdIu Iu0 AODCy
doors, pace behind the elder man and
Estelle, suddenly the cry "Pickpock'
cts" was raised again. clutched my
purse tighter. And then, while
moved on, half conscious, eager only
for the cool seciusion of the interior
of the building, as In a dream l saw
the evil face of the Greek Zeuxts
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brushed against my companion.
thought / saw his hand go to his
breast pocket, as though to search It
It was the act of a moment; / could
not be sure that he had really robbed
him, and then the recollection OF II
was driven from my mind by the most
humiliating catastrophe.
Zeuxts swept past me; there was
little rush of spectators; somebody
struck my hand, and my purse flew
from it and disappeared right in the
hollow top of one of the old gentle
mans buff boots. And he WALKED on
serenely unconscious of the disaster
carrying my $500 and the key to the
vault which held my Panama bonds!
Suddenly the murmur of thousand
subdued voices broke upon my ears
and q grateful GOODNESS relieved my
tired eyes. We were within the Ao-
hey, marching up one of the atsles as
though by right equivalent with thar
OF the five hundred peers and peer
esses In brilliant robes, who sat Dan
ding their coronets upon their knees
and looking uncommonly common
place and unimportant in that VaSs
Gothic building.
TO BE Continued