The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1914-06-05
TO LIFE and Love
AOderR PrOdigai Turned From
Folly to Wisdom Almost at
the Last Moment.
BY GEORGE eRANrAAM GAIN.

OhaHlps Elysees. NOW and then the
c~hugchug of an automobile CON
sumed the distance from the Place
de la Concorde to the Rond Point
IN a minute and disappeared as APP
idly toward the Place de rEtoile.
Henderson kicked the gravel i'm
patiently with his heel. His last ten
confines had been spent for the rent
Of the iron chair on which he sat.
He had been wondering if the ticket
Of the old woman who rented it to
him entitled him to occupy it all
night-or if he would be turned out
at midnight.
He had just committed the eyre
gious folly of eating an elaborate
meal-a very dainty meal, crowned
with great, tender, delicious straw
berries buried in a silver bowl full
Of whipped cream, set on a block of
crystal clear ice.
He was simply whimsical, and it
amused him to have. a jest-perhaps
q last jest-with fate. So when he
had faced that evening the alterna-
tive of pawning something from his
depleted wardrobe or going without
a meal, he had arrayed himself in
evening dress and taken his last day.
light garment to the Mont de Pete.
On a handsome winter overcoat
and a LOndon-made silk-lined suit,
scarcely worn, he had raised enough
money for his final fling at fortune.
Mice night, isn't it," said Gaze
move as he sat down on the adjoining
chair.
"Quite nice" said Henderson with
an a~ffectation of interest. what
you doing out here, Cazenove?"
Taking the air like Yourself"
said Cazenoye, as he rendered his
cigar case. "Healthful open-air life.
this in Paris. The riot of night life
on Broadway isn't much like this
busy subdued existence, is it? was
there last week"
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Hendefson's heart came up in his
throat. This link seemed to bring
him closer and closer to the old life
the life in Gods country, as every
expatriated American calls it, if only
under his breath.
Didn't know you'd been away"
said Henderson, tryingto control his.
voice that threatened to break for a
moment. >~NR
Just a over for three DAYS"
said Cazenoye. Had to see my part
ner. Saw your governor for a min
ute. He's looking we'll"
81 guess he's all right" said Hen
derson. He could not say much
more, since he hadn't heard from his
father in more than three months.
They sat watching the procession
Of carriages for several minutes ST.
lently. Then Cazenove said: 81
think I'll be going on. Dine with us
tomorrow P"
"Thanks," said Henderson. 81
mean, thank you, no. l can't. I've
an engagement"
Cant you break it? Ia it in
town."
Tes-that is, Cazenove, old
man"
"Well, Henderson? ?"
a think I've come to the jump
ing-off place, Cazenoye."
$50 l thought when l saw you sit
ting here
Cazenove smiled and sat down
again, balancing his cant. on one fin
ger to distract his eyes. Henderson
gave him a quick look.
81 didn't know l looked so seedy
as that" he said.
Ordinarily he would never have
thought to seek sympathy from Gaze
move. Cazenove was such a con-
founded cynic in everyday life. But
his manner was not unsympathetic-
nor was it Indifferent.
q cut myself off from the COVER
nor three months ago" said Hender-
son. at wasn't all my fault. He
was just as stubborn as l was"
Cazenove smiled a little; but he
didn't answer.
did he" Henderson besitated
a moment. did he tell You about
the grip
NO" said Cozenove.
u suppose the governor was
rsAt," Henderson went on lamelv.
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