The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-03-11
lContinued from yesterday.l
CHATTER vi.
aFronn Tears TO Smiles"

,'ccu.snlZed the tie OF authorship, copy
III Il New York piper that he claimed
ID get each morning from the station
igent ana which helped him greatly.
Je said. in his eternal search for the
Woman As the meal passed. Mr.. Ma
gee gEluced it through, Twice he look
ed lIp from it to study keenly his queer
companions at Baldptite inn. Finally
he handed IL across the table to the
habertlasheg The dull yellow sun of q
winter uIorning drifted in from the
white outdcorS:Athe fire sputtered, gay
S in the CRATE: also Mr., Peters fail
ny for literature llHterfergd in no way
With his talents s5cook. The three
inishcd the repIst in great good hutnor.
md Mr.. AuSee handed round cigars.
"(icntlemen. he remarked. pushing
back his chnir, I'VE find ourselves in
peculiar position. Three lone men
knowing nothing of one another. we
have sought the solitude of Baldpate
mn Mt almost the same moment. Why.
Last night. before you came. Professor
Bolton. Mr. Bland gave me as his rea-
son for being here the story OF Ara
bella. which | afterward appropriated
as joke aud guye as my own reason
/ related to Mr.. Bland the fiction
about the artist and the besiegtng nov
elists We snapped stories when you
came 1t was our merry little method
of doubling each others word. Per
maps it was bud taste. At any rate.
looking at it in the morning light,
am inclined to return Mr.. BANDS Ara
behas and iuos.questions asked. BE is
agnin the lovelorn haberdasher. am
Inclined 81 10 believe, implicitly. your
story That is my proposition. No
doubts of one another. We are here
for whatever reasons we say we are"
The professor nodded graveiy.
Last night" went on AIR. Magee.
there was some talk between Mr..
Bland and myself about one OF us
leaving the inn. Mr.. Bland demanded
it. trust he sees the matter differ-
emily this morning. l for one should
De sorry, to see him go"
1--WE changed my mind said Mr..
Bland. The hook on his thin face was
not pleasant one.
81 havera letter to AIR. Quimby from
,rny old friend. John Bentley" said the
professors (which / am sure will win
me the caretaker's warm regard"
, MIR. MIgee looked at Bland.
''I'lI get Andy Rutter on the wire,'
said that gentleman. "Quimby viii
listen to him, guess"
Maybe" remarked Magee careless
". WHO is Lutter?"
Hes manager of the inn when it's
open," answered Bland. He looked
suspiciOusly ut Magee. IL only know
him slightly" he added.
Those matters you viii arrange for
yourselves" Mr.. Magee went on. y
shall be very glad OF your company if
you can fix it to stay. Believe it or
not-I forgot, we agreed to believe.
didn't we'll am here to do some writ
Ing. I'm going up TO my room now to
do little work. All ask of you gen
tlemen is that, as favor to me. you
refrain from shooting at each other
whfle~I am gone. You see, am tFyFT
ing TO keep crude melodrama-s out of
my stuff"
Il am sure" remarked Professor Boil
ton, that the use of firearms as a
means OF social diversion between Mr.
Bland and myself is unthought Of
Il hope So" responded Afagee.
There. then, the matter rests. We
are here-that is ALL" He hesitated.
as though in doubt. Then, with n de
cisive motion, he drew toward him
the New York paper. With his eyes
Ou Tue uGdQl4uGS ne
continued: II shall demand no further
explanations. And except for this
once shall make no reference to this
story in the newspaper, to the effect |
that early yesterday morning in |
laboratory at one OF our. leading uni
versities a young assistant instructor
was found dead under peculiar circum-
stances." He glanced keenly at the
bald headed little man across from
him Nor shall 4 make conversation
of the fact" he added, "thRt the pro-
lessor of chemistry 1T the university.
i man past middle age. respected high
y in the university circle is missing"
An oppressive silence followed this
remark. Mr.. BIund's sly eyes sought
quickly the professors fnce. The old
ar man sat staring at his. plate; then
&c raised his head and the round spec
.acfes were turned full on Magee.
''You are very kind" said Professor
Bolton evenly.
There Is another story in this pa
per" went on Mr.. Magee. glancing al
the haberdasher. ''that, 1t seems to
me. ought to taboo as table tGfk al
Raldpate inn, 1t relates thar a few
days ago the youthful cashier Of a
bank in a small Pennsylvania tOwi
disappeared with S30.aOO of the bank.s
funds No.. lie concluded. ~we arr
simply here. gentlemen and an
very glad ~ !at It 90 1t th1t."