The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1914-05-15
troubadour to implore weep No
More. My Lady" william Hallowell
Msgee had removed the u for

Msgee had removed the aus for
tears.
1t was a long vigil he had begun,
but there was no boredom in it for
Billy Magee. He was too great Il low
! er of contrast for that. AS he looked
around on the i'll assorted group he
, guarded he compared them with the
nights. about whom the girl had told
him. Instead of these Surly or sad
folk sitting glumly under the pistol Of
romantic youth he saw maids CARRIED
in the magic Of muslin fit through the
| shadows. Lights glowed softly. A
waltz came up from the casino on the
breath Of the summer breeze. Under
the red and white awnings youth and
JOY and love had their day-Or their
night. The hermit vas on hand with
his postal carded romance. The trees
gosSiped in whispers IN the mountain.
And. too, the rocking chair fleet Cos
siped in whispers on the veranda,
pauSing only when the admiral sailed
by in his glory. Eagerly it ran down
its game. This girl-thiS Myra Thorn
hill he remembered, had herself been
Il victim. After kcndrick disappeared
she had come there no more. for there
were ugly umO of the man who had
fed. Mr.. Magee saw the girl and her
long absent lover whispering together
i'm the freight. He wondered if they,
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in the summer; if they heard the waltz
in the casino and the laughter of men
in the grill room.
Ten O'Clock, said the town hall
pompously. She was at the station
now. In the room of her tears she
was waiting perhaps her only com
paniOn the jacky of the See the
World" poster, whose garb was but a
shade bluer than her eyes. Who was
she? What was the bride money of
the Suburban railway to her? Mr..
Magee did not know, but he trusted
her. and he was glad she had won
through him. He saw Professor Boil
ton walk through the Pickering half
light to join Myra Thornhill and Ken
drick.
1t must he half past by now. Yes
from far below in the valley came the
whistle Of a train. Now-she was
boarding it-she and the money!
Boarding it-for where? For what pur-
pose? Again the train whistled.
The SIEGE remarked Mr.. Magee.
els more than half over ladies and
gentlemen"
The professor of comparative litera-
ture approached him and took a chair
at his side.
Il want to talk with you. Mr.. Ma
gee he said.
"A welcome diversion" assented Ma
gee. his eyes still on the room.
81 have discussed matters with Miss
Thornhill." said the professor in a low
voice. "She has convinced me that in
this affair you have acted from q
wholly disinterested point Of view. A
mistaken idea Of chivalry, perhaps.
The i%nfatuation of the moment for Il
pretty face-a thing to which all men
with red blood in their veins are sus-
reptible-a pleasant thing that | would
be the last to want banished from the
world
Miss T%llornhill," replied Billy Ma
gee, has sized up the situation per-
~fectly-eXcept for II rather important
letail. 1t is not the infatuation of the
moment, professor. Say, rather, that
pf a lifetime"
"~Youth-how sure it always is of that.
! do not deprecate the feeling. Once.
long ago. l, too, had youth and faith.
We will not dwell on that. however.
Miss ThOrnhill assures me that Henry
Bentley, the son of my friend John
Bentley, esteems you highly. She as
serts that you are in every respect, as
far rs her knowledge goes, an admira-
bic young man. | feel sure that after
ain contemplation you will see that
what you have done is very unfortu-
nate. The package of money, which
in Il giddy moment you have given
into a young lady's keeping. is much
desired by the authorities as evidence
against a very corrupt political ring. l
am certain that when you know all
the details you will be glad to return
with me to Reuton and do all in your
power to help us regain possession of
that package
And now the town hall informed Mr..
Magee that the hour was II. He pic
tured a train flying like a black shad-
ow through the white night. Was she
on it-safe?
professor Bolton" he said, there
couldn't possibly be any n anywhere
more eager than l to learn all the de-
tails of this affair-tO hear your real
reason for coming to Baldpate inn and
to have the peroxide blond incident
properly classified and given its niche
in history. But let me tell you again
my action of tonight was no mere
madness of the moment. l shall stick
to it through thick and thin. Now.
about the bonds"
1.-The blonds". repeated the profess
sor dreamily. "Ah. yes. l must make
n small confession of guilt there. /