The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1914-04-04

| the play. He showed, in short, that
he found her society wholly agreeable
upon every possible occasion. III this
| was in bad taste. if many or most, In
the usual guess. put it at the point OF
impropriety, John Rawn gave himself
no concern. The Rawn aristocracy be-
gan In him He founded it. was its
Charlemagne, its William the Conqner-
or, as ruthless. as regardless Of others.
as selfish. as megalomaniac as the best
of kings. Here, therefore. were two
aristocrats, They ran well In couple
1t is not to be supposed that glrl
so shrewd as Virginia Delaware could
| fail to realize the full import OF all
this She let the slings and arrows
| fall upon the buckler of her perfect
| dignity and her perfect beauty. but she
| felt their impact. She was perfectly
in hand, knew perfectly well her mind.
| knew perfectly well the price she must
pay. She let matters take their course.
knowing that they were advancing
safely and surely in one direction. that
which she desired. She was more
| skilled in human nature than her en-
| ployer. saw deeper into a mans heart
| than he had ever looked into a wom-
| ans,
And then, at last, the life schedule
| of Virginia Delaware was verified. At
last. the inevitable happened.
On one of these many trips to New
York. Miss Delaware had been alone
in her apartments at the hotel for
most of the afternoon. In the evening,
| before the dinner hour, she was sum-
| 80 NJ Do, tn nf
| the hotel parlors. At once she noted
his suppressed excitement He scarce
could walt until they were alone, in
a far corner OF the room. before ex-
planning to her the cause.
Il don't like to say this, Miss Della
ware" he began. but I've got to do
it,"
What do you mean, Mr.. Rawn?''
she replied In her usual low and clear
| tones.
| There's been talk"
Talk About WHAT"
| U.s."
! About us? What can you mean.
Mr.. Rawn?" she asked
| The world is SO confoundedly
small. my dear girl. that it seems ev.
erything you do is known by every
body else. OF course a man like my.
self is in the public eye; but we've
always minded our business, and it
ought not to have been anybody else g
business beyond that"
you disturb me. Mr.. Rawn, What
has happened?'
But now, tonight, now-just a
little while ago-I met this fellow Ack
erman-you know him-big man In
the company-used to be general traf
fic manager down in st. Louis, on the
old railroad where l began-well. he
was drunk. and he talked"
What could he say?"
He got me by the coat collar and
proceeded to tell me how much--how
much-well. to tell the truth, he con
nected your name and mine. If he
wasn't drunk-and director-Fd &c
down there yet and smash his face fol-
him. What business was it of his,
OF course. men don't mind such things
SO much. But when it comes to you
| why, my dear girl"
The truth has already been stated
regarding John Rawn; that. batra
| chan. halfdormant for almost hall
a century. and then putting into bust
ness what energy most men put into
love and sex. he had passed life OF
singular innocence, or ignorance, as
to womankind. He had never counte
nanced much gossip about women, be
cause he had little interest in the
| topic. The grande passion marks
most of us for it's own now and again
{, or is to be feared now and again; but
the grande passion had passed by John
Rawn. He was now approaching fifty
years OF age. Married he had been,
and divorced; but he had not yet been
| in love,
He now spoke to his like. his mate
IN the hunt, OF the opposite sex a
young woman who at that very mo-
ment was as beautiful a creature as
might have been found on all Man
haitian, woman known in all Man
haitian now as the mysterious Lady
OF the Lightnings." the goddess of the
stock certificates OF one OF the most
mammoth American corporations, a
creature over whom Manhattan's most
/ critical libertines were craZed-and
| helpless, moreover, a woman who. out
or all those In the great caravanserai
| at that moment might as well as any
have been chosen as the very type OF
| gentle breeding and of gentle woman
hood alike. But she had not yet been
In love.
i don't understand. Mr. Rawn." re
| peated she slowly. What possible
ground could Mr.. Ackerman have had !?
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