Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1914-11-20

| happiness. What do you think OF
thatl" he murmured Same brand the
| old boy used to smoke. And II he pays
anything less than sixty apiece for 'em
| at Wholesale, I'll eat this one"
He lighted his cigar. and gave him
self up to the delights of 1t.
Courtlandt doomed In the doorway.
Comfortable"
Perfectly. Good cigar. comfortable
chair, fine view"
Young men began to drift in and
out. The air became heavy with
smoke, the prevailing aroma being
that of Turkish tobacco of which Har-
riEan was not at all fond. But his cigar
was so good that he was determined
not to stir until the coal began to
tickle the end OF his nose. Since
Molly knew where he was there was
no occasion to worry.
Abbott came in, pulled cigarette
case out OF his pocket, and impatiently
struck a match. His hands shook a
little and the fare OF the match re-
vealed pale and angry countenance.
Hey, Abbott, here's seat. Get
your second wind"
Thanks" Abbott dropped into the
chair and smoked quickly. Very
stuffy out there. Too many"
you look IT, Having a good timer
"Oh, finel" There was q catch In
the laugh which followed, but Harri-
gan's ear was not trained for these
subtleties of sound. How are you
making out?"
I'm getting acclimated. Where's
the colonel tonight7 He ought to be
around here somewhere"
Il left him few moments ago."
When you see him again, send him
in. He's a live one, and like to hear
him talk"
'1'll go at once" crushing his olga
rette in the Jeypore bowl
Whats your hurry? You look like
a man who has Just lost his job"
Been steering a German countess
She was wound up to turn only one
way. and l am groggy. I'll send the
colonel over. By-by."
Now, what's stung the boy?"
Nora was enjoying herself famously
The men hummed around her like bees
around the sweetest rose. From time
to time she saw Courtlandt lowering
about the outskirts. She was glad he
had come; the lepidopterist is laten
! or active In most women; to impalS
the butterfly, the moth, falls easily int
a., the daily routine. She was laughing
and testing with the men. Her mother
, stood by, admiringly.
This time Courtlandt gently pushed
his way to Nora's side.
May | have a dancer" he asked
You are too late" evenly. Sh'
:. was becoming used to the sight o
him, much to her amazement.
Il am sorry"
why, Nora, l didn't know that you
card was filed" said Mrs. Harrigan
She had the maternal eye upon Court
: landt
Nevertheless" said Nora sweetly
1T is fact"
Il am disconsolate." replied Court
landt, who had approached for form
. sake only. being fully prepared for
of turning up late" with a significanc
: which only Nora understood.
$50. those who are late must su
fer the consequences"
Supper"
THE Barone rather than you"
L The music began again, and Abbot
whirled her away. She was dressed
;. Burmese taffeta, rich orange. In tn
i dark of her beautiful black hair ther
" b1 81 1I.,s a
II Indian-princess necklace Of emerald
and pearls was looped around her da
l. zling white throat.
5 Unconsciously Courtlandt sighed a
. dibly, and Mrs. Harrigan heard tn
L. note of unrest.
D. who is that?" asked Mrs. Harrigal
Flora Desimone's husband, II
% duke. He and Mr.. Harrigan we're ha
70 ing quite conversation In the smol
room"
What" In CONSERVATION.
"They were getting along fine
o. when l left them"
y Mrs. Harrigan felt her heart sin
~ The duke and James together meal
u nothing short of a catastrophe; II
James would not know whom he ws
addressing, and would make all ma
70 ner of condolences She knew som
" thing would happen If she let him OF
Of her sight He was eternally talkir
to strangers.
y Would you mind telling Mr.. Harl
gan that l wish to see him?"
mot at all"
Nora stopped at the end of the ba
70 room. Donald, let us go out into Il
t, garden. l want breath of air d
~ you see herr"
Couldn't help seeing her. 1t WI
is the duke, | suppose. 1t appears tn
IL he is an old friend Of the duches
s. Wen go through the conservatory. II
W a shortcut"
ct The night was full OF moonshine;
danced upon the water; It fired d
10 fligree tops of the solemn cypress;
Of laced the lawn with quiveril
shadows; and heavy hung the cloyil
=" nerfuma of the lockwood hedges