Meade County news., 1915-10-14

opening of the De Soto inn for the
summer season. For another. the
special train from the far South arriv-
ing at noon and bearing the first de.
tachment of the inns guests, had for
one of its Pullman passengers an
elderly gentleman with a strongly
marked Scottish face; a gentleman
with the bushy white eyebrows Of age,
the long upper lip of caution, the
dropping eyelid of irascibility. and the
bearing of man of routine; in other
words, Mr.. Andrew Galbraith, faring
northward on his customary summer
vacation, which-the fates intervening
he had this time determined to
spend at the Wahaskan resort.
For 4 third item, 1t was at three
o'clock of this same Wednesday that
Raymer came out OF Jasper Grierson's
bank with his head down and a cloud
on his brow; the cloud dating back
to an interview just closed, a short
and rather brittle conference with the
banks president held in Jasper Grier
sons private room. with the president
sitting at ease in his huge armchair
and his visitor standing, quite desti
tute Of ease. at the desk-end
Raymer's horse was only a short
half-square away, hitched in front of
the Winnebago house, and he went to
get 1t. But at the instant of unhitch-
ing, Miss Grierson's trap was driven
up and the untylng of knots paused
while he stepped from the curb to
stand at the wheel of the modish equi-
page
you are getting to be as bad as
all the Others" was the greeting he
got from the high driving seat You
haven't been at Mereside for an age
only once since the night you took Mr..
Griswold away from US. BY the way,
what has become of Mr.. Griswold? He
doesn't show himself in public much
oftener than you do"
81 think he has been getting to work
on his writing" said Raymer good
naturedly apologizing for his friend.
He'll come down out Of the clouds
after little. understand he dimes
at Doctor Bertie's tonight"
The young iron founder was looking
up into the eyes Of beguiling when he
said this, and, being a mere man, he
wondered what made them fash and
then grow suddenly fathomless and
broodlng.
When you see him, tell him that
we are still on earth over at Mere
side," said the magnates daughter
pertly; and moment later, as Ray.
mer was turning out of Main street
into Shawnee, he narrowly missed run.
ming over heavy-set man with a
dark face and dropping mustaches; /;
a pedestrian whose preoccupation
seemed so great as to make him quite
oblivious to street crossings and pass.
ing vehicles until Raymer pulled his
horse back into the shafts and
shouted.
One more small coincidence will
serve to total the items on the We'd
nesday page. II Broffin had not
stopped to look after the man who
had so nearly run him down, he
might have been crossing Main street
In front of the Winnebago at the pre-
else instant when Miss Grierson, with
young Dahlgren In the second seat of
the trap, came around the square and
pulled up to let her horse drink at
the public fountain
who Is that INSTRUMENTATION
man crossing over to the Winnebagc
house?" asked Miss Grierson of her
seatmate. indicating Broffin with a
wave of the whip, and skillfully max.
ing the query sound like the voicing
of the idlest curiosity.
Fellow named Broffln, from Louisi.
ana" said Dahlgren, who, as assistant
editor of the Daily Wahaskan, knew
everybody. Says he's in the lumber
business down there, but, 4 doubt 1t,
said the carpenter, and shed a bitter
tear"
Why do you doubt it?" queried
Miss Grierson, neatly flicking a fy
from the horses back with the tip oi
the whiplash.
"Oh, on general principles. guess
You wouldn't say he had any Of the
earmarks of a business man."
What kind of earmarks has he
got?" persisted Miss Grierson-merely
to make talk. as Dahlgren decided.
II don't know. We were talkine
about him at the club the other night
and Sheffield-he's from Kentucky
you know-thought he remembered
the name as the name of a moon
shine raider he'd heard of down In hi!
home state"
"a moonshine raider? What is that p
BY this time Miss Margery's curiosity
was less inert than 1t had been, or haC
seemed to be. at first.
"A deputy marshal, you know;
sort Of government policeman and de
tective rolled into one. He looks II
don't you think?"
Miss Grierson did not say what sh
thought, then, or later. when she SO
} Dahlgren down at the door of hi
newspaper Office in Sioux avenue Blu