The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1915-01-22

I tags in the Hills: s.7pendous cass
games: and what had become OF -
and-so. who always drank his whisky
neat: and t's-his-name, who ~
vented cures for snake bites!
Abbott deliberately pushed over n
oak bench. Am l host here or mott"
ABBY. old man, how are you?" said
C%ourtlandt, smiling Warmly and hold
ing out his hand. My apologies: bu!
the colonel and l never expected 70
see each other again. And | find him
talking with you up here under this
roof. It's marvellous"
Its = wonder you wouldn't drop .
fellow a. line" said Abbott, in q fault
finding tone. as he righted the bench.
When did you Gomez?
Last night. Came up from Come
Going to stay long,"
That depends. | am really on my
way to Zermatt. I've a laundering to
have another try at the Matterhorn.'
Think OF that" exclaimed the
colonel. He says another try
You came a roundabout way" Was
tAc dllISl NOIllIcAl.
'Oh, that's because l left Paris for
Brescia. They had some good flights
there. Wonderful year! They cross
the channel in an airship and discover
the North Pole"
"Pah, Neither will be OF any use
to humanity: merely a fine sporting
proposition" The colonel dug into his
pocket for his pipe. But what do
you think Of Germany"
Fine country" answered Court.
landt, rising and going to a window;
fine people. too. Why"
do you-er-think they could whip
u.s."
ON land, yes"
The DEVIL"
o water, no"
Thanks. In other words. 0 be-
lieve our chances equalo"
so equal that all this war-scare is
pifle. But l rather like to see YOU
English get up in the air occasional
ly. It will do you good. You've an
idea because you walloped Napoleon
that you're the same race you were
then, and you are not. The English
speaking races. as the arst soldiers,
have ceased to be-"
Well. l Re DEM" gasped the colonel.
Its the truth. Take the American.
he thinks there is nothing in the world
but money. Take the Britisher. to
him caste is everything. Take the
money out OF one mans mind and the
Importance of being well-born out OF
the other -" He turned from the
window and smiled at the artist and
the empurpling Anglo-Indian.
Abbott" growled the soldier. that
man will some day drive me amuck.
What do you think. One night. on a
tiger hunt. he got me into an argu.
ment like this. A brute of . beast
jumped into the middle Of it. Court.
landt shot him on the second bound.
and turned to me with-'Well, as I
was saying. | don't know to this day
whether it was nerve or what you
Americans call gall"
Divided by two" grinned Abbott.
"Ha. l see: half nerve and half gall.
I'll remember that. But we were talk.
ing OF a%irships."
Il vas retorted C%ourtlandt. You
were the nan who started the pow
WOW" He looked down into the street
with sudden interest. Who Is that"
The colonel and Abbott hurried
across the room.
What did | say. Abbotto told
you l saw him. He's crazy: fact.
Thinks he can travel around incognito
when there isn't a magazine on earth
that hasn't printed his picture"
Well. why shouldn't he travel
around II he wants to-" asked Court
landt coolly.
The colonel nudged the artist.
There happens to be an attraction
in %Bellaggio,' said Abbott irritably.
The moth and the candle" sup
plemented the colonel. peering over
C~ourtlandt's shoulder. Hes we'll set
up" grudgingly admitted the old fsl-
low.
tTO BE Continued