University Missourian. [volume] (Columbia, Mo.) 1908-1916, 1915-07-08
Continued from last issue)

MY boy" Trimmer was saying, Il
have made the public stop, look and
listen. When | get my last publicity
in the shape of an In Memoriam' let
them run that tag on my headstone.
And the story of me that | guess will
/ be told longest after | am gone. Is
the one about the grape juice that ]
i"
He paused His audience was not
! listening: he felt it intuitively. Mr..
! Minot sat with his eyes on the Lileth.
! In the bow of that handsome boat
red light had been waved thrcH
times.
"Mr Trimmer" MinOt said. your
tales are more interesting than the
classics" He stood. Some other
time | hope to hear continuation of
them. Just at present Lord Harrow
by-or Mr.. if you prefer-is waiting
to hear what arrangement | have
made with you. You must pardon
me-"
IL can talk as we walk along" said
Trimmer. and proved it. In the mid
die of the deserted plaza they sepa'
rated. At the dark stage door of tn,
opera-house Trimmer sought his pro
position.
Who dyer mean?" asked the lone
stage-hand there.
George, Lord Harrowby," insisted
Mr.. Trimmer
"Oh-that bum actor Seen him go
ing away while back with two men
that called for him.
Bum actor" cried Trimmer in
dignantly. He stopped. 1.-TWO men
who were they?"
The stage-hand asked profanely
how he could know that. and Mr..
Trimmer hurriedly departed for the
side-street clearinghouse where he
and his fallen nobleman shared q
suite.
About the same time Dick Minot
blithely entered Lord Harrowby's
apartments in the Hotel de la Pax.
We'll" he announced. you can
cheer up. Little George is painlessly
removed. He sleeps tonight aboard
the good ship Lileth. thanks to the
efforts of Martin Wall. assisted by
yours truly" He stopped, and stared
in awe at his lordship. What's the
matter with yOu?" he inquired.
Harrowby waved a hopeless hand |
"Minot." he said, lit was good OF
you. But while you have been as
sistins me SO kindly in that quarter. |
another-and greater-blow has !
fallen"
Good lord-what? cried Minot.
at is no fault of mine" Harrowby |
began
"On which | would have gambled |
my immortal SOUL" Minot said.
81 thought it was all over and done
with-five years ago. | was young
ntal-calciumlight and grease |
paint and that sort of thing hit NE |
hard l saw her from the stalls
fell desperately in love-stayed so for
six months-wrOte letters-burning
letters-and now"
'Yes-and now?"
"Now she's here Gabrielle Rose is
here She's herewith the letters"
"Oh, for a Cotrell's Ink Eraser
Minot groaned.
"My man saw her downstairs
went on Harrowby, mOpping his damD
forehead. Fifty thousand she wants
for the letters or she gives them to a
newspaper and begins to sue-at once
tomorrow"
81 suppose" said Minot, "she is the
usual Gaiety girl"
mot the usual, old chap. Quite a
woman. She'll do what
she promises-trust her. And
a farthing. Minot-it's all up
now. There's no way out of this
Minot sat thinking. The tele-
phone rang.
81 won't talk to her." cried Harrow
by in a panic 81 won't have any
hing to do with her. Minot, old chap
as a favor to me-
"The old family solicitor" smiled
'linot. That's me-"
He took down the receiver. But no
'oice that had charmed thousands at
he Gaiety answered his. Instead