Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1915-04-30

"CertaInly-at once
Mr.. Marchmount began asking Regi-
maid a number OF questions In regard
to different aspects OF English life. The
editor was surprised at the readiness
with which Reginald answered his
questions.
"What do the English people think of
the Welsh statesman, Lloyd-Ge gorge y
Mr.. Marchmount asked during the In.
teryiew.
Reginald answered at once In a tone
OF enthusiasm: HE Is the great hero
OF the common people of England at
this hour. They hail him as the Carl
baldi Of England. His popularity and
influence are growing every year, and
he is proving himself the great mod
ern statesman of Europe"
"But be is often bitterly criticised by
a portion OF the English press" inter
jected Mr.. M~arehmount.
1.-THE aristocracy fear and hate the
man. responded Reginald, with a
CLEAN in his eyes. mo man knows
better than | do how bitter is their
hatred. They feel that they are In his
power and that he Is stripping them of
their ancient ~monopolies and privi-
leges, and they fail to understand that
be Is really saving England from evo
luton ana destruction"
At the conclusion of the interview
Mr.. Marchmount said abruptly. Would
you be In a position to accept a place
on the Courier staff at the first OF the
year,
Il certainly would" answered Regi-
Maid enthusiastically. Il am engaged
time, and a few weeks notice will be
sufficient in case desire to leave
II will need a city reporter at the
beginning of the new year" said Mr..
Marchmount, "and l think you are just
the young man | want
Reginald went home overjoyed.
About the middle of December Vivi-
an Derwent called at the freight Office
to see him. She and Reginald were now
warm friends, and he felt a freedom
In her company which gave him relief
during those days Of struggle as he
was trying to kill out of his heart his
devotion to Joy Graham.
After the greetings were oyer Vivian
began enthusiastically: 'sOh. Mr.. Nell
son, a number Of the members of the
Tourist club are going on a real trip
tomorrow night My father and moth
er want me to bring out a sleigh load
to our home, and we will have a sup
nor thara Can Won c0ma?'
"a sleigh rider said Reginald, per-
picked. what do you mean?"
"Oh, / forgot you never had a sleigh
ride before!' said the girl, laughing.
I'VE get a big hayrack and put a lot
of hay IN 1t and then fill 1t up with
robes and furs, and we pile in and
have the %jolliest time. You will come,
won't your"
II will surely be glad to CO. said
Reginald. II have been wanting to
visit your home and meet your father
and mother"
"And they are just dying to see you."
said the girl. II have been telling
them about my Englishman,"
The next evening a gay party left
Bronson in a large hayrack on a sleigh
ride to Vivian Derwent's country
home. 1t was a rare winter night,
with a clear moon shining, in silyery
splendor and the twinkllng stars glow
ing like patines of pure gold In the
azure vault of heaven. In seating
themselves 1t had happened that Vivian
and Reginald sat opposite Roland and
Joy, Reginald being next the driver
What a glorious night for our rider
said Joy, looking up at the radiant
moon.
Just then a shrill whistle sounded
through the night air. In the distance
could be heard the thunder of the Inn
tied express from New York to Chi
cago. For several miles at the point
where the sleighing party was jingling
along the wagon road paralleled the
rails, and Reginald noticed that the
driver took n fresh grip on the lines
with which he controlled his double
team.
.sThere 1t comesr' shouted Vivian.
"Look. Mr. Nelson, look!' exclaimed
Joy Graham excitedly. Does not that
make a great sight?'
Reginald had been watching the
horses closely. anxious to assist the
driver II possible In case assistance
were necessary, but at Joys exclama-
ton he turned to see the oncoming
train.
Roaring like Niagara. the electric