Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1915-09-30

Inat II was also a day OF other CO
medicines will appear in the castins
up OF the items on the page Of events
For n thing. 1t marked the formal
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 Feasibility. and the
bearing OF a man OF routine; in other
words. Mr.. Andrew G~albraith, faring
northward on his customary summer
vacation, which-the fates intervening
he had this time determined to
spend at the Wahaskan resort
For a third item, it 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 oil
the Winnebago house, and he went to
get It. But at the instant of unhitch-
ing, Miss Grierson's trap was driven
up and the untying 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"
Il think he has been getting to work
on his writing" said Raymer, good.
naturally ~apologizing for his friend.
Hell come down out of the clouds
after a little. l 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
brooding.
When o see him, tell him that
we are still on earth over at Mere
side," said the magnate's daughter
pertly; and a moment later, as Ray.
mer was turning out of Main street
into Shawnee. he narrowly missed run.
ming over a heavy-set man with a
dark face and dropping m~ustaches;
a pedestrian whose ~preoccupation
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 Wed.
nesday page. II Brofln had not
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
trap. came around the square and
pulled up to let her horse drink at
the public fountain.
WHO is that Observation-Disclosures
man crossing over to the Winnebagc
house?" asked Miss Grierson of her
seatmate, indicating Brofin with
wave of the whip. and skillfully max
ing the query sound like the voicing
Of the idlest curiosity.
Fellow named Brofin, from Louisi.
said Dahlgren, who, as assistant
editor Of the Daily Wahaskan, knew
everybody. Says he's in the lumber
business down there. but. I doubt It.,
said the carpenter. and shed a bitter
Why do you doubt it," queried
Miss Grierson, neatly Ticking "a fly
the horse's back with R7e tin of
he whiplash.
"Oh. on general principles, I guess.
You wouldn't say he had any Of the
.armarks Of a business man"
What kind of earmarks has he
persisted Miss Grierson-merely
o make talk. as Dahlgren decided.
Il don't know. We we're talking
bout him at the club the other night.
nd Shefield-he's from Kentucky. ,
'ou know-thought he remembered
he name as the name of a moon
hine' raider he'd heard OF down in his
ONE state"
"A moonshine raider? What is that?" i.
this time Miss Margery's curiosity
'as less inert than It had been, or had .
eemed to be, at first. :
"A deputy marshal, you know; a :
ort Of government policeman and de- =
,ctive rolled into one. He looks II. ,
ont you Think" :
Miss Grierson did not say what she r
then, or later, when she set \
down at the door Of his d
ewspaper Office in Sioux avenu But q
Ill later. two hours later, In fact, she O