Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1915-09-09

Reginald promptly. II think will be
able to succeed best In your own pro-
fession."
Have you ever tried the newspaper
work. inquired the other.
"Just little.' Reginald answered
smilingly. 81 did some amateur work
for London paper"
by the way" said the editor, II
wish you to give me an interview on
the political and social condition of
England at present. Would you be
prepared to do thatT
| "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 George?'
Mr.. Marchmount asked during the In
terview.
Reginald answered at once in 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 he is often bitterly criticised by
a portion Of the English press" inter-
jected Mr.. Marchmount
''The aristocracy fear and hate the
man." responded Reginald, with a
CLEAN In his eyes. mo man knows
better than l 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
he Is really saving England from revo-
luton and destruction"
At the conclusion of the interview
Mr., Marchmount said abruptly, Would
you be in position to accept a place
ON the Courier STAFF at the first Of the
yearT
II certainly would" answered Regi-
maid enthusiastically. II am engaged
at the railroad office for no definite
time, and few weeks notice will be
sufficient In case DIES 20 leave"
IL will need a city reporter Mt the
beginning Of the new year." said Mr..
Marchmount, "and 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 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 over Vivian
began enthusiastically: ''Oh, Mr.. Mel
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 sleigh load
to our home. and we will have a sup
per there. Can you conner"
"a sleigh rider" said Reginald, per-
picked. what do you mean?"
l Ohs LOi6ob gou hCNCt hha a oiCAs-h
ride beforew said the girl. laughing.
I'VE get big hayrack and put lot
of hay in it and then fill 1t up with
robes and furs, and we pile in and
have the jolliest time. You will come
won't you"
II will surely be glad to 60" said
Reginald. 81 have been wanting &c
visit your home and meet your father
and mother"
"And they are just dying to sec you, =
said the girl II have been telling
them about my Engiishman."
The next evening gay party left
Bronson in large hayrack ON sleigh
ride to Vivian Derwent's country
home. It was a rare winter night,
with a clear moon shining In silvery
splendor and the twinkling stars glow
ing like patines Of pure gold in the
azure vault Of heaven. In seating
themselves it 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 linn
tied express from New York to Chi
cago. For several miles at the point
where the sleighing party was jingling
along the wagon road paral1eled the
rails, and Reginald noticed that the
driver took a fresh grip on the lines
with which he controlled his double
team
There It comesy- shouted Vivian.
Look. Mr.. Nelson, lookr' exclaimed
Joy Graham excitedly. Does not that
make a great sightT
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
headlight binding them with its
CLEANS, the great mogul engine. with
its long train Of Pullmans, was just
1 behind them as Reginald turned.
"WhoaI Whoar' the driver Of the
hayrack was shouting In excited tones
/ to his startled team.
The only words heard were the cries
Of the driver. The whole company sat
still, looking forward at the plunging
horses. while beyond the red lights at
the rear of the limited express were
fading from view.
The four horses were now running at
full speed. As far az the eye could see