The Press., 1915-09-15

tending to get away by an early train the next morning.
 About o'clock there came a knock at my door, and In walked the man I had personated. He resembled me. but it seemed to me there was consid- erable difference in our appearance. There was a thunderclOud on his brow. I'm in for it. said to myself; but, thank heaven, it's not the girl l have to facee'
 For few minutes I listened to . tongue flashing such as l have never heard before or since. At first bowed before the storm, but presently my anger began to rise. Not one word did l speak during that tempestuous interview. the hurricane blowing all one way. ttll like thunderbOlt, fell upon my visitor and sent him sprawl ing on the floor.
 He rose with blood in his eye and was coming for me when he suddenly restrained himself. This is no place and no way to settle so important a matter. You will hear from me pres ently.''
 With that he went out, slamming the door, and heard him stamping down the corridor. It was II o'clock when a young man who gave his name as McCabe came to my room with chal- lenge. I was expected to meet Mir. Thomas Underwood the next morning at sunrise at such place as might designate. Not seeing how I could re- fuse, consented to do so, provided MT. McCabe would act as my second as well as that of my opponent. also wrote ia note to be given the young lady at such time as McCabe thought proper, apologizing for not having made her instantly aware of her mistake. Having settled these matters with my visitor, he departed I sent word to the office that I should be called at an early hour In the morn iag, then turned in, and, my Raind hay ing been relieved by my apology to the lady and punching her lover, fell into a comfortable slumber.
 The next morning as I went out on to the porch who should be waiting for me but the young lady whose blunder had made all the trouble. She advanc- ed toward me. ....... .....
 Where are you going" she asked.
 "To leave by train," I replied, brave ly lying. -,
 "No, you're not. You are going out to fight MT. Underwood"
 Did he tell you thatT
 ''No, but l suspected 1t. l have lain <n l couldn't do anything with him. I'm going to see if you have better sense."
 I wondered for moment, then told her I owed Mir. Underwood satisfaction for knocking him down and felt obliged to give it to him.
 Very well,' she replied. "Ill go with you."s4
 At that moment Mir. McCabe appear ed. He seemed much surprised to see Miss Lawrence and was not averse to her going with us to the grounds with Il view to stopping what he con siGereI an unfortunate affair. We walked half n mile, then turned off the road and, passing into an, open space beaind some trees, found my en- emy waiting for me. Underwood, on seeing Miss Lawrence, looked thun- derstruck.
 ''Tom,' she said, you are about to act very 'unjustly on account of what was not this gentleman's fault. but mine. You are going to punish me through him. l wish you to apologize to him for having said anything to him about Il matter which was mine not yours"
 I'll do no such thing" said Under wood savagely. If you prefer him to me say-so and have done with it.''
 T certainly prefer the way he is act ing to the stand you take."
 Then you choose between us and choose him."
 "I certainly don't choose you unless you come to your senses"
 If can't fight him here I'll fight him elsewhere"
 "If you fight. him at all you may consider all off between us."
 'So let it be-" And, turning. his back on us, he strode away bristling with anger. et..---s
 I never saw MT. Underwood again, but I saw a great deal of Miss Law renee. Indeed, instead of spending my outing alone I spent 1t with her con- stant companiOnship. When returned to the city ] informed my mother that had gone back on my volunteered promise to live with her alone so long as she lived. Fortunately she had the good sense to resign her position as head of my house and cheerfully turn ed it over to my wife.
 Napoleon Bonaparte said. "I will con- trol circumstances" Since he failed in doing so I feel excusable for going back on my resolutions.
 Leti and the King.
 In any list of prolific authors men, ton should be made of GregoriO Leti, who settled in England in 1880, on the ~R do hu y.l