Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1915-06-02
She Spoke Familiarity of Her Affairs
always Omitting Arthur).

now fell upon his heart. She was as
unattainable as the north star; and
nothing, time nor circumstance, could
bridge that incalculab1e distance His
heart hurt him. He must see her no
more after the morrow. Enchantment
and happiness were two words which
fate had ruthlessly scratched from his
book of days.
Mr.. Hooghly had already started off
toward the town, the kit bag and the
valise slung across his shoulders, the
parrot cage bobbing at his side. He
knew where to go; an obscure lodging
for men in the heart of the business
section, known in jest by the dere-
icts as the Stranded.
Warrington, becoming suddenly
aware that his pose, if prolonged,
would become ridiculous, put on his
helmet and proceeded to the Bank of
Burma. Today was Wednesday;
Thursday week he would sail for Sim
gapore and close the chapter. Before
banking hours we're over his financial
affairs we're put in order, and he
walked forth with two letters of credit
and enough banknotes and gold to
| carry him around the world if he so
planned. Next he visited a pawnshop
| and laid down a dozen mutilated
tickets, receiving in return a hand
some watch, emerald cuff buttons,
some stickpins, some pearls and a
beautiful old ruby ring, gift of the
| young maharaiah of Udaipur. The an
cient Chinaman smiled This was a
rare occasion. Men generally went
: out of his dark and dingy shop and
| nevermOre returned.
Much money. Can do now?" affably.
"Can do" replied Warrington, slip
ping the treasures into pocket. What
a struggle it had been to hold them!
Somehow or other he had always been
able to meet the interest, though, often
to accomplish this feat he had been
forced to go without tobacco for weeks
There is vein of superstition in all
of US, deny it how we will. Warning
ton was as certain of the fact as he
was of the rising and the setting OF
the sun, that if he lost these heir
looms he never could go back to the
old, familiar world, the world in which
he had moved and lived and known
happiness. Never again would he par
with them. A hundred thousand dol
lars, almost; with his simple wants
he was now rich man.
"Buy ling?" asked the Chinaman
He rolled a mandarin's ring carelessly
across the showcase. Gold; al
heavy; velly old, velly good ling"
what does it say?" asked Warning
ton, pointing to the characters.
Good luck and plospelity; velly goot
signs"
It was an unusually beautiful ring
unusual in that it had no setting o
jade. Warrington offered three SOY
ereigns for it. The Chinaman smile'
and put the ring away. Warrington
laughed and laid down five pieces o
gold. The Chinaman swept them u
: in his lean, dry hands. And Warning
ton departed, wondering if she woul
accept such token.
!, By four o'clock he arrived at tn
: Chinese tailors in the Suley Pagod
road. He ordered a suit of pongee, t
q, be done at noon the following day. H
added to this orders for four othe
: suits, to be finished within a weel
Then he went to the shoemaker, to tn
> halter, to the haberdasher. All thi
,, business because he wanted her t
realize what he had been and yet coul
be. Thus vanity sometimes works OF
a mans salvation. And it marked tn
end of Warrington's recidivation.
When he reached his lodging hous
J, he sought the Burmese landlady. Sh
greeted him with smile and a sti
! little shake of the hand. He owe
her money, but that was nothing. Ha
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