Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-01-22
She Spoke FamiIiarIy Of Her Affairs
always omittins ARTHUR.

"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 a 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 10 the
old, familiar world, the world in which
he had moved and lived and known
happiness. Never again would he part
with them. A hundred thousand dol
lars, almost; with his simple wants.
he was now o rich man.
Buy ling?" asked the Chinaman.
He rolled mandarin's ring carelessly
across the showcase. Gold: all
heavy; velly old. velly good ling"
what does 1t say?" asked Warning
ton. pointing to the characters.
Good luck and plospelity: velly good
signs
It was an unusually beautiful ring,
unusual in that 1t had no setting Of
Jade. Warrington offered three SOW
ereigns for it. The Chinaman smiled
and put the ring away. Warrington
laughed and laid down five pieces of
gold. The Chinaman swept them up
in his lean. dry hands. And Warning
ton departed. wondering II she would
accept such token.
BY four o'clock he arrived at the
Chinese tailors in the Suley Pagoda
road. He ordered suit of pongee. to
be done at noon the following day. He
added to this orders for four other
suits. to be finished within a week.
Then he went to the shoemaker. to the
halter. to the haberdasher. All this
business because he wanted her to
realize what he had been and yet could
be. Thus vanity sometimes works out
a mans salvation. And It marked the
end of Warrington's recidivation.
When he reached his lodging house
he sought the Burmese landlady. She
greeted him with smile and stiff
little shake of the hand. He owed
her money. but that was nothing. Had
he not sent her drunken European
sailorman husband about his busi-
ness? Had he not freed her from
tyranny of fists and curses? 1t had
not affected her In the least to learn
that her sailorman had been negli.
gently married all the way from Yoko-
hama to Colombo. She was free Of
him.
Warrington spread out hve-pound
note and laid ten sovereigns upon 1t.
There we are" he said genially: "all
paid up to date"
, "You go/ 'way?" the smile leaving
her pretty moon-face. You like?"
with q gesture which indicated the
parlor and its contents. "Be boss?
Half an half?"
He shook his head soberly. She
picked up the money and jingled 1t
in her hand.
"Goo'-by!" softly.
"Oh, I'm not going until next Thurs
day"
The smile returned to her face. and
her body bent in a kind Of kotow. He
was so big, and his beard glistened
like the gold leaf on the Shwe Dagon
pagoda. She understood. The white
to the white and the brown to the
brown; it was the law
Warrington went up to his room. He
was welcomed by q, screech from the
parrot and dignified salaam from
James, who was trimming the wick OF
the oil lamp. For the last year and
a half this room had served az head
quarters. Many . financial puzzle had
been pieced together, within these dull,
,drab walls, many q dream had gone
up to the ceiling, only to sink and dis.
sipate like smoke There were nc. pic.
lures on the walls, no photographs.
In one corner, ON the floor, was stack
OF dilapidated books. These were
mostly old novels and tones dealing
with geological and mat hematical mat.
ter: laughter ana tears and adven.