Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1916-04-13

sleeper with the toe or her shoe. b
ing q matter of fact sort Of persol
when the girl imperatively shook he
head and frowned upon the lady in
way to prove that, even though sh
was old enough to be the mother OF
girl or twenty, she was by no mean
the mother of this one.
At that very instant r. Schmid
opened his eyes. 1t must have been
kindly poke by the god of sleep tina
aroused him so opportunely but, ever
SO, the toe of shoe could not hav,
created graver catastrophe than tina
which Immediately befell him. H,
completely lost his head. If one hat
suddenly asked what had become o.
1t he couldn't have told, not for the
lie OF him. For that matter he
couldn't have put his finger, so tc
speak, on any part of his person and
proclaimed with confidence that it be-
longed to r. Schmidt of Vienna. He
was looking directly up into a pair of
dark, startled eyes, in which there was
a very pretty confusion and far from
impervious blink.
Il beg your pardon" said the older
woman without the faintest trace of
embarrassment-indeed, with some
asperity-"I think you are occupying
one of our chairs"
he scrambled out of the steamer
rug and came to his feet, blushing to
the roots of his hair.
Il beg your pardon" he stammered
and found his awkwardness rewarded
by an extremely sweet smile-in the
eyes of the one he addressed.
We were looking for letter that I
am quite sure was left in my chair"
said she.
"A letter." he murmured vaguely
and at once began to search with his
eyes.
From her father" volunteered the
elderly one. as If 1t were a necessary
Dit OF information. Then she jerked
the rug away, and three pairs of eyes
examined the place where R. Schmidt |
had been reclining. That's odd. Did
you happen to see 1t when you sat
down, sir?"
Il am confident that there was no
letter. began he and then allowed
mis- gaze to rest on the name card at
the top of the chair. This happens
to be my chair, madam" he went on.
pointing to the card. or. Schmidt
| am very sorry"
"The steward must have put that
card there while you were at lunch.
con, dear. What right has he to sell
our chairs over again? shall report
this to the captain
~ am quite positive that this is NV
chair, sir" said the girl, red spot In
each cheek. at was engaged two
days ago. have been occupying it
slnce-but 1t really doesn't matter. It
has your name on 1t now, SO | SUD-
pose l shall have to-
mot at all, he made haste to saw.
1T is yours There has been some
miserable mistake. These deck stew.
lrds are always messing things up.
'till, It is rather mystery about the
etter. assure you l saw no.
mo doubt the steward who chang
d the cards had sufficient intelli- .
'ence to remove all discriminating n
vidence," said she coolly. eve shall
nd 1t among the lost, strayed and
tolen articles. no doubt. Pray retain
he chair. Mr. She peered at the
anne card-"Mr. Schmidt" u
Her cool insolence succeeded in net OF
ing a nature that was usually most q,
emile. He spoke with characteristic -
lrectness. -
THANK you, | shall do SO. We :
hereby manage to strike a fair av- o.
age. I seize your deck chair. you pc
lie my table. We are quits" be
She smiled family. ar. Schmidt oc
d not sound young and gentle. but da
d and hateful. That is why l seized IN
e table. | expected to find R.
hmidt fat old German with very -
d manners. Instead, you are neither 81
|, old nor disagreeable. You took MI
very nicely. Mr. Schmidt, and am in
done. Won't you permit I'VE To re- I'M
IRE your table to vo''"' I'M
(To be Continued) tn,