Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-11-05

Sne S as picdStu dS Il uiiCli odNO
it to old man Jornicroft to read and
insisted on his reading it. He's i'm
pressed Never thought l had 1t in
me. Can't see, however, where the
commercial value of it comes in"
wait till you show him your first
humping check" sympathized my
wife.
l looked at my watch IT'S time,
my friends" said I, ITO dress for din
ner. Afterwards we can continue tho
discussion In the meanwhile I'll or
der mp some of the $50 Pol Roger SO
that we can drink to the success of the
book"
THE so Pol Roger" cried Adrian.
"A man with s9 Pol Roger in his cell
lar is the noblest work OF Cod"
Il was thinking" Barbara remarked
dryly, "of asking Doria to spend few
days here next week"
"All | can say is he retored, with
his quick turn and smile, that you are
the Divinity itself"
SO, short time afterwards, a very
happy Adrian sat down to dinner and
brought cultivated taste to the ap-
probation of now, alas! historical
wine, under whose influence he ex-
banded and told us of the genesis and
the making of THE Diamond Gate"
Now it is a very odd coincidence one
however which had little, if anything.
TO dow 18th the curious entanglement Of
my friends affairs into which I was
afterwards drawn, but an odd coinci-
dence all the same, that ON passing
from the dining room With Adrian to
ioin Barbara IN the drawing room, T
found among the last post letters lying
on the hall table one which with a
thrlll of pleasure, l held up before
Adrian's eyes.
DO you recognize the handwriting ?"
Good Lord It's from Jaffery
CEayne. And"-he scanned the stamp
the deuce is he doing there?"
opened the letter and scanned Il
through; then ] read it aloud
Dear Hilary.
4 line to let YOU know that I'm com
ing back soon. l haven't quite finished
my lob"
What was his job?"
Heaven knows" l replied. Tho
last time | heard from him he was
cruising about the Sargasso sea"
| resumed my reading.
for the usual reason, a woman.
II 1t wasn't for women what a thund-
ering amount of work a man could get
through. Anyhow-Fm coming back,
with an circumference A wife. Not
my wife, thank Olympus but another
mans wife"
Poor old devil" cried Adrian. "I
knew he would come mucker one of !
these days"
Wait" said ]. and l read
poor Prescotts wife. / don't think |
you ever knew Prescott, but he was a
good sort. He died of typhoid. Only
quaggas and yaks and other irongut-
ted creatures like myself can stand
Albania. I'm escorting her to Eng
land. so look out for us How's every
BODY? Do YOU ever hear of Adrian ?
IT so, collar him. I want to work the
widow off on him"
Adrian COMPOUNDED the fellow. 7 con-
tinued-
Prepare then for the Dynamic
Wlaow' Love to Barbara, the fairy
grasshopper-"
Who's that"
MY daughter, Susan Freeth. The
last time he saw her she was hopping
about in a green Barbara
would give You the elementary cos
tunes commercial name"
and yourself" I read by the
way, do you know of a granitebuilt
iron, portcullised, barbicaned. really
comfortable home for widows?
Yours Jaffery"
Some weeks passed: but we heard no
more of Jaffery Chayne.
In the meantime events had moved
rapidly for Adrian. Everybody was |
talking about his book; everybody was
buying it. The rare phenomenon of
the instantaneous success of first |
book by an unknown author was occur (
ring also in America Golden opinions
were being backed by golden cash. He
Went ABOUT the world wearing Fortune
IKE a. halo. He achieved sudden fame:
fame SO widespread that Mr.. Jornicroft |
heard or 1t In the city. where he pro-
NOTED companies with monotonous
success. The result was an interview
TO winch Adrian came wisely armed |
with a note from his publisher as to |
sales up to date, and the amazing /
contract for his next two novels He |
iert the house with fathers blessing
IN his ears and an affinanced brides |
kisses on his lips. The wedding was !
fixed for September.
CHAPTER u.
The book that created all this COM
motion, frankly admit. held me spell {
bound. 1t deserved the highest en-
comiums b. the most enthusiastic re- !
viewers. Ii was one or the most ir-
resistible books l had ever read.
Mr.. Jornicroft, who was a widower
gave great dinner party at his house !
In Park Crescent, in honor of the en-
gagement. My wife and l attended, |
fishes somewhat out of water amid this !
brilliant but solid assembly of what
1t pleased Barbara to call merchant
ates. There were stout women, thin
women, whitehaired women. women
who ought to have been whitehaired.
out We're not; but besides Barbara. the
only other young woman was Doria |
her1elf
she took US aside. as soon as we
were released from the formal well |
come of Mr.. Jornicroft a thickset man |
with very bald head and heavy black |
The sight of you two Is like a breath /
of fresh air. Did you ever meet with
anything so stuffy?"
TITS apt to be stuffy in .y,,jv IN Ton
dom | said
She laid her hand on Barbaras wrist
and pointed at me with her fan.
He thinks he's rebuking me. Rut |
| don't care. I'm glad to see him ali
the same. These people mean nothing
but money and music halls and bridge |
and restaurants-Im so sick of it You
two mean something else"
Don't speak sacrilegiously of rest
aurants. even though you are going
to marry genius" said /. There is