The Oklahoma miner. [volume] (Krebs, Okla.) 1912-192?, 1920-06-03

en-. who, In their own way, showered |
him with congratulations, heaped fiat |
teriug eulogies upon him.
Turning to greet a fresh delegation I
who had just joined the group around /.
him, he saw Esther standing a short /.
way of. As their eyes met she beck |.
oned him and he went 70 her.
you must let me have him now,
she said, smiling upon the admirers /
who had followed him. ole is my dis
covery, you know, and there are many
things | want to say TO him"
Bring him back soon, Esther"
called one of the men-a biOtch-
skinned, ycllow-haired giant called Nj
kolay. 81 want 10 give him literature"
She nodded brightly over her shout
der, and led her captive from the
stage and into an adjacent room. Once
alone with him she seized his hands
and raised her face, eager and radiant,
to his.
81 knew you could do it knew It
And there's something else l know"
"Well, let's have it," he said a trile
brusquely. What else do you know
about me7"
81 know that you can be a great
man." She had waxed suddenly very
earnest. You have 1t IN you. You
must take what is yours! You owe It
to yourself"
Give me your address," said he,
"and I'll come TO you"
She hurriedly wrote something on
slip of paper and handed it to him.
"Come-aDy time" she told him,
and turned toward the door.
isn't there another way out| he
asked, OBTAINING her. 81 don't care to
run the gantlet of that hand-shaking
brigade again"
! She unbOlted a door at the end of
the room and disclosed q rickety wood
en- staircase leading to a back alley.
/ He pressed her hand, murmured q
word about a future meeting and was
gone.
On a fine spring day the finest prom
enade in Chicago and the loneliest is
the Lake Shore drive. Theoretically
It is the Champs Elysees Of the west
ern metropolis; ordinarily it is as
silent, as deserted as an isolated cOun-
try road. On this particular morning
Il was very attractive and very desc
late. The only sign Of life in the ma
bObs' thOroughfare Qf one excepts the
sparrOws) was a penniless young man.
Under his arm he carried a newspaper
parcel. There was a singular CLINT In
his eyes, a singular expression on his
70 mil oh hn
deed II was a preposterOusly reckless
thing he was contemplating. Subcon-
sciOusly his thoughts were of the dark
haired Russian woman and an early
sight Of her; and II was this, no less
than his inordlnate passion for the
theatrical and spectacular, that gave
birth to the eXtravagant notion that
occupied his mind.
an any event" he told himself, 81
can do no worse than lose. And look
what l stand to win Because it has
never before been successfully done
is no reason why I cannot do it,"
He stopped before gray stone
, mansion of fambOyant architecture
= surrounded by a twenty-foot cast
s iron fence, both Of which plainly ex
e plotted the idiosyncrasy of some mil
S llOnare. One of the lower windows
q was raised, and through the shrubberJ
l he saw silhouetted therein an elderly
e man, white Of hair, patriclan of as
u peCt, lean of face, reading a news
t paper. FitZhugh, peerlng between thu
e iron rails of the Brobdingnagian fence
u regarded him a minute, walked on
few PAGES, returned, and watched hin
r again, not unlike some Indian chief
= tain gloatlng over a helpless captive
OF u sudden as one who plungei
into n cold shower on a frosty morn
ing, he laid hold Of the mammoth gate
which seemed to weigh tons, swung /
back on its huge hinges, walked t,
e the front door and vigorously WORKED
f the knocker.
= After an uppreciable wait the doc
e was opened. What Is it?" inquire,
l. the butler, who in one brief glanc
e seemed to appraise the callers fnan
n ciul status and social standing.
t MANY things. First the name 0
y the gentleman who is sitting in tn
It room to my right engrossed in tn
e morning news"
) "What Is your businessT
}, ANSWER me first" ordered Fitz
$ hugh sternly, and with such an air O
It hauteur and authority that the sa
pient menial was almost in a PAM
d for fear he had misiudged his man.
n THAT is Mr. Symington Otis, sir"