The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-04-28

AS SShS'SS you pcriSueu IN tne names
that gutted the government palace.
You arsof a proud, independent ma
ture; you work at something for a liv-
Ing, and inasmuch as you haven't been
able to set aside a great deal of mon.
ey from your earnings, you are plan-
ming to terminate your visit to your
native land at an early date and re-
turn to the United States for the pur.
pose OF getting back to work. These
plans. however, will never be con-
summated.
"Why? Because you are to be mar
ned to a nice man and live happily
ever afterward, and about sixty days
from now, If all goes well, 1. John 8.
Webster, am going to introduce you to
your long-lost brother Ricardo. You
VIII first see Ricardo riding at the
head Of his victorious rebel troops ma
he enters Buenaventura. He will he
the next president Of this wretched
country. If. fortunately. he Is not killed
In the revolution he is now fomenting
against his fathers ancient enemy.
Your brother does not know you are
living and 1t will be a proud and han
py day for me when I bring him to
you. In the interim, what do you pur-
pose having for breakfast7 Ham and
eggs sunny side up. an omelette or a
cereal?"
He released her hand and favored
her with the boyish grin that always
nad the effect Of stripping the years
from him as one strips the husk from
ripe ear Of corn. She was gazing at
MIN In wide-eyed amazement.
lis my brother really alive7-
he was as late as midnight last
night. Do you recall the chap saved
from being assassinated In New Or.
leansf"
yes"
Your worthy brother Aad do you
recall the chauffeur whose passage to
this port was forced to pay?"
"Yes."
Ihe same individual | sent him
ashore In the launch with Billy. and he
has been housed at El Buen Amigo
but left early this morning for the
nhcR country to open recruiting of.
ice." +,
She reached across the little table
and squeezed his big brown hand i'm.
pulsiVely. "Yon're the mos, wonderful
man yer knew. And does my Door
brother know I am living, Mr.. Web,
E!erf"
"No-and I'm not going to tell t,m
'''nk 1t will he much nicer to re
store you to each other on the steps
'' the government palace on the day
"hen the Ruey faction comes into it's
own again. That will make his victory
all the sweeter. BY the way, where
was Ricardo when your fathers ship
OF state went on the rocks?"
AT school In military academy In
Kentucky"
1T is a marvellous mix-up. which ri.
cardo can doubtless explain. Miss
huey. know he believes his sister
perished with her father. Mother
Jenks didn't know where he was and
couldn't communicate with hIm-and
there you are. However, little old
Jack Fix-it will bring you together
again In due course. In the interim.
10" about those eggs? Straight I'D
or flip 'em?"
She beamed across at him. 1--WE are
going to be such good, true friends,
aren't WEI" she urged. He almost
shivered, but managed hypocrit;ca!
nod. while we have only known each
other twenty-four hours, 1t seems a
great deal longer than that-probably
because Billy has told me so much
about you, and you're-so comfortable
ana easy to get acquainted with, and
II can't very well express my graft.
tude for what you've doae-for what
you're going to do" Her voice falter-
ed; she smiled roguishly through the
tears OF her emotion. ''If were only
Billy. now. I could put my arm across
your shoulders and settle the matter
by saying: Johnny. you old horse
thief. you're all right"
"The best thing to do would be to
cease putting me up with Importance
And now, before we climb out of the
realm Of romance and the improbable
to the more substantial plane Of things
for breakfast. just one brief word Of
caution. Now that I have told you
your brother lives and Is In Buena-
ventura. forget 1t until I mention II
again. because his presence here Is his
secret, not ours"
"All right Caliph," she agreed. IT
think I shall call you that hereafter.
Like the late Caliph Haroun AL Ras-
child. 1t appears you have a habit of
prowling around O. nights In queer
places, doing good deeds for your sub.
jects. But tell me about my brother.
Describe him to me-"
"Not now. Here comes the head
waiter with cablegram for me,
think"
That functionary came to their table
and handed one Of the familiar yellow
envelopes to each Of them.
wen excuse each other" Dolores
suggested. She read:
"Go you IL lose. You are a good
game little scout, and I like you fine.
JEROME"
She glanced across at Webster
whose face was a conflicting study of
emotions In which disappointment and
amazement appeared to predOmiaate.
You ancient scoundrel," she heard
him murmur.