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The Man on |
the Box J
W By HAROLD MacGRATH \
■ Author of " The Grey Cloak," "The
Puppet Cruwu."
V, r> « *
Coi'>iit^Ht, 1904, The Uolibs-Mcrrill Company.
CHAPTER VIII.
ANOTHER SALAD IDKA.
When tliey found him missing, his
bed untouched, his hat and coat 011 the
rack, his inseparable walking-stick in
the umbrella-stand, they were mightily
worried. They questioned Jane, but
she knew nothing. Jack went out to
the stables; no news there. William,
having driven the girls home himself,
dared say nothing. Then Jack wisely
telephoned for me, and I hurried over
to the house.
"Maybe he hunted up some fi;<nds
last night," I suggested.
"But here's his hat!" cried Nancy.
"Oh, he's all right; don't worry. I'll
take a tour around the city. I'll find
him. He may be at one of the clubs."
Fortunately for Mr.JJa n s Osborne I
returned home first, and there found
liis note awaiting me. ( was at the
court by noon, armed with $35 and a
suit of clothes of my own. I found the
clerk.
"A young man, dressed as a groom,
and locked up overnight," I said cau
tiously. "I wish to pay his fine."
"James Osborne?"
"Yes, that's the name; James Os
borne," —reaching down into my pock
et.
"Fine's just been paid. We were
about to release him. Here, oflieer,
show this gentleman to James Os
borne's cell, and tell him to pack up
and get out."
So his tin • was paid! Found the
money in his clothes, doubtless. On
the way to the cells I wondered what
the deuce the rascal had been doing to
get locked up overnight. 1 was vastly
angry, but at the sight of him all my
anger melted into a prolonged shout of
laughter.
"That's right; laugh, you old pirate!
I wish you had been in my boots a
few hours ago. Lord!"
I. laughed again.
"Have you got that sf!s?" he asked.
"Why, your fine has been paid," I
replied, rather surprised.
"And didn't you pay it?"
"Not. I! The clerk told me ?hat it
had just been paid."
Warburton's jaw sank limply. "Just
been paid?— Who the deuce could
have paid it, or known?"
"First, tell me what you've been up
to."
He told me snatches of the exploit as
he changed his clothes, and it was a
question which of us laughed the more
Rut he didn't say a word about the
stolen kiss, for which I think none the
less of liim.
"Who were the women?" I asked.
He looked at me for a space, ns if
deciding. Finally he made a negative
sign.
"E)on't know who they were, eh?"—
incredulously.
He shrugged, laughed, and drew on
his shoes.
"I always knew that I was the jack
ass of the family, Chuck, but I
expected to do it so well. Let's get out
of this hole. I wonder who can have
paid that fine? . . . No, that would
not be possible!"
"What would not be?"
"Nothing, nothing,"—laughing.
But I could see that his spirits had
gone up several degrees.
"'The whole tiling is likely to be
in the evening papers." I said. He
needed a little worrying. And I knew
his horror of publicity.
"The newspapers? In the newspa
pers? Oh, I say, Chuck, can't you use
your influence to suppress the thing?
Think of the girls."
"I'll do the best I can. And there's
only one thing for you to do, :ind that
is to cut out of town till your beard
lias grown. It would serve you right,
however, if the reporters got the true
facts."
"I'm for getting out of town, Chuck;
and on the next train but one."
Here our conversation was inter
rupted by the entrance of a policeman.
"A note for Mister Osborne," —ironi-
eally. He tossed the letter to War
burton and withdrew.
Mister Osborne eagerly tore open an
end of the envelope—a very aristocrat
ic envelope, as I could readily discern
—and extracted the letter. I closely
watched his facial expressions. First,
there was interest, then surprise, to be
succeeded by amusement and a certain
exultation. He slapped his thigh.
"By George, Chuck. I'll do it!"
"Do it? Now what?"
"Listen to this." He cleared his
throat, sniffed of the faintly scented
paper and cleared his throat again.
He looked up at me drolly.
"Well?" said I, impatiently. I was
as eager to hear it as he had been to
read it. I believed that the mystery
was about to he solved.
" "James Osborne, Sir: I have been
thinking the matter over seriously, and
have come to the conclusion that there !
nifty havo bo6n a mistake*. Undoubt- i
edly my groom was primarily to blame. !
I have discharged him for neglecting
his post of duty. I distinctly recall the !
manner in whfh you handled the |
horses last night. II may lie possible j
that they ran away with you. How- i
evt r that may be, I find myself in need j
of a groom. Your horsemanship saved !
us from a serious accident. If you will
promise to let whisky alone, besides
bringing me a recommendation, and
are without engagement, call at the en
closed address this afternoon at three
o'clock. I should be willing to pay as
much as S4O a month. You would be
expected to accompany me on my
morning rides.' "
"She must have paid the fine," said
I. "Well, it beats anything I ever heard
of. Had you arrested, and now wants
to employ you! What name did you
say?" I asked carelessly.
"1 didn't say any name, Chuck," —
smiling. "And I'm not going to give
any, you old duffer."
"And why not?"
"For the one and simple reason that
1 am going to accept the position,"—
wilh a coolness that staggered me.
"What?" I bawled.
"Sure as life, as the policeman said
last night."
"You silly ass, you! Do you want to
make the family a laughing-stock all
over the town?" I was really angry.
"Neither tile family nor the town
will know anything about it," —imper-
turbably.
"But you will be recognized!" I re
monstrated. "It's a clear case of in
sanity, after what has just happened
to you."
"1 promise not to drink any whisky,"
soberly.
"Bob, you arc fooling me."
"Not the littlest bit, Chuck. I've
worn a beard for two years. No one
would recognize me. Besides, being a
groom, no one would pay any particular
attention to me. Get the point?"
"But what under the sun is your ob
ject?" I demanded. "There's some
thing back of all this. It's not a sim-
pie lark like last night's."
"Perspicacious man!" —railingly.
"Possibly you may be right. Chuck,
you know that I've just got to be doing
something. I've been inactive too long.
I am ashamed to say that 1 should
tire of the house in a week or less.
Change, change, of air, of place, of oc.
ctipation; change—l must have It.
It's food and drink."
"You've met this woman before,
somewhere."
"I neither acknowledge or deny. It
will be very novel. I shall be busy
from morning till night. Think of the
fun of meeting persons whom you
know, but who do not know you. I
wouldn't give tip this chance for any
amount of money "
"Forty dollars a month," said I
wrathfully.
"Cigar money,"—tranquilly.
"Look here, Bob; be reasonable. You
can't go about, as a groom iu Washing
ton. If the newspapers ever get hold
of it, you would be disgraced. They
wouldn't take you as a clerk in a third
rate consulate. Supposing you should
run into Jack or his wife or Nancy; do
you think they wouldn't know you at
once?"
"I'll take the risk. I'd deny that I
knew them; they'd tumble and leave
me alone. Chuck, I've pot to do this.
Some day you'll understand."
"But the woman's name, Bob; only
her name."
"Oh, yes! And have you slide around
and show me up within 24 hours. No,
1 thank you. 1 am determined on this.
You ought to know me by this time.
I never backdown; it isn't in the blood.
And when it is said, Where's the harm
in this escapade? I can see none.
It may not last the day through."
"I trust not," —savagely.
"I am determined upon answering
this letter in person and finding out.
if possible, what induced her to pay
my line. Jaskass or not, I'm going
to see the thing through." Then he
stretched an appealing hand out tow
ard me, and said wheedlingly: "Chuck,
give me your word to keep perfectly
quiet. I'll drop you a lino once in a
while, just to let you know how I
stand. I shall be at the house to
night. I'll find an excuse. I'm togo up
north on a hunting expedition; a hur
ry call. Do you catch on?"
"I shall never be able to look Nan
cy in the face," I declared. "Come,
Bob, forget it.it sounds merry enough,
but my word for it, you'll regret it
inside of 24 hours. You are a graduate
of the proudest military school in the
world, and you are going to make a
groom of yourself!"
"I've already done that and been
locked up overnight. You are wasting
your breath, Chuck."
"Well, hang you for a jackass, sure
enough! I promise; but if you get into
any such scrape as this, you n.-edn't
send for me. I refuse to help you
again."
"I can't exactly see that you did
Let's get out. (Jot. a cigar in your
pocket? I am positively dying for a
smoke."
Suddenly a brilliant idea came to m"
"Did you know that Miss Annesley
the girl you saw on shipboard, is in
Washington and was at the embassy
last night?"
"No! You don't say!" He was too
clever for me. "When 1 get through
with this exploit, Nancy'll have to in
troduce me. Did you see her?"
es, and talked to her. You s n e
what you missed by not going last
night."
"Yes, I missed a good night's rest
and a cold bath in the morning."
"Where shall I say you were last
night?" I asked presently.
Mister James struck his chin dis
conceitedly. "I hadn't thought of that.
Say that 1 met some of the boys anil'
got mixed up in a little game of
poker."
"You left your hat on the rack and
your cane in the stand. You are sup
posed to have left the house without
any hat."
"Hat!" He jumped up from the cot
on which he had been sitting and
picked up the groom's tile. "Didn't
jou bring me a hat?" —dismayed.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE 14, 1906.
"You said nothing about it," —and
I roared with laughter.
"How shall I get out of here? I
can't wear this thing through the
streets."
"I've a mind to make you wear it
And, by Jove, you shall! You'll wear
it to the hatter's or stay here. That's
final. I never back down, either."
"I'll wear it; only mark me. I'll get
even with you. I always did."
"I am not a boy any longer,"—with
an inflection on the personal pronoun.
"Well, to continue about that excuse.
You left the house without a hat, and
you met the boys and played poker
all night. That hitches wonderfully.
You didn't feel well enough togo to
the embassy, but you could go and play
poker. That sounds as if you cared
a lot for your sister. And you wanted
to stay at home the first night, because
you had almost forgotten how the in
side of a private dwelling looked. Very
good; very coherent."
"Cut it. Chuck. What the deuce ex
cuse can 1 give?"—worriedly lighting
the cigar 1 had given him.
"My boy, I'm not making tip your
excuses; you'll have to invent those.
I'll be silent, but I refuse to lie to Nan
cy 011 your account. Poker is the only
excuse that would curry any weight
with it. You will have to let them be
lieve you're a heartless wretch; which
you are, if you persist in this idiotic
exploit."
"You don't understand, Chuck. 1
wish I could tell you; honestly, 1 do.
The girls will have to think mean
things of me till the farce is over. I
couldn't escape if I wanted to."
"Is it Miss Annesley, Bob? Was it
she whom you ran away with? Come,
make a clean breast of it. If it's she
why, that altogether alters the face of
things."
He walked the length of the cell
and returned. "I give up. You've hit
it. You understand now. 1 simply
can't back away; I couldn't if I tried."
"Are you in love with the girl?"
"That's just wiiat I want to find out,
Chuck, I'm not sure. I've been think
ing of her night and day.l never had
any affair; I don't know what love is.
But if it's a shaking in your boots at
the sound of her name, if it's getting
red in the face when you only just
think of her, if it's having a wild de
sire to pick her up and run away with
her when you see her, then I've got it.
When she stepped out of that con
founded carriage last night, you could
have knocked me over with a paper
wad. Come, let's go out. Hang the
hat! I.et them laugh if they will.
It's only a couple of blocks to the hat
ter's."
He bravely put the white hat on his
head, and together we marched out of
the police-office into the street. We
entered the nearest hatter's together.
He took what they call a drop-kick out
of the hat, sending it far to the rear
of the establishment. I purchased a
suitable derby for him, gave him ten
dollars for emergencies, and we parted.
He proceeded to a telegraph office and
sent a dispatch to a friend up north,
asking him to telegraph him to conn
at once, taking his chances of getting
a reply. After this he boarded a north
going-car, and was rolled out to Chevy
Chase. He had no difficulty in finding
the house of which he was in search.
It was a fine example of colonial archi
tecture, well back from the road, and
fields beyond it. It was of red brick
and white slone, with a wide veranda
supported by great white pillars. There
was a modern portico at one side. A
fine lawn surrounded the whole and
white-pebble walks wound in and out.
All around were thickly wooded hills,
gashed here and there by the familiar
yet peculiar red clay of the country.
Warburton walked up the driveway
and knocked deliberately at the ser
vants' door, which was presently
opened. (I learned all these things af
terward, which accounts for my accu
rate knowledge of events.)
"Please inform Miss Annesley that
Mr. Osborne has come in reply to her
letter," he said to the little black
eyed French maid.
"Ees Meestaire Osborrrne zee new
groom?"
"Yes."
"I go thees minute!" Ilein! what, a
fine-looking young man to make eyes
at on cold nights in the kitchen!
Warburton sat down and twirled his
hat. Several times he repressed the
desire to laugh. He gazed curiously
about him. From where he sat he
could see into the kitchen. The French
chef was hanging up his polished pans
in a glistening row back of the range,
and he was humming a little chason
which Warburton had often heard in
the restaurants of the provincial cities
of I- ranee. He even found himself
catching up the refrain where the chef
left off. Presently he heard foot
steps sounding on the hardwood floor,
which announced that the maid was
returning with her mistress.
He stood up, rested first on one foot,
then 011 the other, and awkwardly
shifted his new hat from one hand to
the other, then suddenly put the hat
under his arm, recollecting that the
label was not such as servants wore
inside their hats. • >
There was something disquieting in
those magnetic sapphire eyes looking
so serenely into his.
CHAPTER I A'.
THE HEROINE HIRES A GROOM. |
Remarkable as it may read, his first |
impression was of her gc.wi —a gown I
s.a'li as women wear on those after
noons, when they are free of socialobli- |
cations, a gown to wa!k in or to lounge I
in. The skirt, which barely reached to j
the top of her low shoes, was of some j
blue stuff (stuff, because to a man's !
mind the wort covers feminine dress- j
goo.ls generally, iiberalv. and handily.) !
overshot with gray. Above this she
hud i>'Jt 011 a white golfing-sweaUT,
I a garment which at that t'me was Just
beginning to find vogue among women
who loved the fields anji the road.
Only men who own to stylish sisters
appreciate these things, and Warbur
ton possessed lather observant eyes,
• She held a -jiinch of plucked
; popples in her hand. It was the see
on. i t;m« that their glances had met
I and heb'. In the previous episode (on
J the day she had leaned out of the cab)
| hers had been the first to fall. Now it
was his turn. He studied the tips of
his shoes. There were three causes
why he lowered his eyes; First, she
was mistress here and he was an appli
cant for employment; second, he loved
1 her; third, he was committing the first
bold hishonesty in his life. Once, it
was on the very tip of his tongue to
confess everything, apologize, and take
I himself off. But his curiosity was of
J greater weight than his desire. Ho
remained silent and waited for her to
speak.
"Celeste, you may leave us," said
Miss Annesley.
Celeste courtesied, shot a killing
glance at the tentative groom, and de
parted the scene.
"You have driven horses for soma
length of time?" the girl began.
If he might only look as calmly and
fearlessly at her! What a voice, now
that he heard it In its normal tone!
"Yes, Madam; I have ridden and driven
something like ten years."
"Where?"
"In the west, mostly."
"You are English?'
"No; Mi-dam." He wondered how
much she had heaid at the police-court
that morning. "1 am American born."
"Are you addicted to the use of in
toxicants?"—mentally noting the clear
ness of the whites of his eyes.
The barest flicker of a smile stirred
his lips.
"No, Madam. I had not been drink
ing last night—tha* is, not in the sense
the officers declared I had. It is truo
that I take a.drink once in a while,
when I have been riding or driving
all day, or when I am cold. I have ab
solutely 110 appetite."
[To Ui? Continued. 1
I'rceoeioi:* YituiiK UiMisnriun,
The judge of one of the Missouri
county courts went to his home the
other afternoon, and. becoming ac
quainted with some flagrant act of his
seven-year-old-son. summoned the lad
before him. "Now, sir, lay off you'
coat." he said sternly. "I am goins
to give you a whipping that you will
remember as long as you live." "If
it. please your honor," said the hoy,
"we desire to ask a stay of proceedings
in this case until we can prepare and
file a change of venue to mother's
court. Our application will be based
on the belief that this court has formed
an opinion regarding the guilt of the
defendant, which cannot be shaken by
evidence, and is therefore not com
petent to try the case." Stay was
eranted, and the boy allowed 25 cents
attorney fee.—Kansas City Journal.
I'nrnon iiml riirnlc.
A well-known Pennslyvania clergy
man recently received an invitation
to officiate at the Sunday services of
a church in a neighboring town, and
entrusted his new curate with the per
formance of his own duties. When he
returned home that night he anxiously
asked his good wife what she thought
of the curate's sermon.
"It was positively the worst I ever
heard," replied the ministerial help
meet. "There was absolutely nothing
in It."
A little disappointed the clergyman
sought the new curate and asked him
how he had made out during the day.
"Oh, very well," was the rather
startling reply. "I didn't have time to
prepare anything myself, so I preached
one of your old sermons."—Philadel
phia Telegraph.
I'flt* Willi ted to Know.
Fritz was the meekest looking of
fice boy that ever put glue 011 a book
keeper's stool. He worked for a law
yer, and one day the lawyer had a
woman client, whose brute of a hus- !
band had beaten her and for whom
he filed suit for divorce. A week' later
the husband, six feet tall and broad !
in proportion, came into the office 1
drunk, announcing his intention of \
whipping every one there. Every one
I was too busy to see him and he was '
let' to Fritz. Fritz held conversation ;
with the man and listened to his trou
bles. Finally the man declared loud- !
ly: "I've buried three wives, two of !
them in this county." "What county !
burled the other one?" inquired Fritz.
\ot Timothy.
Frequently in the south one finr',3
among the negroes as remarkable
Chrlstain names as those bestowed
upon their offspring by the Puritan
fathers. A gentleman of Virginia tells
of a negro living near Richmond who
for years had been familiarly known
to him as Tim. it became necssary
at one i,.ne In a law suit to know the
full name of the darky. The not un
natural supposition that Tim stood j
for Timothy met with a flat denial, j
"No, sail!" exclaimed the negro, "nia'u !
name ain't Timothy. It's 'What-tim- j
orous-souls-we-poor-mortal«-be Jack
son." Bey jest calls me Tim f' sho't."
—Success Magazine.
Sometvluit Different.
The scai.ty-l-p ired bachelor at the;
pedal 1 11 'ir.it \ of the mahogany was
sawing away at his steak.
"You remind me of a picture I once )
saw,' remarked the rlbbon-countcr j
clerk, "it was- entitled 'An Imitation '
of a Man at Work.'"
"You've turned to the wrong page !
in the art catalogue, young man,"l
growled the old bachelor. "The pic- j
Mire I represent is a war chromo en- j
titled 'The Battle of Bull Hun.'"—Chi- j
tttgo News.
RULES AND ETIQUETTE OE GOLF
"A ball lying In the fork of a trp«
must be played or the player shall los«
a stroke."
A Lucky Cast.
Shp was a freckled country maid.
She 'lid her mother's ilu;y.
A city fellow married her
To Ki't a. speckled beauty.
—N. Y. Sun.
In Memory of the Departed.
"What a beautiful locket you have
I presume you have a memento o
some sort in it?"
"Oh, yes; a lock of my husband';
hair."
"But your husband isn't dead, if
he?"
"No. But his hair is all gone."—Mil
waukee Sentinel.
Different View Points.
"The anxious lover imagines thai
when the marriage ceremony takes
place all his troubles will be ovei
with."
"Well?"
"Well, when he is married a whlk
he realizes that that is just when life's
troubles commence."—Houston Post.
A Business Man's Opinion.
"Think of the men of genius whe
lacked the necessities of life!" ex
claimed the studious young woman.
"Yes," answered Mr. Cumrox, "and
In nearly every case it was because
they didn't know how to advertise."—
Washington Star.
Reason for It.
"Why, Mr. Knox,' said fhe landlady
to the new boarder, "you have let j
piece of butter fall in your coffee"
"I did it on purpose, Mrs. Hasher, re
plied then. b. "I believe in compellint
the strong to assist the weak."—Chica
go Daily News.
Getting Information.
Mr. Coodthing—How does your sis
ter like the engagement ring I gave
her, Bobby?
Her Young Brother —Well, it's a lit
tle to small; she has an awful hard
time getting it off when the other fol
lows call.—Tit-Bits.
It Would Never Do.
"Let's go round and call on Mrs.
Gossip."
"Not for the world."
"Why, have you quarreled with
her?"
"No; but I happen to know that she
is at home."—Houston Post.
Hard to Bear.
• Lady Visitor—Oh, Mr. Smear, these
ostriches are simply superb. You
should never paint anything wise but
birds.
Artist (sadly)— Those are not 03-
triches, madam. They are angels.—
Cassell's Journal.
Comparing Notes.
"I tell you, it's a serious thing to TM
the father of 11 daughters."
"I can understand that, old fellow
It keeps me busy clearing away tht
cold wads of chewing gttta for six.—
Chicago Tribune.
Took First Prize.
"My dog took first at a cat
show."
"How was that?"
"He took the cat." —Judge.
Getting Even.
"What makes you think the markei
went wrong to-day?"
"Because my husband came hom«
and spanked Johnny."—Houston Post.
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