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About The morning Astorian. (Astoria, Or.) 1899-1930 | View Entire Issue (May 17, 1906)
THURSDAY, MAY 17, 1908.
TTTT. MnnVTVfl ACTVYTIYAV ACTvrtTA rnvntx7 m
wtwh mr newspaper, ana ' been
ort f rectus ail till Ufa."
"No barm In trying," said Dayton.
"I'll jiml drop him h line."
!u tin mull two morning later cam
the answer, Dayton opened It In the
presence of lve;b. It w printed
lip which read:
lrd Kramplon i'proltM your cour.
tv, II rt"ia that and ths stati
f hla h.alth nrnka II Imposilbls for him
psraonally lo thank ru.
"I tlioufht ao," aald Iveagb, not con
waling his delight at Dsyton' discom
fiture. "He semis that lo everybody
who tries to Intrude upon him,"
Dayton inwhsntcal). turned tha
prluted all over. "What'a this?" ha
aid. There waa writing In feeble,
My Dear glr-I am Inn. hlna at tha Ath.
naxilm club Ihn tiny after tomorrow
(Tlmr.lv) mid ahalt t ploaatd to a
you ihtr iiftrrward-at I.
Dsyton tliruat the note Into hla pock
ft. I'oiiivftllim hla filling of triumph.
"I may coble what hit says -If It'a
worth while H might make a good
feature for tlii'in 011 Huuday." And b
Ivagh looked after blm, dated. "Tat
there lire aome people who ay there'e
1111 riii'Ii thing aa Im'k!" he- grumbled.
"Who'd huve thought old Frarapton
had gone atark mad?"
At tha Carleton Iayton found a tale
flhall b. at Clarldat'a tomorrow. B.
aur to coma at I prerlMly,
"Whatever ahall I do?" ha aald after
ha had reread tho telegram and Ird
Frampton's nolo to maka aura. Both
for Thuradny; lith at tha aama hour.
I I'M 11' I put cither of them off. What
ahull I do with Foss?"
No; Fs could not ha put off. Ha
must he seen lit tin time tn had up
pointed or the great Hominy feature
would ba loat, "1 muat aend aomo one
In my place, Hut who? It muat la a
newspoper uinu. a uinn with tha news
paper Instinct nnd training; It muat ba
a mau of the bst possible address and
up In philosophy and sociology and
Foss, Where ran I get him?"
It seemed absurd to think on auch a
problem, yet after nearly on hour Day
ton Juiiimi up and mi hi, "Why, of
course--Just th man better than I
could jmsslbly do It myself," and be
gau fuitibllng In a compartment of tin
trunk that waa full of letters, papera
and carda. I la aoon found what he
waa searching Yor-a card bearing the
addreaa of Henry Carpenter. A. com
mon friend In New York had given It
to him, aaylng: "Ixnik Carpenter up
and, If you ran, put aornathlng In hla
way. ! bear he'a badly off."
Aa Dayton aald to hlmaelf, Hanry
Carpenter waa probably tha beat equip
ped man In the world for an Intarrlew
with Fori for an American newspaper,
Ha waa a Tale man with a Iti. D. from
Gottlogen, and a writer on economic
subjects who had won aome fame.
Hut phlloaophy la not profitable, and
Carpenter made hla living aa n newspo
per reporter. He had Iwou one of tho
clement In the profession, then hud
mnrrled nod taken to drink and gone
to the bottom.
The address, on tha card waa In the
far eifd f'lNmllco.' Dayton let out,
calling at the Victoria. There wan
aoreral New York newapaper men In
the lounge. He asked them If they
bad seen Carpenter. "Juat left him,"
aid one. "He waa bound for the Cri
terion." Dayton drove to the Criterion
and bagan a search of Ue crowded
rooma. He aoon aaw Carpenter wan
dering about the bar, noting each face
aa If be were looking for an acquaint
ance. Hla clothee, bla very eipreeaton,
proclaimed poverty and failure, and
Dayton, knowing bla habits, waa par
ticularly Impraaaed by the weakneaa of
bla chin. But In eplte of the air of
"hard luck" Carpenter looked the gen
tleman, the man of auperlor Intelli
gence. He greeted Dayton effusively,
and aa aoon a the bualneea waa dis
closed eagerly offered bla service.
"There only one dlfflculty-wlll
Ixrd Frampton receive you wbea be Is
"We'll have to take our chaneee on
that," aald Carpenter.
"Hut I never take chance If I can
help It. I've bean tblnklng-be doean't
know me and he doean't know you.
Why shouldn't you send In one of my
cards lniieraonate me 7"
Carpenter's face brightened.
"Yea; that Is tha best plan," eon tin
ued Dayton. "With your special knowl
edge you'll do the Interview far better
Urn n I could. He'll really profit by tha
It waa so agreed, and Carpenter
went away, Dayton advanctng him two
aoverelgna. When ho returned the ueit
afternoon his appearance was In every
wsy ssttsfactory, and Dayton's last
misgivings disappeared. He went with
Carpenter to the Athenaeum. "Ifa a
little early, old man, but you can send
In your-or, rather, my-card and wait.
And don't forget you're both under as
sumed iimnm. If you are calling your
self Dayton when you're Carpenter,
lau't ho culling himself Frampton when
"You may rely on me. I'll do my
beat." said Carpenter.
ne saw Curpenter enter the club
tonne; saw I1I111 give his card to the at
teiiilniit. Not until then did he drlv
n way. Ida heart was light. Fate had
been kind to him. On tho stroke of 3
ho wiih In the writing room at CInr
Idge's. F.lale did not keep him waiting
"Mother ha changed her plans," slit
sold, hurrying In. 'i thought we'd
have a clear hour, but she may be back
at any moment."
Ho wus looking at her steadily
"Well?" he aNked.
Hho flushed nnd cast down her eyes
Then Nhe lifted them and returned hl
fare steadfastly. "Yes." she said.
He gave a long sigh.
They were silent for a few minutes.
"Mother" she beguu.
"Hhe will not consent r
"It's of no use to ask her. You know
He nodded cheerfully. "But we don't
need her consent You're of sge."
"What do you suggest?"
"Well, 1 had arranged-ln cane you
accepted and your mother wouldn't
have It-thnt we should marry nt the
American conaul general's. He's an old
friend of 11 I in; and has promised to at
tendTW everything for trie, All we bav
to do Is to let blin know when we're
Coming. He's even got an American
preacher at band."
Hhe laughed. "And when did you
dare to do this r
"Yesterday, a soon aa I had your
telegram, it waan't daring, wa it, to
aaaume that you meant what font tele
gram Implied V y
"Whatever It wa or wa not, I Ilk
"I thought," he continued, "that w
would better marry in some way that
wonld leave bar a chance to com
around quietly afterward."
"Yes, that la batter than going to
Scotland," aald Elsie reflectively.
Dayton laughed. "And who dared
to think out an elopement away off to
cotiand 7" be aald.
Klle wa still blushing when her
mother came In. Dayton Invited them
to dinner and the theater, and Mr.
At 8 the next morning, aa Dayton
had finished shaving and waa going
Into hi bath, there waa a knock at the
outer door of hi sitting room.
"What la It?" be called.
"A gentleman to see you, air," came
through tba door.
"Carpenter," he said to himself.
Then to tho servant: "Show blm np,
please. Bring him to the sitting room
and tell him I will see blm directly."
With this ho unlocked the outer door
and went back through the bedroom
Into bis bathroom. Soon he heard the
outer door open and the servant show
ing his caller In. When he had bathed
be returned to the bedroom. The por
tiere was drawn across the door Into
tho sitting room. He could wait no
longer. "I say, old man," be abouted,
"did you get a good yarn?"
There was a sharp rustling, then
alienee. He went to the portiere and
threw It back and stood In tho door
way, bis bathrobe half open, bis
face and neck red from the cold
water, his hair tumbled. He was
transfixed. Before him, gaping at him,
sat an old man, a study In the black of
broadcloth end the white of linen and
akin and wool like hair and aide whisk
ers. His head was wagging and bis
mouth njnr as he stared stupidly at
Dayton. He raised himself with the
aid of 0 gold beaded cane and put up
his eyeglass. "I muBt apologize to
you," he quavered. "I'm so disturbed
that I hardly know what I'm about this
morning. I fancied I was In the rooms
of a Mr. Fenlmore Dayton."
"I'm Fenlmore Dayton," aald Day
ton. And then a horrible thought flash
ed Into bis mind.
The old man's mouth hud flown open
again. "What?" he exclaimed. "Im
possible!" Dayton, all the blood In bis body In
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"Whatt " he exclaimed. "Impossible I"
or move. "Great heavens," he thought,
"what shall I do? What has Carpen
tar been up to?"
Lord Frampton passed his hand over
his face. "Impossible!" ho muttered.
"Incredible!" And again he rubbed hla
face confusedly. "Tell me," he looked
strangely at Dayton, "did you or did
you not have a talk with me at the
Athenaeum club yesterday In the aft
Dayton opened his mouth several
times before he could articulate, "I did
"Then who was it? Where 1 hef
lord Frampton looked anjrrlly around.
I Insist upon an explanation, sir!"
"Excuse me Just a few minutes. 1
must finish dressing. I was and 1
wasn't there. I'll explain." Dayton
withdrew to the bedroom, pulling the
portiere over the doorway.
He hurried Into his clothes and re
turned to the sitting room. He stood
before Lord Frampton, looking asham
ed, ropeutant, honest. "I am going to
make a clean breast of It, sir," be said.
"I could uot keep my engagement with
you yesterday. I did not wish to lose
tho Interview. 1 sent a perfectly com
potent man, thinking It made no dlf
fereuce to you, us you did uot know
me or care especially who did the In
terview, so long as It whs done properly."
Iut where Is he? Where Is he?"
Lord Frampton tapped his cune angrt
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