n n i.a c Y
b k I E K rK IS K
J again.
‘■Ann Apperthwalte think«
1 about him still I” she said, with some-
; thing like vlndlctlveness. "I've always
i suspected It. She thought you were
1 new to the place and didn’t know any
thing about It all, or anybody to men
tion It to. That’s it!"
"I'm stilt new to the place,” I urged,
“and still don't know anything about
It all."
When in need of anything in our line give us a call.
Phone 16x5
"They need to be engaged," wax her
succinct and emphatic answer.
I found It hut too UJnminatlng. “Oh,
o h !” I cried. "I was an Innocent,
wasn't I?"
“I'm glad she does think of him."
said my cousin. “It serves her right.
I only hope he won't find tt ouL be
cause he’s a poor, faithful creature: sits and sits! And I can't bear It any
he'd Jump at the chance to take her longer, nnd I've told him so.’ ”
back—and she doesn’t deserve him.”
“Poor Mr. Beasley,” I said.
“How long has tt been," I askad,
“I think, ‘Poor Ann Apperthwalte!” *
“since they used to be engaged!”
retorted my cousin. ‘T d like to know
“Oh, a good while— five or six years if there’s anything nicer than Just to
ago, I think—maybe more; time skips
along. Ann Apperthwalte's no chick
en, you know." (Such was the lady’s
expression.) “They got engaged Just
after she come home from college, and
of all the Idiotically romantic girl»—"
"But she's a teacher,” I tnterrunted.
"of mathematics.”
"Yes." She nodded wisely. "I a!
ways thought that explained it: the
romance ts a reaction from the al
gebra. I never knew a person con
nected with mathematics or astronomy
or statistics, or any of those exact
As I Began ts Knew Same of My Co- things, who didn’t have a crazy streak
Laborer« on the Despatch, and to In 'em somewhere. They’ve got to blaw
Pick Up Acquaintances Hero and off steam and be foolish to make ub
There About Town, I Sometimes for putting In so much of their time
Made Mr. Baaelay the Subject of at hard sense. But don’t you think
Inquiry,
that I dislike Ann Apperthwalte. She'«
*
erlng old reprobate, notorious for the always been one of my best friends I
various ingenuities by which he had that’s why I feel at liberty to abuse
worn out the patience of the charity her—and I always w ill abuse her
organizations. He asked Beasley for when I think how she treated »oar
a dime. Beasley had no money In his David Beasley.”
ALBANY
"How did she treat him J”
pockets, but gave the man his over
"Threw him over out of a clear sky
coat, went home without any himself,
and spent six weeks In bed with a bad one night, that’s all. Just sent him
case of pneumonia as the direct re home and broke his heart: that la. U
would have been broken If he’d bad
sult. His beneficiary sold the over
coat, and Invested the proceeds In a any kind of disposition except the one
five-days’ spree. In the closing scenes the Lord blessed him with—Just all
of which a couple of brickbats were optimism and cheerfulness and niaks-
We have ltd* of good
the-best-of-lt-uess! He’s never cared
featured to high, spectacular effect
for
anybody
else,
and
I
guess
he
nevar
One he sent through a Jeweler's show-
will."
window in an attempt to Intimidate
“What did she do It for!”
on hand and are gettin g more everv day
some wholly Imaginary pursuers, the
"Nothin»!” Sly cousin shot the In
’> r I t - n-otected at « iwrf "tl- -
P is — a
^*4
i-. ? i r
i
ual policeman who was endeavoring dignant word frotp her lips. “Nothing
In
the
wide
world!”
h 1 d?n t know,” gold I, keeping at I
to soothe him. The victim of Beas
"I Think. ‘Poor Ann A pperthw altal'"
“But there must have beca—•*
.... ,
*w, "whether It's more like of town for a little visit, her mother ley’s charity and the officer were then
Retorted My Cousin.
A lic e i
_
. , . . .
Listen to me," she InterVupied.
1 ,r ,,le Interlocutor's converaa- ' Informed ns, over the following Satnr- borne to the hospital In company.
to $52
‘and
tell
me
If
you
ever
heard
any
„. n* a minstrel show.”
alt
and
sit
nnd sit and sit with ns love-
If was due In part to recollections
1 duy and Sunday. She was not alto-
to $40, Very good
us h !” she warned me, though we , gether out’of ray thoughts, however— of this legend and others of a similar thing queerer In your life. They'd ly a man as that—a man who under Used ranges $20
couditon. All astjhargain prices.
were
«heady at a safe distance, and Indeed, she almost divided them with character that people laughed when been engaged — Heaven knows bow sta n d s things, nnd thinks and listens
did .'
422 West F irst at.. Albany, Oregon.
<M speak again until we had the Honorable I»avld Beasley.
they said, “Oh, yes, I know Dave long—over two years; probablynearar nnd sm iles—Instead of everlastingly
three—and alw ays she kept putting It talk in g!"
'
'«I the front walk. There she
Beasley."
A better view which I was afforded
1 eC. and I noted that she was of this gentleman did not lessen my
Altogether. I should say, Beasley o ff; wouldn't begin to get ready,
“As It happens," I remarked, 'T'vo
trei
lW’lng—and, no doubt correctly, Interest In him; Increased It rather; was about the most popular man In wouldn't set a day for the wedding. heard Mr. Beusley talk.”
Ju
Then
Mr.
Apperthwaite
died,
and
loft
S» d her emotion to be that of con- It also served to make the extraordi Wainwright. I could discover nowhere
“Why. of course he talks," she re
at
her and her mother stranded high and
m.atloo.
nary didoes of which he had been the anything, however, to shed tlie faint
turned, “when there's nny real use In
“There was no one there!" she ex- virtuoso and I the audience more than est light upon the mystery of Bill dry with nothing to live on. David
It. And he talks to children; he's that
had everything In the world to «dve kind of a man.”
(aimed. "He was all by him self! It ever profoundly inexplicable.
My Hammersley and Slmpledorla. It was
her—and
still
she
w
ouldn't!
And
the«,
•w s Just the same as what you saw glimpse of him In the lighted doorway not until the Sunday of Miss Apper-
“I meant a particular instance,’
l i s t night I”
hwafte’s absence that the revelation one day, she came up here and told
harl given me the vaguest Impression
began; meaning to see if she could
me
she'd
broken
It
off.
Said
abe
awe.
“Evidently.”
of I ll s nppearnnee, but one afternoon—
give me nny clew to Bill Hammersley
"Hid It aound to you”—tliera was a a few days after my Interview with
That afternoon I went to call upon couldn't stand it to be engaged _
and Slmpledorla, but at that moment
little awed tremor In her voice thut Miss Apperthwalte—I was starting for the widow of a second-cousin of rn!ue; David Beasley another mlnutat”
the gate clicked under the hand of
"But why?"
T found very appealing—“did It sound the office ond met him full-face-on as she lived In a cottage not far from
another caller.
My cousin rose to
"Because”—my
cousin's
tone
was
to you like a person who'd lost his he was turning In at hts gate. I took Mrs. Apperthwalte's, upon the same
F. M . “ RENCH & SO N S
greet him, and presently I took my
shrill
with
her
despair
of
expressing
mind?”
as careful Invoice of him as I could street. I found her sitting on a pleas
A I .B A N Y
ORCG.
leave
without
having
been
able
to
get
ant veranda, with boxes of flowering the satire she would have put Into It— back upon the subject of Beasley.
“I don't know,” I said. "I don’t without conspicuously glaring.
because,
she
said
he
was
a
man
ef
plants
along
the
railing,
though
Indian
know at all what to make of IL” .
There was something remarkably
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Thus, once more baffled. I returned
"He couldn't have been"—her eyes "taking," as wo say, about this m a n - summer was now close upon depar no Im agination!”
to Mrs. Apperthwalte's—and within
'She
still
says
so,"
I
remarked
ture. She was rocking meditatively
grew very wide—"Intoxicated 1”
something easy and genial and qutzzt
the hour came Into full possession of
thoughtfully.
“No. I'm sure It wasn't that."
cal anil careless. He was the kind of and held a finger In a inotoeeo vol
‘Then It's time she got a little Imag the very heart of that dark and subtle
"Then I don’t know what to make person you Ilka to meet on the street; ume, apparently of verse, though I
mystery which overhuug the honse
o f IL either. All that wild talk about whose cheerful passing sends you on suspected she had been better enter ination herself!" snapped my coiiidu «-
attorney at l aw
next door a.id so perplexed my soul.
ion.
"David
Beasley's
the
quietest
‘BUI Ilammertley’ and ‘Slmpledorla’ feellug Indefinably a little gaver than tained In the observation of the people
mon
God
has
made,
but
everyhoJa
Cuaick Bank Building.
and spring-hoards In Scotland and—” yon did.
lie was tall, thill—even and vehicles decorously passing along
"And an eleven-foot Jump," I sug
gaunt, perhaps—and his face was long, the sunlit thoroughfare within her knows what he is! There are soma
(T
be
continued.)
A 'bany, Oregon.
rare people In this world that are«'»
gested.
rather pale, and shrewd and g en tle: view.
“Why, there's no more a 'Bill Hain- something in Ils oddity not unremlnd
We exchanged Inevitable questions all talk; there are some still taiec
mersley,'" she cried, w ith a gesture-of ful of the late Sol Smith Bussell. His and news of mutual relatives; I had ones that scarcely ever talk at ait—
told her how I liked my work and and David Beasley's one of them
excited emphasis, “than there Is a hat wns tilted back n little, the slight
'Slmpledorla' 1”
est bit to one aide, and the sparse, what I thought of Wainwright, and don’t know whether It’s because h e
can t talk, or If ho can and hates to;
"So It appears,” I agreed.
brownish hnlr above Ids high forehead she was congratulating me upon hav
"He’s lived there all alone.” she was going to lie gray before long. He ing found so pleasunt a place to live I only thank the Lord he's put a few
said, solemnly, “In that big house, so ' looked about forty.
aa Mrs. Apperthwalte's, when she In like that Into this talky world! David
S h e i ’ A c c e p t your gift glsdly if i
long. Just sitting there evening after
The truth ts. 1 hail espertad to see terrupted herself to smile and nod a Bensley’s «mile Is better than acres
evening, all by himself, never going a cousin german to bon Q uixote; I cordial greeting to two gentlemen of other people's talk. My Providence I
is a h o, of our delicious candy. It i
out, never reading anything, not even had thought to detect signs and driving by. They waved their hata to Wouldn't anybody, Just to look at him.
every hit aa wholesome, too, as it r
thinking; but Just sitting and sitting gleams of wildness, however slight— her gayly, then leaned back comforta know that he .does better than talk?
delicio i , and after tasting it you'll wan
and sitting— Well," she broke off» something n little “off.” One glance bly against the cushions—and If ever He th in k s! The trouble with Ann Ap
moro.
F zeryone dotes upon our choic
perthwalte
was
that
she
was
too
suddenly, shook the frown from her of that kindly end humorous eye told two men were obviously and Incontest
eon(ectloua. they ara always so pure
ably on the best of terms with each young to see It. She wns so full of
forehead, and made me the offer of a me such expectation had been non
f»erh and del ictons.
dazzling smile, "there'a no use both
sense. Odd he might have been—Oad- other, these two were. They were novels and poetry and dreaminess and
highfalutin nonsense she couldn’t aav
«wing one's own head about It."
xooks! he looked It—but "queer?” David Beasley and Mr. Dowden
anything as It really was. She'd study
“I'm glad to have a feltow-wltness," Never. The fact that Miss Apper
“I do wish," said my cousin, resum
I etild. “It’a so eerie I might have thwalte could picture such s man as log her rocking—"I do wish dear Da her mirror, and see such a heroine of
concluded there was something the this "sitting aad sitting and sitting" vid Beasley would get a new car of romance there that she Just couldn't
matter with me."
himself Into any form of mania or some kind; that old model of his ts hear to have a fiance who hadn't any
"You're going to your work?" she i madness whatever spoke loudly of her a disgrace! I suppose you haven't chance of turning out to be the crow«- 1
asked, as I turned toward the gate. * own Imagination. Indeed! The key to met him? Of course, living at Mrs prince of Kenosha In disguise I At the
"I'm very glad I don't have to go to | "Slmpledorla" wak to he sought un Apperthwalte's. you wouldn’t he apt very least, to suit her he'd have haJ
to wear a ‘well-trimmed Vandyke' uud
mine.”
to.”
der some other mat.
“Yours?" I Inquired, rather blankly.
"But what ts he doing with Mr coo sonnets In the gloaming, or read
Are you saving for the future or spending alt as yor go?
. . . As I began to know some of
‘On a Balcony’ to her by a red Ian»#.
“I teach algebra and plane geometry my co-laborers on the Despatch, and DowdonT’ I asked.
“Poor David! Outside of hts law
at the High school." said this surpris . to pick up acquaintances, here and
She lifted her eyebrow«. “W h y -
books, I don't believe he’s ever read
ing young woman
"Thank Heaven. there, about town. I sometimes made taking him for a drive, I suppose."
.ucTl'r,s” V: r,s: « d ' ° On ** abk * ° ’ n h U o ’ » ‘ '»"n cr bu.tncss. H i.
It’s Saturday I I'm reading ‘Le« Mis Mr. Beasley the subject of Inquiry
"No. I mean—how do they happen anything hut 'Robinson Crusoe' and
the Bible and Mark Twain. Oh. you I
erable«' for the seventh time, and I'm Everybody knew him. "Oh? yes, I to be together?"
alixes the "rath of’ tbeM^in^** “ 1 , ^cre^oF.*' “**“*
*nd ‘° ° '
going to have a real orgy over Oer
“Why shouldn't they be? They're should have heard her talk about U l__
know Dnve Beasley!" would come the
‘I couldn't bear It another day.' she
v slse and the barricade this after reply, nearly always with a chuckling old friends—’•
•
»v'-rei ot * access is saving.'*
noon 1"
‘T hey are!" And, In answer to her «aid. 'I couldn't stand I t! In all tha
sort of laugh. I gathered that he had
time Tve known him I don't believe
a name for “easy going" which amount look of surprise. I explained that I
he’s ever asked me a single qnestlo»-
I
III.
s . . . . U M . , , th
„ a
ed to eccentricity. It was said that had begun to speak of Beasley at Mrs
I do not know why It should hsvs , what the ward-heelers and carap-fol
Apperthwalte'«. and described the ab except when he asked me tf I'd marry
• stonlahed me to find that Miss Ap •
ruptness with which Dowden had him H e never says anything—ne\er
speaks at a ll!’ she »«Id. 'You d o u l
lowers got out of him in campaign changed the subject
Perth wait« was a teacher of mathe
times made the political managers
W han
Mf< ..
giatlca except that (to ray Inexpert
"I s e e ,' ray cousin nodded, coropre- know a blessing when you see It' I
told her 'B lessin g!'sh e said 'There’a
enced eye) she didn't look It. She cry, n e was the first and readiest handingly.
"T?»at'g simple enough
nothing
In
the
man'
He
has
ue
prey for every fraud and swindler that George Dowden didn’t want you to
looked more like Charlotte C ordsy!
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I had the pleasure of seeing her op «'ame to Wainwright. I heard, and yet.
posite me at lunch the next day (when In spite of thia and of his hatred of talk of Bensley there. I snppfBs It tion than the chair he sits and site
Mr. Dowden kept me occupied with "speech making" ("He's ns silent ns may have been a tittle embarrassing and sits In! H alf the Ume be ausweg«
Spencerville poHtlrs. obviously from Grant I" said one Informant), he had for everybody—especially If Ann Ap what I say to him hy nodding and soy
tog "urn hum,” with that same eld
fear that I would break out again), a large practice, ond was one of the perthwalte heard yon."
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