The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, August 6, 1899, Page 25

THE SUNDAY CALL. 25 e G ownward. A thick strand of hair swept over her shoulder. modern point of view. I wnderstand on good authority that in old times veling at the kind of vacation you want to take. And ‘to-morrow,’ re sank swiftly: floor after floor herself face 2 o sank swittly; foor. stter 1 R A S R P S e lovers used to languish. That is probably a lle, but at any rate we do not too, eh? : d the opal- X . grizzled ¢ old with pain. He went to the in these times languish to any great extent. We get drunk. Do you un- “‘Well, it suits me,” muttered Coleman, sulki ' g Other elf a ha less man. Iy poor child, derstand, Patrick?” ““Well, if it suits you, that's enough. Here's chec Clear out cries. : rem pidly to he The walter was used to g harangue at Coleman's breakfast time. He now and don’ e see you agatn until you are_thorot rested, e i grasped a lever and room. placed his hand over his mouth and giggled. yessir.”" if it takes a y * He arose and stood smiling. He was mightily pleased h sometimes an unbalanc- d of hair away from Of course,” continued Coleman, thoughtfully, “it might be pointed out with himself. i 1 v. He was almost seraphic 3 ated s of by uneducated persons that it is difficult to maintain & high standard of as he thrust the Sdsind dollars: te 1 Coleman. L 5 st thin Hold on drunkenness for the adequate length of time, but in the series of experi- Then his ma mrned she sald i 2 ) - e ¢ conne ¢ love me &t all. ments which I am about to make I am sure I can easily prove them to be g little about th. ing to manage the corresponden: him. W avator : in the wrong.” £ Of course it will be a long and bloody war.” h the outrage a man sor, trembli “be qulet, child. Be quiet. “I am sure, sir,” said the waiter, “the young ladies would not like to You bet ) r a cell in company with & he love of it. But it don’'t be hearing you talk this way “The bg chance s that all Europe wlll be dragged nto t. Of co over ft. , the—but it don’t “Yes: no doubt, no doubt. The young ladies have still quite medieval then d have to come out of Greece and take up a better position— Opposite f the Cit; he was i They don't understand. They still prefer lovers to languish - " gh th of people h cable professor. ‘‘Marj poor daughter.” ““At any rate, sir, I don't see that your heart is sure enough broken. just want i T able to dis sh the I but conti a dull whisper. “He was You seem to take it Very easy. < B taoghed at's a vi with me. He didn't care “Broken!” cried Coleman. * ‘Easy.’ Man, my heart is in fragments. turgeon. 1 b v = g away.” She turr ¢t Bring me another small bottle. “Well, it _sui u what It is,” b roor = houlders shook as if they RS 2 15 added suda CHAPTER VL was charmed Sturgeon L Bk Vhen hi L T i = six weeks later Coleman went to the office of the proprietor of the by the somber pain in Cole 3 t it. SRression e Smorose dipni CH.APTER 2 .~ Coleman was one of those smooth-shaven old-vouns men who “Good. Go now and be blowed. v ; (o meet you v trange 5] o 3 pon some occasions a singular air of temperance and purit At s soon as you get to Greece cable me : nt of the situ- I'\”L'("(?\' it N\‘i?&p S . ) s o s his features lost their quality of worldly shrewdn 1d we will arrange our plax He t to laugh. ‘‘Private e : e 2 e The eng suspicion and bloomed as the face of some innocent boy. It 5 Come out to dinner with me.” < TRt y wheezed and ze he lamps in the cars p d to tell that he had ever encountered even such a crime as a_lie I can’t very well,” said Coleman. “If I go to-morrow I've ot to vade Stuffy odor ke ex: iis case cigarette. Yked into the proprietor's office he was a perfect pack—" : : Mo e el . al D dly” alonk 1he Semblance of a fine, inexperienced youth. People usually concluded. this But here the rehl tyrant appeared. emerging m behind the ind they ors a polar wind circled: the legs 21 bath or some other expedient of recuperation, curtain of sentiment, appearing like a red devil in a pantomime. “You 5 [ { Ve “This doesn’t look right to me. It’s going to take up half a page. Can’t you change it somehow ?”’ cal characteristic. can’t?” snapped Sturgeon. ‘‘Nonsense it was due probably to the power of a phy Boss in?" said Coleman. “Well what for?” demanded Coleman, but A I'm stuck on “Yeh,” said the secretary, jerking his thumb toward an inver door. In - - CHAPTER VIL ! i I run it accord- his private offi turgeon sat on the edge of the table dangling one leg Sweeping out from between two remote, hah}- ubmerged dunes on :/h‘lfihe amer b ger an to roll with r statercoms w at rh: rtholes. The waves grappled ng cars Cole a ream - g car leman and dream Lo ing the wall. As Coleman entered he looked up stood slender sentry lighthouses e cried, “youre just the man I wanted to see. I've insinuating motion’ FPassengers in ‘great scheme he :n- quickly racing fleetly past the y als the s He n to pace inte watched the go slid from the table ! To hia knces bris s pocket hurriedly at the sides of the great fly 1d boiled discomfited in started his c interest. “Now astern in a tur of green and white. From the tops of the enormous beloved's m E: attalion of men to go to C and fight the € streamed level ma moke which were imme tely torn to clouds s fer its own flag—the Ex : ect trained office the headlong win nwhile as the steamer rushed into the cab rattle 2 to an uptown hotel from \d there—enlist cvery your rill *em—bes men In caps and ulsters comfortably paraded the decks an AN Eeosamm oW Tote] u R e : and nurses \rranged deck chairs for the reception of various women Who Tmunitic ordered a la bottle of cham- —loas provisions— 1 . o t : o Wi abins with rugs. somber m ke an unbroken Of dyr gur thing complete—best In the world r om t abins w S oe 3 g t litters hi house. Dur- that gre What's the ma that now? Eh? E ie smoking room old voyagers were settling down comfortably, sending out y b great? IUs great, isn't it? my boy. w e ers were regarding them with a diffident respec Among igh a_window Coleman not seem to ig have been a Coleman found a nu of people whom he knew, in- - cluding a wholesal erchant, a Chicago railway magnal ew cted with the ne er yet been hung. ol matters conr y on fi at night, wi y ed practi in the smoking roor ity mammoth and glittering like the jewels : e salon or to their berths. Once indeed, a short note to York miilionair hem from time to time to drov aire was absent from the group while pennin the millio; his wife. When the Irish coast was si what happens to be the mat- m that the poker players were arriving, He ing his cheese. In the broad hall, occupied r and actors leather chairs, he found Chey tr tairs to Coleman’s man bega and papers from Sl nted Coleman came on deck to look at it. he answered. “I meed a4 ta]] young woman immediately halted {n her walk until he had stepped £ up to her. ~Well. of all ungallant men, Rufus Coleman, you are the star, e one then? she cried, laughing, and held out her hi wit} fost of the men, In order to pre pretyy heavy “Awfil sorr he murm z poker in the a t ind cuffs and up the sleey strain on 1 rest.” ., smoking room all voyage. Didn't have ger list until h blinding light 1upc Well, who as keeping you from it? It hasn't just now. Why didn’t you send me told so mod- nd d banker spun the ds car been me. estly and sincerely that when the gir r brilliant eyes full upon the paper to go a_mixture of adm n in the indignati ther the d dex “I know it hasn't been you, but of Later, durl sa “Biilie, what kind of and I wanted to have my share in its success ¢ that_everything is :nd you a T don't believe you can read, Rufus. Eise you would a lad is that y He addressed an old college all L ink I might go away for s [ 1 don’t mind.” .. have known I w il on this steamer. If I hadn't been ill until to-day friend g aimed Sturgeon. falling into r and reaching for his you would have seen me in the salon. I open at the Folly Theater next do you want to go? How long do vou want to be week. Dear ol’ Lunnon. y° know. sked the friend. *Of course I W you were going r where I want to go, I thought I were to go la aid Coleman, “but I thought you What do you open in?" h mon nt very s o lo 0 Exun -§ %Iy by Night, Come walk along with me. See those two old ladies? about hi B i pen in the air and e been watching for me like hawks ever since we left New York. He's one of those queer place to go for : Why. the big, expect me to flirt man on board. But I've fooled them. I've been just as g-0-0-d. I had to be ir moved toward the ste volve all Europe—| ely to y to get any rest in Greece. cnow there is likely to be a war futilely after the 1d rest me. I would like t0 line to the north. A wretche revort the war. i four times was dec “You are a queer bird.," answered Sturgeon, deeply fascinated with bundled In rugs, was pinh this new idea. He had apparently forgotten his vision of a Cuban volun- “Well. Nora,” said Coleman, * “War correspundence s about the most original medium geserve if if anybody does. Y t 1 ever heard o “Worked ha ar that may i a bar ood old n enormous and radiant green waves howed a dreary ccast the Atlantic eighty- A venerzble banker, “I know Y i who his pi wera. —in one w Pather owns rolling m in order to make vice abhorrent to thougl “OF ht a hit in London. You slowly pushing forw nd took another glass of wine. something " bitter upon h and withqout change of ey game. Outside of the play he now. I've beén whacking at this ol nd him an seeemed quietly. st tical religior hould think so. Eight years ago the center of the stage whenever I at great scene in the second act be- i cried_the girl. )b, it may seem funny, but really any change will be good for me I was in the rear row. Now I I Sunday_ edition until I'm sick of want it. I made Chalmers cut ou I P 3 ‘ it, and sometimes T sh the Eclipse was in hell.” e tween the Queen and Rodolfo. The idea! Did he think I would stand ¥ ‘lf(HS‘ said his old college friend. “Lost ““That’s all right laughed the proprietor of the Eclipse. “But I still that? And just because he was in love with Clara Trotwood, too. el > You're a hell of a’host. We don't get don't see how you are going to get any vacation out of a war that will Coleman was dreamy. ember when I was dramatic man for the anything but 1 drinks. & ¢ upset the whole of Europe. B that’s your affair. If you want to beco! Gazette and wrote the fi of Late nan began to lose steadily. In the meantime he the chief correspondent in the field in case of any such war. why. of cour: “Indeed, I do,” answered the girl affectionately. “Indeed, I do, Rufus. drank g »f wine Firal made reckless bets on a medi 1 would be glad to have you. I could get anybody better. But I don't Ah, that was a great lift. I believe that was the first thing that had an ocre ¥ nent followed him thoughtfully bet by bet. Un- see where your vacation comes in.” effect on old Oliver. Before that he never would believe that I was an, daunted, v without emotion, Coleman lost. He hurfed down “T'll take care of that,” answered Coleman. 'When I take a vacation = good. Give me your arm, Rufus. Le parade before the two old women.™ a rh!m‘vv:bd fool would. have.seen that last raise on ‘T want to take it my own way. and I think this will be a vacation because Coleman glanced at her keenly. Her voice had trembled slight Her full hand. | be different—don’t you see’—different.” eyes were lustrous as if she were about to weep. 7. What's wrong with you. Rufus?” cried his guests. No, I don't see any sense in it. but if you think that is the way that “Good heavens,” he said, “you are the same old Nora Black. I thought <. are von?" said his old college friend, puritanically. vou, why go ahead. How much money do you want?” you would be proud and 'aughty by this time.” oleman. T don’t want much. Just enough to see me through nicely.” “Not to my friends.” she murmured. *Not to my friends. I'm always geon scribbled on his check book and then ripped a ame and I never forget, Rufus.” a thousand dollars. WIll that do you to start with? Never forget what?" asked Coleman. That’s plenty." “If anybody does me a favor I never forget it as long as I live,” she 3 ‘When do you want to start?”’ answered vently. murmured To-morrow.” ‘Oh, you mustn't be so sentimental, Nora. You remember that play v. “three kings “Oho,” said Sturgeon. “You're in a hurry.” This impetuous manner you bought fr n Whipple just because he had once sent you culty extracted five cards from. beneath of exit from business seemed to appeal to him. “To-morrow.” he repeated: some flowers in the old days when you were poor and happened to be i Tn realitv he was some kind of a poet using his millions roman- sick? A sense of gratitude cost you over eight thousand dollars that time, an. “let’s play cards. What's all this gabbling?” light of dawn evaded the thick eurtains and feebled electric glow that Coleman, in the upon_tt ble. Some chips rat- check from it. the “Marjory,” he breathed passionately, “‘don’t treat me so.”’ o tled to the f “Well.”" rer The other T 's pillowe Yectionately to Ti Then he sal vou have a good time He < her hand in a friendly Cole Vot a pair! Come, come: this won't do, Oh, ppen that T jet’s ing. This is th ttenest game I ever sat in. Let's go home. pending wildly on a sentiment that might be with beauty or didn’t it?"" Coleman laughed heartil ad best bid you Why vou put him to bed, Billie?” be according to the momentary vacillation. The vaguely ““Oh, it wasn't the flowers at all." she interrupted seriously. “Of course ways a nice boy. but then his play was worth a thousand dol- morning he looked back upon the poker defined desperation in Coleman’s last announcement appeared to delf Ben w: And now game as something ihat had transpired in previous years. He dressed and him. He grinned and placed the points of his fingers together, stretching lars. That’s all T gave him. T lost some more in trying to make it go. t he ordered some eggs cn Out his legs in a careful attitude of indifference which might even mean But it was too good. That was what was the matter. It was altogether h patronage of gen- went down to the grillroom. For his breakfast again, let me wish {oast and o pint of champagne. A privilege of liberty belonged to a cer- disapproval. “To-morrow.” he murmured teasingly. too good for the public. I felt awfully sorry for poor little Ben.” rming time When Coleman awoke next ; s as me.” He smiled tain Irish walter this waiter looked at him. grinning. “Mayba yon “By jiminy,” exclaimed Coleman. ignoring the other man’s mood, “I'm “Too g00d?” sneered Coleman. “Too good? Too indifferently bad, you ‘ eyes; th had a pretty livei > Iast night, Mr. Coleman?" s sick of the whole husiness. “T've got ouf a Sundav paper once a week for mean. My dear girl, you mustn't imagine that you know a good play. You rd him. Dut “Yes man, “T did. It was all because of an unre- three vears and I feel absolutely incapable of getting out another edition. don’t at all.” ot mined all of ancient quited affection ‘he man stood n a napkin over his arm. It would be all right if we were running on ordinary lines. but when each She paused abruptly and faced him. This regal creature was looking r Coleman went ly. - “The ways of the modern lover are Issue iS more gr less of an attempt to beat the previous issue it becomes at him so sternly that Coleman felt awed for a moment as if he were in sorbed in a book when a strange. Now. T m a modern lover. and when vesterday ihe rather wearin know. If I can't get a vacation now I take one later the presence of a great mind. “Do you mean to say that I'm not an ar dagger of disappointment was Ariven deen into my heart.T immediately In & lunatic asylum.” tist?” she asked. . played poker as hard as T cowd and {peldentaily got loadgd. This is the “Why, I'm not objecting to your having a vacation. I'm simply mar- Continued Next Week,