The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, October 20, 1901, Page 5

THEe SUNDAY ' CALL. m in America me Guggenslocker g uttered before. namc—Gug- stitied over their acquaint- own when he mumble his ac- life he had d of himself as at this Guggensiocker! disappointment start- A butcher—a beer maker gardener—all eynonyms of A sausage m ufacturer's her ag he took up his cyes wavered help- wae looking serenely at him, cicd he saw & shadow of mock- er blue cyes, « novel writer, Mr. Lorry, she asked, with ng that he understood instinctively a smile s0 tan- a topic once aban- n s increased. Her 1t were regarding him caim-< xpectantly, he imagined “I—1 hav ymbition to be a neovel writer he d, so 1 hav not made a study of heroincs 3ut you would have an ideai” she ‘n.- 1—1 don't—t is, she would rily be a heroine Unless, of would quite herolsm Lo pose Al £ rueh a prosa fellow as 1. with ou would all her ntrose or something equally You kpow the name of a « novel must be euphonlous cxacting rule.”” It was an open a he could vce that she was en- It aroused his in- my hero a distin- atter what the herc —pretty or otherwise pe it to hi: the flushed ben: his eves and the ready, retort. Uncle Caspar » his lips and coughed, ABRAD. marveled at her white teeti Arose after ail. H B rose, not Guggen only! He tancied triumph in her uncle's ward her But Uncle Caspa rose—he was Guggensiocke Guggen- .slocker—butcher! Still, he did not look the part—no, indeed. That extraordinary man a butcher, a gardene a nd Aunt Yvonm Yet 1hey were Guggenslockers. “Here is the walter,” the girl observed, to his relief. - * am famished after my ive. It was so bracing, was it not Mr. Grenfall Lorry?” “Give me a mountain ride always as an ppetizer,” he and so ended th 1, obligingly, jest about a name. rs for the dinner were given quartet sat back in their chairs the coming of the soup. Gren #ill wondering how she had his name, and was on the point | times during the con- ventional discussion of the weather, the tr; and the mountains. He consider- ately refrained, however, unwiiling to em- bLar her. Aunt Yvonne tells me she never ex- pected to gee me alive after the station agent telegraphed that we were coming overland in thet awful old carriage. The agent at P— says it Is a dangerous road, at the very edge of the mountain, He aleo increased the composure of my uncle and aunt by telling them that a wagon rolied off yesterday, killing a man, two women and two horses. Dear Aunt Yvonne, how troubled you must have been.” ‘Il confess there were times when I thought we were rolling down the moun- tain,” said Lorry, with a relieved shake of the head. “Sometimes T thought we were soaring through space, whether upward or down- ward, I could aut tell. We never falled to come to earth, though, did we?” she Jaughingly asked, mphatically! Earth and a little grief.” he said, putting his hand to bis oes It pain you?" she asked, quickly. “Not 1o the least. I was merely feeling to see if the cut were still there. Guggenslocker, ject to holding the train? membcring what the cbnductor.had told him of the old gentleman's actions. but 1 soon, convinced him that aid the other, quietly. \d spoke very harshiy to the dded Aunt Yvonne. par, he did not understand did the conductor ob- " he asked, re- it should be held," poor man " The sweet old lad) at English than her husband's. not understand m: od at guessing, s attempts “He told me you had threatened to v red the young man. tirond conduc- *Call him out? “Caspar, T heard you say that 3 " interposed his wife, with reproving eye “Ach, God! 1 have made a mistake! It was the other word I meant intended to call him down, as you Americans say. will not think I challenged him,” He was “It 1s quite an ugly cu’,” said Uncle Caspar, crireally. think he was afraid you would,” sald I could not it 50 condescend? Besides, dueling is murder in your coun- h more so than mean ‘that In America when two men pull thelr revolvers and o shooting at each other some one is killed—frequently both. understand the combat.” In Europe, as I a scratch with a sword misinformed,"” imed Uncle Caspar, his eyebrows ele- Why, Uncle Caspar has fought more duels than he can count,” cried the girl, “‘And has he slain his man every time asked Grenfall, one to the othe: proving look at the girl, whose face Instantly, her eyes going quickly In af- fright to the face of her uncle. d the old gentleman He was looking at fare, but his eyes were fixed and staring. rd was crumpled between the long, The American realized that topic had been touched upon, “He has fought and he has slain thought as quick as a flash. butcher, no gardener, no cobbler. onne shot a re- bony fingers. Tell us, Uncle Caspar, what you sald to the conductor,” cried the young lady, “Tell them, Caspar, how alarmed we added soft-voiced Aunt Yvronne. Grenfall was a silent, Interested spectator. He somehow felt as if a scene from some reproduced In that Calmly and “com- tragedy had been Lriefest of moments. posediy, a_half smile now in his face, th; soldierly Caspar narrated the story of the traln's run from one station to the other. “We did not miss you untll we had al- most reached the other station. Then your Aunt Yvronne askéd me where you had 1 told her I had not seen you, but went Into the coach ahead to search.. You Then 1 went on (o the you were not there. In alarm I returned to our car, were not there. aunt and T looked everywhere. You were not anywhere. 1 shall never forget your aunt's face when she sank into a chair, nor shall 1 feel again.so near like dypng as when she suggested tha you might have fallen from the train. 1 sent Hed- rick ahead to summon the conductor, but he had hardly left us when the engine whistled sharply and the train began to slow up. in a jerky fashion. We were very pale as we looked at each other, for something told us that the stop was un- usual. 1 rushed to the platform, meeting Hedrick, who was as much alarmed as 1. He sald the traln had been flagged, and that there must be something wrong. Your aunt came out aind told me that she had made a strange discovery.” Grenfall observed that he was address- ing himself exclusively to the young lady. “She had found that the gentleman in the next section was als we were standing there in plexity the tralh came to a on there was shouting on the outs climbed down from the car and saw - were at a little station. The con came running toward me excitedly the young lady in the car? he asked. “Dozs 1t pain you, sir?” For heaven's sake, what have Then she has been left at O—. he exclaimed, and used some very extra- dinary American words. - I then informed him that he should run back for you, first learning that you were alive and well. He sald he would be damned if he would—pardon the word. ladies. He was very . and said he would give orders to go ahead, but I told him I would 'demand restitution of his overnment. He laughed in my face, and then 1 became shamelessly angry. sald to him : “* “8ir, I shall call you down—not out, as you have said—and I shall run u through the mill.’ “That was good American talk, sir, was it not, Mr. Lorry? 1 wanted him to un- derstand me. so I trled to use your very best language. Some gentlemen who are traveling on this train and some very excellent ladies also jolned in the de- mand that the train be held. His patch from O-— sald that you, s Lorry, Insisted on having It héld for twenty minute The conductor insulted you, sir, v had more— ah, what Is It7—gall than any {diot he had ever seen. When he sald that, «l- though 1 did not fully understand that it was a reflection on you, so ignorant am I of your language, I took occasion to tell him that you were a gentleman and a friend of mine. He asked me your name, but as I did not know it, I could only tell him that he would learn it soon enough. Then he said something which has puzzled him ever since. He told -me to close my face. What did he mean by that, Mr. Lorry?" ‘‘Well, Mr. Guggenslocker, that means in refined American, ‘stop talkin sald Lorry, controlling a desire to shout, ‘“‘Ach, that accounts for his surprise when I talked louder ' and. faster than ever. 1 did not know what he meant. He eaid positively ' he would not wait, but just then a wecond mesmage came from the other station. 1 did not know what it was then, but a gentleman told me that it instructed him to hold the train if he wanted to hold his job. Job s situ- ation, is {t-not? Well, when he read that mossage he 'sald he would :wait just twenty minutes, I asked him to tell, me how you were coming to us, but he Miss Guggenslocker, natvely followed Mr. Lorry's instructions.” voice when it pronounced hi charming the for: fused to answer. Your aunt and T went at onces to the telegraph man and im- plored him to tell us the truth and he sald you were coming in a carriage over a very dangerous road. Imagine our feellngs when he said some people had Leen killed yesterday on that very road. He said you would have to drive like the —the very devil if you got here in twenty minutes.” “We did, Uncle Caspar,” interrupted **Our driver Mr. Greniall Lorry blushed and l: ughed awkwardly. He had been admiring her cager face an expressive cyes during Uncle Caspar's recital. How swect her name, how zn flavor to the words. “He . would not have understood if I had said other thin he explained hastily. “When your aunt and T returned to the train we saw the conductor holding his watch. Ie sald to me: ‘In just three minutes we pull cut. If they are not here by that time they can get on the bost they know how. 1've done all I can.’ I did not say a word, but went to my gection and had Hedrick get out my pis- ly. Somehow the real flavor of romance was stricken from the ride by her candid admissions. What he had considered & romantic treasure was being calmily rob- bed of its glitter, leaving for his memory the blur of an adventure in which he had plaved the part of a gallant gentle- man and sghe a grateful lady. He was beginning to feel ashamed of the conceit that had misled him. Down in his heart he was sayin ‘I might have known 't. 1 did know it. She is not like other wo- men.” The perfect confidence that dweit in the rapt faces of the others forced into his wondering mind the impression that this girl could do no wrong. “And, Aunt Yvorne, she said in con- clusion, “the luck which you say is mine as_ birthright asserted itself. I escaped while Mr. Lorry alone possesses nd unpleasantness of our ride.” s neither,” he objected. “The vou refer to 15 a pleasure. aln that a man endures for a wo- Uncie Cas “But It could not be a pleasure to him un'ess the woman considered it a pain.” reasoned Miss Guggensiocker. “‘He could tols. /If the train left before you arrived it would be without its conductor. In the mecantime, your Aunt Yvonne was plead- ing with the wretch. 1 hastened back to his side with my pistols In my pocket. It was then that I told him to start his train if he dared. That man will never know how close he was to death. One minute passed, and he coolly announced that but one minute was left. I had made up my mind to give him one of my pistols when the time was up and to tell him to defend himself. It was not to be a cuel, for there was nothing regular about 1t It was only a question as to whether the train ghould move. Then came the ‘sound of carrluge wheels and galloping horses. Almost before we knew it vou were with us. I am so happy that you weie not a minute later." There was something so cool and grim in the qulet voice, something so deter- mined in those brilllant eyes, that Gren- fall feit like looking up the conductor to congratulate him. The dinner wa$ served, and while It was being discussed his fair companion of the drive graphi- cally described the experience of twenty ctrange minutes in a shackle-down moun- tain coach. He was surprised to 4 that she omitted no part, not even clasp or the manner in which to him. His cars burned as he . to this frank confession, for he expected to hear words of disapproval from the uncle and aunt. His astonish- ment was Increased by their utter dis. regard —of thess rather pecullar de. tajls. It wgs then that he realized how trusting sife had been, how serenely unconsclous vof his tender and sudden paseion. Anél had she told her relatives that she had kissed him he firmly be- lleved they would have amiled approving- not feel happy If she did not respect the pain.” “‘And encourage it,” supplemented Lor- ry drily, “If you do not remind me occa- slonally that 1 am hurt, Miss Guggens- locker, I am lable to forget it."” To him- self he added: “I'll never learn how to say it in one breath, “If T were not so soon to part from you 1 should be your physictan and, like all physicians,. prolong your ai minably,” she sald, prettily. To my deepest satisfaction,” he sald warmly, not lght There was nothing further from his mind than servile flat- tery, as his rejoinder might Imply. “Alas,” he went on, “we no sooner meet than we part. May 1 ask when you are to sau?” “On Thursday,” replled Mr. Guggens- locker. “On the Kaiser Wilhelm der Grosse,” added his niece, a faraway look coming Into her eyes. “We are to stop off one day, to-mor- row, in Washington,” said. Aunt Yvonne, and the jump that Lorr heart gave was $0 mighty that he was afrald they could aee it In his face. “My uncle has some business to trans- act tn your city, Mr. Lorry. We are to spend to-morrow. there and Wednesday in New York. Then we sall. Ach. how I long for Thursday.” His heart sank like lead to the depths from which It had sprung. It required no effort on his part to see that he was alone in his infatu tion. Thursday was more to her than his cxistence; she could forget him and think of Thursday, and when she thought of _Thursday, the future, he was but a thing of the past, not even of the present. “Have you always UWved In Washing- LY ton, Mr. Lorry?”’ asked Mrs. Guggense locker. ““All my life,” he replied, wishing at that moment that he was homeless and free to chcose for himself. 4 “You Americans live' in ome city and then in another.” she said. “Now, in our country generation after generation lives and dies in one town. We are not migra- tory.” “Mr. Lorry has offended us by not knowing where Graustark is located on the map,” cried the young lady, and he could see the flash of resentment in her hy, my dear sir, Graustark is In —'* began Uncle Caspar, but she check- stantly. spar, you are not to tell him. ymmended that he study geog- raphy and discover us for himself. He should be ashamed of his ignorance. He was not ashamed, but he mentally vowed that before he was a day older he wéuld find Graustark on the map and would stock his negligent brain with all that history and the encyciopedia had to say of the unknown land. Her uncle latghed and, to Lorry’s disappointment, cbeyed-the young lady’s command hall I study the map of Europe, Asia or Africa?” asked he, and they laughed. the map of the world,” said Miss Guggenslocker proud]. “delweiss is the capital?™ our the queen of the cried she. u should see Ed z of the mountain, lain and the sky.’ There are homes m what you say It e clouds—in heaven.” “We are farthest from the clouds, for we live in the green vallcy, shaded by the. white topped mountains. W Edelweiss, ba what Doctors do nct send us on long journeys for our health 1 us to or down the spring, giorion tumn and ch “ldeal! | think you must be pretty well toward south. You could not have and January if you were far north.” True; yet we have January in Juiy. map. We are discermible Lo the cye,” she said, half fronically “1 core not if there are but three in- habitants of Graustark, all told, it is cer- tainly worthy of a position on ma said Lorry. gallantly: and his applauded with patriotic appreeiat ‘By tRe way, Mr. Gug—Gusggenslocker, ¥ the conductor asked you for my and you did not kmow it. May I ask how you learned it later on™y His the better ¢f him and his reased by the champagne srdered not know your name until my told 1t to me aftcr your arrival in la Caspar siving It to Miss time,” said Lorry. ‘mant,” she said, Sureiy you did not gues: Oh. no, indeed. I am no mind-reader.” My own name was the last thing ccuid have read in my mind, in evengt, for 1 have not thought of hree days She was sitting with ber elbows on the iable. her chin in her hands, a dreamy ook In her blue eyes. ‘You say you obtained that coln from the porter on the Denver train?" Within two hours after T ot aboard.™ s . that coin purchased yolr name . she ly. He aid, calmly, candi gasped. “You—you dom’t mean that you stammered. “You see, Mr. Lorry. I wanted to know the name of a man who came nearest my idea! of what an American should be. *. he As soon as I saw you I knew that you were the American as I. had grown to know him through the books—big, strong, bold .and comcly. That is why I bought your name cf the porter. I shall aiways say that I know the nmame of an id American—Grenfall Lorry. The ideal American was not unmoved. He was In a fever of feat and happiness— fear because he thought she was ting, happlness becanse he hoped she was net. He laughed awkwardly, absolutely unable to express himself in words. Her frank statement staggered him almost beyond the nower of recovery. There was joy fn the knowledge that she had been at- tracted to him at fir ight, but there was bitterness in the thought that ke had come to her notice as a sort of specimea, the name of which she had sought as a botanist would look for the name of am unknown flower. “I—1 am honored,” he at last managed to say, his eyes gleaming with embarrass- ment. “1 tr cu k not found your first judgment a faulty ome.” He feit very foolish aftér this fatsremark. “1 have remembered your name.,” she sald, graciously. His heart swelled. ““There are a great many Detter Amer- jcars than I,” he sald. “Your forget our President and our statesmen.” “I thought they were mere politicians.” Grenfall Lorry, idealized, retired to his berth that night, his head whirling with the emotio inspired by this strange. teautiful woman. How lovely, how charming, how naive, how queenly, how Indifferent, how warm, how cold—how everything that puzzled him was she. His last waking thought was: “Guggenslocker!” An ange! with a name Hke that! CHAPTER 1IV. THE INVITATION EXTENDED. They were called by the porter early the next morning. The train was pulling into Washington, five hours late. Grenfall wondered, as he dressed, whether fortune would permit him to see much of her dur- ing her brief day in the capital. He dreamed of a drive over the avenues, a trip to the monument, a visit to the halls of Congress, an Inspection of public build- ings, a dinner at his mother's home, luncheon at the Ebbitt and other atten- tions which might give to him every mo- ment of her day in Washington. But even as he dreamed he was certain that his hopes could not be gratified. After the train had come to a standstiil o he could hear the rustle of her garments in the next compartment. ' Then he heard her sweep into the passage, greet her uncle and aunt, utter a few commands to the maid, and, while he was adjusting his collar and necktie, pass from the car. No man ever made quicker time in dressing than did Lorry. She could hardly have believed him Ideal had she seen his scowling face or heard the words that hissed through his impatient teeth. “'She’ll get away, and that'll be the end of it," he growled, seizing his traps aad rushing from the train two minutes after her departure. The porter attempted to relleve him of his bags on the platform, but he brushed him aside and was off to- ward the station. “Nice time for you to call a man, You idiot,”” was his parting shot for the por- ter, forgetting, of course, that the for- eigners had been called at the same time. ‘With eyes intent on the crowd ahead. he plunged along, seeing nobody in his disap- pointed fiight. “I'll never forgive myself it I miss her,” he was walling to himseif. She was not to be seen in the waiting- rooms, 30 he rushed to the sidewalk. “Baggage transferred?” “Cab, sir?’ (Continued next weak)