The evening world. Newspaper, January 12, 1915, Page 17

y Robert Minor A New Yorker's Odd Fight to Keep From Winning the Girl of His Heart BY EARL DERR BIGGER BY FRANCIS LYND — Y 3. ut i it by a aE I § of H ie ; H i E wes not _ Tagore mast one that, And the gtrt— me coelly amid wes she madly in love with the lean a erat, Te mate and Harrowby? Not by a“ princess,” any means, to judge from her manner, ou bave to Mast Toentar—e week. What orulnt Fay gente sou" ea in a— ‘Minot stopped. No, feo that cee, (HER Wouldn't do, either, Even tf @ with, Instead of puttin ven he Sen a qubstitute arrived he could hardly stuff into stories at eigh caused the two 1 with honor turn about and himecit !t to Mrs. Bruce at—I'd tie Then Mr, Minot wreak the hopes of Thacker and Jeph- ‘0 tel! you, old man, 1 remarked Beret sen. He lost, either way. ‘was a ‘at it wae essentially soft, It is.” is a Rorrible mix-up. He oursed tain” git, ay DEW one on me,” sald ot nite, @ lovaly «The red giow of @ cigar near by pA ‘elighttul smile spread ever Mr, to ace Closer as the am: Paddock’s handsome face, re Lord ‘across the veranda floor. Minot That's the beauty of it. And w behind the glow the of 7 pioneer, There'll be others, but tan eager for talk. was the frst. Consider the situa- clothes *“Bome scene, isn't it?” said the LS Mrs. & greece . “Bort of makes the musical 4 eingp leok cheap. All it needs is loped they were to woven Bi chorus ladies walking Bright, but struggli He ont ind that palm down to young author comes to her—o! cry tee have adway ™ake her conversation the sei lashed the place for a few pesos.’ + Sl ae ete ‘8; I ask posterity to rene: it was I who invented toe graft. ee, Bruce on my alr young neck. 4 Bike slits i lied Minot ebsently. “This ing.” been nitting here thinking,” ‘the other went on. “It doesn't seem N to me this place has been advertised N° © gives me in advance a list right. Why, there are hundreds of Of her engagements, and for the {m- people) up north whose windows look | ged ones I devise her line of talk. @ut on sunset over the brewei on, aa I'm usually present at the peopl’ with money, too—who'd take occasion, I swing things round for her the first train for here if they real- bw sve her her If I'm not ized the picture we're looking at now. there she has to senaee it herself. some good hustler to tell ‘em 1 Great life—only a bit of a strain it\— He paused. “I hate on me I have p £0 remember not to be talk about myself, but say—ever g forget and hear of Cotrell's Ink Eraser? Noth- ‘Pring a good one she jumps on me i i a ate er £ ry . Stacy threw back his ana ha eoneoeh laughter oe ne Ot ioe CI penenauy. Won't you join us at din- His lordship turned his gray eyes on = “Good day, sir,” snapped Lord Har- He had loaned money to @ prince FY ternoon. ing ever written Cotrell can't erase, Proper afterward for not giving it to * ‘Trimmers eager face. He could make rowby. of Algiers (on lent security), summer af "he gasped, “The you ot woll or scratch the paper. Ber pegAz® You sure an outalder"— he those eyes fehy when be liked—be "Pui {t up to the people, And when broken bread with a sultan, organised», "1 can't help It) be Dest sway? Minot the words Cotrell has erased were th @ laugh, Minot followed his >¢ them so now. I pull off the little trick I thought of a baseball nino in Cuba, and coming fun! res) ‘Noi thief Dut _gide by side"— {responsible friend down the steps. pe iran” MF. Martin Wail ts to not my brother,” he sald this morning, you're going to get home from tho Kast via the Indian stone tS ve ustfse it? Minot inquires, They crossed the bridge over th a tack i , “and I eball not see him, May down before me on your noble knees ports, had flirted on shipboard with of i" wearily. empty moat and came through the y,,A% ,.uank you—TI'll be delighted, ou not to call me Mr. Har- and beg off. I warn you. Good day, the wife of a Russian grand duke. Ag Sstul you Bay “No, But I made that eraser. Put iy gates again to the street of ¢ in tho lence Mai rowby? gentlemen, And may I add one he passed through that cool lobby it save every desk between New York alll tor. ‘4. ie lobby Trowby seized bis “You may ask till you're red in ple request on parting? Watch T'rim- was not to be wondered at that mid- on 84 the rolling 0: yn. After that I ‘By the way,” Paddock sald a. “My dear chai u're leoking at. 23°C" noble face,” replied Trimmer, mer!” le west merchants and their wives age fended Melos Bottled Sauces, And tB0Y went up the hotel steps, “you Gren? iar, Map 7oure looking At. firm in fis disrespect. “But I shall " He went out, slamming the door found him worthy of @ second glance. 8nd ns ir. Paadock w Patterson's Lime Juice, Puck- haven't told me what brought you —do you know Marin. welt" e way go on calling you ‘Mister’ just the behind him. r. Wall rose and _ The courtyard of the Hotel de la jot had, ; ered ‘mouth in America, Ad- South?" ‘ “Yee—Mr. Wall and I met just be. game. I call you that because I know walked rapidly toward a decanter. Pax was fringed by a series of mod- artaton apeae : v neeee Jertietne ta my epeciaity.” ‘Business, Jack,” said Minot, “It's tore the splash,” Minot smiled. , the facts, Just as I call your poor “Rather tough on you, Lord Har- !#h shops, with doors opening bothom CUrM OE Stig, last ni pe Unes “So I gather.” secret; perbape-I can tell you shook hands with Wall, wi = cheated brother, who was in this ho- rowny," he remarked, pouring him. the courtyard and on the narrow inside and dim? Can vou tell me thas “Bure as you sit here. Have a cl- ‘ater.” ably genial and beaming. “ ud. te inst night between sandwich seit a’ drink. “Kspecially just now, #treet outside. Among these, occupy: Lora Martowby, ger. Trimmer is my name — never | “Business? I thought, of course, gon, Mr. Wall, is a bit chilly in Feb. Paras, Lord Harrowby. The fresh bounder! Ought to have !ng 4 corner room, was the very smart oblivious of Mrs. 'e ming the jokes. Henry Trimmer. Ad- YOU came for pleasure.” ° “Really,” said his lordship, “I 60@ been kicked out of the room.” Jewel shop of Ostby & Blake, Ocoa mot. He ‘and hat T% your business . “There'll be no pleasure in thie trip " "iy dear fellow,” sald Wall, “can 20 occasion for prolonging this inter- ionallly in the winter resorts of the £° “An impostor,” snorted Harrowby, : ‘ “) itacy, a tonic? for me,” said Minot bitterly. vi view.’ “5 South one may find jewelry shops the Mipmer, ‘Quoting trom my letter: , "Oh, won't there?” Paddook taughed. Apotogies. “Itewhe all a mineners MF. Trimmer leaned forward. He “A, rank Imposto wal down. Whose stock would favorably ypchter toned Brace, Peers Waned closer, “Excuse a “Walt till you hear Mra. Bruce talk. was a big man, but his face was | OF eon ee tet own competition with Fifth Avenue, Ost- * reattal .Mr, Bruce slipped out of the neat alnauestion, but didn't 1 eee See you Inter, old man,” ike a rotter when I heard CONsTuously thin—almost ax-like, Nia glass But don't worry, If by @ Blake conducted such an eatab- into the wearii Jou talking with Miss Cynthia Mey- At luncheon they brought Mr, Minot Harrowby put in. “Martin The very best sort of face to thrust Trimmer gets too obstreperoue Fil ienment. dinner, Mra, it riek @ while back?” a telegram from @ certain seventeenth you for some one else, You !2 anywhere—and Trimmer was the (Ake care Of Dim miyeel t fuese For a moment before the show win- wrote the He was SPosaibly.” floor in New York. An explosive tele- must forgive us both. f very man to do the thrusting without bed ‘Minot ana dow of this shop Mr, Wall paused, little man whe ir. Trunmer came even closer, ram. It read: “Freelv™’ said Minot. “And I want Patting an eye. oe seg ine and with the eye of a connoisseur boure at a time in Vassrecd to Lord Harcewby, 1'un- “Nonsense, nodody here 06 take your to apolenise fer tay cnaplonne af “Do you deny,” he demanded with Harrowby sat staring at each other Titi tne brilliant display within. seq to the office were th oy place; sce it through, you've given Lora Harrowby) UPIclons OF YOU, the air of a prosecutor, “that you had fF ® long moment, His whole manner changed. The air Cablegram: he "*T helleve s0”— your word, “Thanks, old: chap.” an older brother by the name of e here, your lordship,” sald oe boredom with which he had sur- SOCEM. guept Feason had led him te , Yo fellow,” Mr. Trimmer’ tone Gioomily Mr. Minot considered, "I never doubted you would come-- George?” Minot at last. BS ele +e) veyed his fellow travellers of the qeaa certain H. {s on Bruce. was ox tant, “I can't keep in @nY what was there to do but see it after I saw Miss “I certainly do not,"-dnswered Lora |p San Marco, Mince without fail, lobby disappeared: on the instant he An hour later, im his When LAr ggih “She is a ripper, isn't she?” eald Harrowby_ enthusiastically, i i E ts Tuesday must take tow no 1 got a propositior And I can’t say that I approve of nig iv'e burati Drain cells—and was alert, alive, almost eager, Jaunt- ‘s my Takes gome strain to do that. No, I Harrowby. “George ran off to Amer- ily he strolled into the store. through? Even though Thacker ica some twenty-two years ago. He Mr. Topnece, read this should send another to take his pla fully three thmes. i i § » ion just now"—— Jerk only—a tall thin a perceptibly. lone could he stay to woo the lady he . Martin Wall shot @ quick, almost died in a mining camp in Arisona Your act! é ‘One clerk only beh) 3 can't tell you the exact nature of it, 7" hostile gl twelv. bi “My dear boy,” Harrowby inter- g sallow complexion and man could Sut i will say thie-to-morrow AINE SiC’ hadanyay, In, that event he Morre ganesoiced ihe Insta grey nee Mi rupted, soothingly, “L appreciate your olor of's lomon—was 1m Ob CHAPTER VII. consumed, the, noticed & G Would have to go awa: that yourself, i z a never see this time I'll throw a bomb this », in— \ haven't you?” he sald in Minot’ . it on the most position, But there was not! ‘Wall asked to ‘hain Lightning’s Collar. ward Se Caines, hotel so loud i'l be heard round the he'givved an Techanes eee ete Ke Nehich point the Meyrick, tary n be gained by seeing Mr. Trimmer’s unset diamonds, us e] ot y be fan Sines Merene, Martie Walt, 1 ‘2 he might know the glory of her near- arrived, and they all went in to din- be had on good authority. This sit- friend. The Meyricka wei ‘The trays that the man set before Ma ay ‘and Dick Mis “an Anarchist?" ‘week, m ner. uation {llustrates that, Do you think, ly, by that ridi him caused the eyes of Mr. Wall to Bruce's winter home, stood of them, There were a “Not.on your life, Advertiser. And smile—even while he worked to wed It was after dinner when they ali Mr. Harrowby, that I'd be wasting board affair last evening, but brighten still more, With a manner fn a park of palms and Colorless men from New I've got something to advertise this stood together in the lobby a moment my time on this proposition if I they made no move to call off the aimost reverent he stooped over and ab Dlocks Wen aid, would be ‘wary, take it from me, —who could say? Hard as he might before separating. wasn't dead sure of my facts. Why, Wedding on account of It. The best passed hin fingers lovingly over the rubbery some two as “prom! nent clab mea,” "re a friend of Miss Meyrick. Well, work, might he not be thwarted? It Mr. Henry Trimmer made good his Poor old George has the evidence in thing to do, I'm sure, is to let mat- stones, For an instant the tall man from the Hotel de la Paz. girl Westohester, an sorry, For when I spring my lt was Saatts. prosiins oul ef a clear chy, Fin” “poaseasion. — Incontrovertible t4rs take thelr course, I might bo fianced outside, and amilod a sallow Mr, Minot walked thither that evening sadors wife and daughter, 1 reckon ad Ge atte tence be dene Weems. ‘i roofs. It wouldn't hurt you to see ble to prove that chap’s claims falre ginjie. A little girl in a pink dress in the resplendent company of Jack a8 i i H 3) —and then again I mightn’t, even if 6: jg, going to shrivel up an Cynthia Merny Sheed, theing the was crossing the street, and it waa im and look over what he has to and Teassuring message, promising to others, w — Paddock, vith their respective bearers, to may you—you're go- may. And at the end of a dull nour hg aon pal fea Pig tl out Leer oe one And—there a+ her that he smiled, é “You'll enjoy Mre. Bruce to-night,” »,A%¢ last but not least rf in the lobby he set out to explore the words died her lips, They ail , “Your lordship,” Minot suggested, . “There's a flaw in that stone,” ald * tan rie D the wedding town, on her Mp, They all wou know that Iam your friend Ww bat ts that?” Mr. Wall, in. a volce of sorrow. Paddock contided. “I've dome her f Pig - pothing. Pla is, , The Mermaid Tea House stood on Warmed Keatanty. and that my great desire is to see io mlgat really ese sac 4 aiea, ““See"—~ some rather good lines, if I éo eay it that ter fellow? Well, 1 guess Til turn the Waterfront, with a small eecond- Through the lobby, in @ huss of ex- you happily married In ut ‘you eid your brother + From outside came the sbrill scream as shouldn't.” ‘a Van ome of my’ best ideas in bed. fl00r balcony that looked out on the sited comment, a man walked slow- order that nothing ma} pen to twelve yeare agor |. nut—one Of ® child, interrupting. ‘The tall Tere you later” harbor, Passing that way at four- RiP eves, on the round. He Tas Prevent, I think you ought to see"—~ oa 71 tae cure, "And, delighted ae f turned quickly to the window. | 19h, what “ 4 rty that afternoon, Minot heard s " ” ‘4 4 by @ moaned. 5 , ‘ts seray. Minot remained Voice call to nim. ie glanced Up. Lord Harowby in appearance. His ghip Lanettlge ator Tock cot, ita SRG be te, Raow thal George te hat is it?” Mr. Wall sought to “International marriage—jewele—by Bond er “Oh, Mr. Minot—won't you come je Redhead fn not the first time adventurers have know ir atter next Tuesday.” , over his shoulder, “Automo- the way, I don't suppose you know into my parlor?” Cynthia Meyrick turned. The white hold: lm‘. @ moment, were listiess, his shoclsers tooped and weary, and h uestioned the Harrowby title, The ay ed into Minot’s heart. that Mise Cynthia Meyrick is to ap- r. led down on him, tc ignity of our family demands that = 4; ered the clerk in eck, Mr. Minot, ‘Thirty-Ave , “Splendid,” Minot laughed. “I walk line a wooing ‘willow: abo I Tefuse to take any notice Whatso- wy ie ‘hat fair to the young la4y agony, ie turned to Martin Wall, Pear for the fret Ume wearing the is that corréct?” forlorn sprous this old Spanish town eorless stream, ever.” “Who is to ome my wife?” Lord pesliating, yi syioy Le wae nite famous Harrowby necklace?” eat eae hand beckesa, Pane kin * However, it was not his appear- , "G0,0M.” sneered Trimmer, “Hide Harrowby waved his hand. “It ls. yarcd upon the frank open counter _ 1 (ant even know there was @ t— “Thanks for dashing,” Mise Mey- S20® that excited comment and behind your dignity. When I get Miss Meyrick is not marrying me for hance of Martin Wall. And then” necklace,” Minot returned. my title, As for her father and aunt, bt pe Bere I cannot be so sure. I want no dis- over his shoul ick to pale. Hun; hee ig with you you won't ha “Ab, such ignorance. But thea, you left to conceal rick greeted vim, on the balcony. “I leave you in charge,” he shouted, was finding it dreadfully dull, But lors was a pair of %, ” By and fied past Mr, Wall to the atreet, don't wander much in feminine eo- eke to o Tim afraid the Spanish romance a's sandwich boards much aa the outcaate Trimmer, sald, Martin, Ila better to Tet things take thelr For '& moment Martin Wall stood, clety, de you? Mrs. Bruce told me a etter Ot eye te ie mally, x ttle lacking. ‘There ts no mooniight, o "frets “A g°on' ine tone beard, much money. do you want?” course. tel frozen to the apot. His eyes were un- about it this moraing, Chala Light- mt 60, ‘night. Ve Sie no mantilla, no Spanish turned full toward Mins Meyrick’ alike kept his temper ad- , “au right said Minot, “only Tine Peering i oe ‘upid's bow ning's Collar.” fit stood alone, with the absurd road nner party, was prin’ in bola ™, * end to do everything in my power “Here—ci ie Ly ‘owl cheek in ie trembbing Rogers, Few a believe Florida is an annex to black letters: er ee bon sot norructed ~ BYl Joe Jeeeeing saroume.” aanae tla winter kiewte eee ‘Se By Aiegr3 Mr, Paddock Ugnted ‘Trimmer came ra a 5 e aweetly, “lam “ \p—your \ a clgaret “You around ows Stem? sort of a bomb? weed to ‘Shins not s blackmailer, I am simply a mine,” answered his lordship. 1 ere nneenG,, Ho one he more in royal ‘elrcies, Iss com: Killott and, Nat Good’ publicly Ly aS working one oa a mines regurned to the nara con- oe et reet & peg ey art lips monge, wails | soles. zt geome that (i , ary which « larrowby—the real fines of ie room. in the bureag, Sed. the Earl ybrook is a ia . ‘ CHAPTER V. Fe aT ee tant in Lord Harrowby—is to pay me when where he had thrown it earlier in the An unaccountable sport with a gambling rt Mr,» Trimmer Throws His ns eyes, ‘He opened his mouth ta Succewsfuily in’ publicity: campaigns Meht with Mra Bruce. ‘Thus waa he ried In a voice of the Lady Kvelyn Hollowway, Lady - Bomb. : speek. rima donnas, pill ‘ack Paddock's hand shown, ‘The terror, lone!” Evelyn had a hoi Ve MEYRICK opened ber Suddenly he glanced over her Rolding companion be in. M Meyrick's For the first time he dared to move. about that Sas ame Chale taaee Boulder, and the light died from his rowny stood 11 a@ man of stone, &2d society leaders, It isn't likely honor, and Mr, Minot was not sorry His elbow bumped a hundred thou- ; And the Marl of Ragbrook eyes on Tuesday morning. eyes. ja lips set in a bitter curve. gazing at the wich board: that I shall fall down on this proposi- he was to go. He took up the invita- sand dolars’ worth of unset diamonda, red @ diamond necklace against Bhe lay for a long time “Nothing,” he said. A silence, Tt Was at this point that the hotel tion. For the lest time, Mr. Allan tion and reread it emilingly. So he Frightened, he drew back, Ho col- that Chain Lightuing would watching the Florida eun- “Mr, Minot—you've grown awfully detective suffi tly recovered him- Harrowby, will you see your brother?” Was to hear Mrs, Bruce at her own lided with a showcase rich in emer- t ghine, To-day the Lileth “Ly self to lay eager hands on the auda. _."Lord Harrowby, if I were you"— table—the wittiest hostess in San aldy, rubies and aquamarines, He put “Wasn't that giving big odds?” tn- fap to steam into San Marco har husk I go hack to tay, book” Sone. oars one gad orcem lim MINGY MeeRe a Sig Ici. Tho AIT etene Alm iodtda. wales [OPEL OorA CURING GAR TE TOR, HUE TOON sastaea ha. atenics ae hegpe ym the scene, lear low." is lords! lorida mid- bo er! To-day her bridegroom was to Ihe was interrupted by the shrill In the background Mr. Minot per- raised one slim hand. “It is ‘aus day was in the alr.’ Mr. Minot lay Russian and Dutch atlver, Lady Evelyn's beauty. Well, it hap- gmile hie slow British smile on her {Tiumphant cry of a yacht’s siren at ceived Henry Trimmer, puffing excit- impossible, Which, I take it, termi- 0” his bed. A hundred thoughts were Mr. Wall's knees weak. He pened re Tammany iticians Fe ot on ace, r. Trimmer, rising. J of Mr. Trimmer’s over him. He took a ate was Without the semblance of a thrill, ‘Exactly, ald Minot. “The bride- Mr. Trimmer’s bomb wae thrown. “Except for one thing. Our % votce when he staring at the finest display of black Came across wit! ‘Where, abe wondered, was the thrill? The frivolous girl who had met Lord Harrowby abroad, and “dassied by f social triumphs to come 4 Harrowby’s rooms vault, It was swinging open! r ed ‘auat her into Shine. “I'll go with you as far as the LL I ask, Mister mer. I guess you never heard, Mr, Mr. Martin Wall did not immediate! " 1 obo pala ialryed| nm atrpet.” 4“ by, agen ney Rarreys Harrowby, what I did for Cotrell's set out for the Lileth, on which he , little beads of perepiration began in England by that name. 1 believe Mae boda ane would wy nut 7%, know Lord Harrowby, a nsent Ink Eraser"— lived in preference to the hotel, In- {9 BOP out on the forehead of Martin it is considered @ rather neat ploce wed oh aL 4 Meet him with me. ‘o ®. short interview | Come on,” sald Mr. Wall militantly, stead he took a brisk turn about the Wall. His heart was hammoring like of jewelry among the Engtish nobility Geetared Vale Oyathie Mi Teiety af seems hardly the things— with your brothen” “erase yourself.” spacious lobby of the De la Pax, that of @ youth who sees after 4» —whone sparklers aren't what they aad laugh jut T'm (not sentimental And Mr. Trimmer was “For the moment, I will," emiled A ad turned to look at him as he °n# separation lady love. His were before the steel Business in TOwDY. Stinet, ater a ienenome if aE Aare net” speaking. The time was noon of the Mf: Trimmer. ‘But I warn you, Mr, They noted that his large, 70 ATew glassy, Pittaburg@h turned out a thing.” breakfast, was at thie mo: 08 FT, Mae DO” anls Mines, ee eine Harrowby, you are going to placid, rather sovial tace was lighted 1» took out n alli handkerehiefand "Chain Taghtmng’e Collar,” mused ; rolling ‘acrosa’ the hotel rather not"——~ He following day, and Trimmer faced You aren't up against any in by an eye sharp and queer, and a bit pasaed tt slowly across his damp fore- Minot, "I presume Lady Mivelyn was Greek Rapist esterday A bey away sarspiay. Lord Harrowby in the sitting room of publicity—no siree. That lit! out of place amid ite surroundings. head. the mother of the present Lord 3 Har- pry ® he dressed for pnt isnt his lordahip’s hotel suite. Also pres- Wich-board stunt of mine last might Mr. Wall considered himself the true Ataggering slightly, he stepped rowby?" ME, Zrimmer wee ‘over the wine, eat—et Harrowby's invitation—were Tras dust a starter . Im to take goemopoli and his history rather te trays of unset eee pour ” out lany e eyes grown wot the proposition yeu very Martin Wall and Mr, Minot. telnet my meri” were the lands thai bad Lecwn him, new. He put out one ‘huge’ band bie bir as groom co! ¥ Another silence. “You'll want to go to meet him,” Minot eaid, rising, He stood looking at the boat, flashing gaily in the sun- CHAPTER VI. Ten Minutes of Agony. youn; friend here, when he urges you to erat, my request, is giving @ correct imitation of a wise head on youthful shoulders. Ho's an Amerie, and he knows about me—al Trim- eb is \ ke of his proposi- tion, the fishy look of Lord Harrowby fusing to meet his long lost broth- Things grew hasy. Mr. Minot pearls south of Maiden Lane, New York, Quickly he turned away. His eyes fell upon the door of @ huge safety “Cynic, And being @ rather rac: old boy, he referred to 4 the necklace, After- of he! t Boctiiage dock a\ ht her seemed to 5 a and she continued to patroniee t x i he paper sup) extreme.