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SYNOPSIS.
.The story la told by Nicholas Trist. Hit
enief. Senator John Calhoun, offered the
portfolio of of state In Tyler's
cabinet, Is told by Dr. Ward that his time
Is short. Calhoun declares that he Is not
ready to die, and If he accepts Tyler's of
ter it means that Texas ami Oregon must
be added to the Union He plans to learn
the Intentions of England with regard to
Mexico through Baroness Von Ritz, secret
•py and reputed mistress of the English
ambassador, Pakenham. Nicholas is sent
to bring the baroness to Calhoun's apart
ments and misses a meeting with his
sweetheart, Elizabeth Churchill. While
oearching for the baroness' house a car
riage dashes up and Nicholas is invited to
enter. The occupant is the baroness, who
says she Is being pursued. The pursuers
are shaken off. Nicholas Is invited Into
the house and delivers Calhoun’s message.
31» notes that the baroness has lost a
slipper. Nicholas is given the remaining
slipper as a pledge that she will tell Cal
houn everything. He gives her nj» secur
ity an Indian trinket he intended for
Elizabeth. Elizabeth’s father consents to
Nicholas’ proposal for her hand.
CHAPTER Vll.—Continued.
Tt was not new to me, of course,
this pageant, although It never lacked
of Interest. There were in the throng
representatives of all America as It
was then, a strange, crude blending of
refinement and vulgarity, of ease and
poverty, of luxury and thrift.
A certain air of gloom at this time
hung over official Washington, for the
minds of all were still oppressed by
the memory of that fatal accident —
the explosion of the great cannon
"Peacemaker” on hoard the war ves
sel Princeton —which had killed Mr.
Upshur, our secretary of state, with
others, and had, at one blow, come so
near to depriving tills government of
Its head and his official family; the
number of prominent lives thus ended
or endangered being appalling to con
template. It was this accident which
had called Mr. Calhoun forward at a
national juncture of the most extreme
delicacy and the utmost importance.
In spite of the general mourning,
however, the Informal receptions at
the White House were not wholly dis
continued, and the administration, un
settled as it was, and fronted by the
gravest of diplomatic problems, made
such show of dignity and even cheer
fulness as It might.
I considered It my duty to pass in
the long procession and to shako the
hand of Mr. Tyler. That done, I gazed
shout the great room, carefully scan
ning the different little groups which
were accustomed to form after the
ceremonial part of the visit was over.
I saw many whom I knew. I forgot
them; for In a far corner, where a
flood of light came through the trail
ing vines that shielded the outer win
dow, my anxious eyes discovered the
object of my quest—Elizabeth.
It seemed to me I had never known
her so fair as she was that morning in
the great east room of the White
House. Elizabeth was rather taller
than the average woman, and of that
splendid southern figure, slender but
Strong, which makes perhaps the best
representative of our American beau
ty. She was very bravely arrayed to
day In her best pink-flowered lawn,
made wide and full, as was the custom
of the time, but not so clumsily gath
ered at the waist as some, and so
serving not wholly to conceal her
natural comeliness of figure. Her bon
net she had removed. I could see the
sunlight on the ripples of her brown
hair, and the shadows which lay
above her eyes as she turned to face
me, and the slow pink which crept
into her cheeks.
Dignified always, and reserved, was
Elizabeth Churchill. But now I hope
it was not wholly conceit which led
me to feel that perhaps the warmth,
the glow of the air, caught while ri
ding under the open sky, the sight of
the many budding roses of our city,
the scent of the blossoms which even
then came through the lattice —the
meeting even with myself, so lately
returned —something at least of this
bad caused an awakening In her girl’s
heart. Something, I say, I do not
know what, gave her greeting to me
more warmth than was usual with
her. My own heart, eager enough to
break bounds, answered in kind. We
stood —blushing like children as our
hands touched —forgotten in that as
semblage of Washington's pomp and
circumstance.
"How do you do?” was all I could
And to say. And “llow do you do?"
was all I could catch for answer, al
though I saw. in a fleeting way, a
glimpse of a dimple hid in Elizabeth's
cheek. She never showed It save
when pleased. I have never seen a
dimple liko that of Elizabeth’s.
Absorbed, we almost forgot Aunt
Betty Jennings—stout, radiant, snub
nosed, areh-browed and curious, Eliz
abeth's chaperon. On the whole. I
was glad Aunt Betty Jennings was
there.
“Aunt Betty,” said I, as I took her
hand; “Aunt Betty, have we told you,
Elizabeth and I?”
I saw Elizabeth straighten in per
plexity, doubt or horror, but 1 went on.
"Yes, Elizabeth and I ’’
“You dear children'.’’ gurgled Aunt
Betty.
“Congratulate us both!” I demanded,
and I put Elizabeth's hand, covered
with my own, into the short and chub
by fingers of that estimable lady.
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“Nicholas,” She Said, "Come To-Night,’*
Whenever Elizabeth attempted to open
her lips I opened mine before, and I
so overwhelmed dear Aunt Betty Jen
nings with protestations of my regard
for her, my Interest in her family, her
other nieces, her chickens, her kit
tens, her home—l so quieted all her
questions by assertions and demands
and exclamations, and declarations
that Mr. Daniel Churchill had given
his consent, that I swear for the mo
ment even Elizabeth believed that
what I had said was Indeed true. At
least, I can testify she made no for
mal denial, although the dimple was
now frightened out of sight.
Admirable Aunt Betty Jennings!
She forestalled every assertion I made,
herself bubbling and blushing In sheer
delight. Nor did she lack In charity.
Tapping me with her fan lightly, she
exclaimed: "You rogue! I know
that you two want to be alone; that
is what you want. Now I am going
away—just down the room. You will
ride home with us after a time, I am
sure?”
Adorable Aunt Betty Jennings!
Elizabeth and I looked at her com
fortable back for some moments be
fore I turned, laughing, to look Eliza
beth In the eyes.
“You had no right—” began she,
her face growing pink.
“Every right!” said I, and managed
to find a place for our two hands un
der cover of the wide flounces of her
figured lawn as we stood, both blush
ing. “I have every right I have
truly Just seen your father. I have
just come from him.”
She looked at me intently, glowing,
happily.
"I could not wait any longer,” I went
on. "Within a week I am going to
have an office of my own. Let us wait
no longer. I have waited long enough.
Now—”
I babbled on, and she listened. It
was strange place enough for a be
trothal, but there at least I said the
words which bound me; and in the
look Elizabeth gave me I saw her an
swer. Her eyes were wide and
straight and solemn. She did not
smile.
As we stood, with small opportunity
and perhaps less inclination for much
conversation, my eyes chanced to turn
toward the main entrance door of the
east room. I saw, pushing through, a
certain page, a young boy of good
family, who was employed by Mr. Cal
houn as messenger. He knew me
perfectly well, as he did almost every
one else In Washington, and with pre
cocious intelligence his gaze picked
me out in all that throng.
“Is it for me?” I asked, as he ex
tended his missive. •
"Yes," he nodded. “Mr. Calhoun
told me to find you and to give you
this at once.”
I turned to Elizabeth. "If you will
pardon me?” I said. She made way
for me to pass to a curtained window,
and there, turning my back and using
such secrecy as I could, I broke the
seal.
The message was brief. To be equal
ly brief I may say simply that It
asked me to be ready to start f«r
Canada tha,t night on business con
nected with the department of state 1
Of reason or explanations it gave
none.
I turned to Elizabeth and held out
the message from my chief. She
looked at It. Her eyes widened.
“Nicholas!” she exclaimed.
“Elizabeth,” said I, turning to her
swiftly, "I will agree to nothing which
will send me away from you again.
Listen, then —” I raised a hand as she
would have spoken. “Go home with
your Aunt Betty as soon as you cae.,
Tell your father that to-night at six I
shall be there. Be ready!”
“What do you mean?” she panted.
I saw her throat flutter.
“I mean that we must be married
to-night before I go. Before eight
o’clock I must be on the train.”
"When will you be back?" she whis
pered.
“How can I tell? When I go, my
wife shall wait there at Elmhurst, in
stead of my sweetheart.”
She turned away from me, contem
plative. She, too, was young. Ardor
appealed to her. Life stood before
her, beckoning, as to me. What could
the girl do or say?
I placed her hand on my arm. We
started toward the door, intending to
pick up Aunt Jennings on our way.
As we advanced, a group before us
broke apart. I stood aside to make
way for a gentleman whom I did not
recognize. On his arm there leaned
a woman, a beautiful woman, clad in
a costume of flounced and rippling vel
vet of royal blue which made her the
most striking figure In the great room.
Hers was a personality not easily to
be overlooked in any company, her
face one not readily to be equalled.
It was the Baroness Helena von Ritz!
We met face to face. I presume it
would have been too much to ask even
of her to suppress the sudden flash of
recognition which she showed. At first
she did not see that I was accom
panied. She bent to me, as though
to adjust her gown, and, without a
change in the expression of her face,
spoke to me In an undertone no one
else could hear.
"Wait!” she murmured. “There is
to be a meeting—” She had time for
no more as she swept by.
Alas, that mere moments should
spell ruin as well as happiness! This
new woman whom I had wooed and
found, this new Elizabeth whose hand
lay on my arm, saw what no one else
would have seen—that little flash of
recognition on the face of Helena von
Ritz! She heard a whisper pass.
Moreover, with a woman's uncanny
facility in detail, she took in every
item of the other’s costume. For my
self, I could see nothing of that cos
tume now save one object—a barbaric
brooch of double shells and beaded
fastenings, which clasped the light
laces at her throat.
The baroness had perhaps slept as
little as I the night before. If I
showed the ravages of loss of sleep
no more than she, I was fortunate.
She was radiant, as she passed for
ward with her escort for place in the
line which had not yet dwindled away.
“You seem to know that lady,” said
Elizabeth to me gently.
“Did I so seem?” I answered. “It Is
professional of all to smile in the east
room at a reception,” said L
“Then you do not know the lady?”
“Indeed, no. Why should I, my
dear girl?” Ah, how hot ray face
was!
“I do not know,” said Elizabeth
“Only, In a way she resembles a cer
tain lady of whom we have heard
rather more than enough here in
Washington.”
“Put aside silly go? 'n, Elizabeth,"
I said. “And, please, co not quarrel
with me, now that I am so happy. To
night— ’’
‘‘Nicholas,’’ she said, leaning just a
little forward and locking her hands
more deeply In my arm, “don't you
know the little brooch you were going
to bring me—an Indian thing—you
said it should be my—my wedding
present? Don’t you remember that?
Now, I was thinking—”
I stood blushing red as though de
tected In the utmost villainy. And the
girl at my side saw that written on
my face which now, within the very
moment, it had become her right to
question! I turned to her suddenly.
"Elizabeth,” said I, “you shall have
your little brooch to-night, If you will
promise me now to be ready and wait
lng for me at six. I will have the
license.”
It seemed to me that this new sell
of Elizabeth's warmer, yielding,
adorable —was slowly going away from
me again, and that her old self, none
the less sweet, none the less alluring,
but more logical and questioning, had
taken its old place again. She put
both her hands on my arm now and
looked me fairly In the face, where
the color still proclaimed some sort
of guilt on my part, although my heart
was clean and Innocent as hers.
"Nicholas,” she said, “come to
night Bring me my little Jewel —and
bring—■”
“The minister! If I do that
beth, you will marry me then?”
"Yes!” she whispered softly.
Amid all the din and babble of that
motley throng I heard the word, low
as it was. I have never heard a voice
like Elizabeth's.
An Instant later, I knew not quite
how, her hand was away from my
arm, in that of Aunt Betty, and they
were passing toward the main door,
leaving me standing with Joy and
doubt mingled In my mind.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
HELPED SENATOR TO VICTORY
Political Opponent* Made Mistake
When They Raked Up a Story
They Thought Would Hurt.
Senator Chamberlain o L Washington,
who recently made his first extended
speech in congress, on conservation,
has reminded an old friend 01 Cham
berlain’s own experiments in conser
vation.
“When Chamberlain was running 1 .’
the senate," said this friend, “the op
position went over his record with a
line tooth comb to find something in
jurious to him. One day one of the
strikers rushed in and announced that
he had it.
Chamberlain was president of a
bank when he was a young man; It
busted and was a horrible wreck.
“Dig It up quick,” announced the
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The story was looked up and was
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there were almost no assets.
They were just ready to put out the
story when an old friend of Chamber
lain's came along and advised against
it. “Won’t do you any good,” he In
sisted. "Take my word for It.”
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do something, and so the story of the
busted bank was given out and got
due publicity in all the anti-Chamber
lain papers. Next day the Chamberlain
committee gave out a statement signed
by all the directors and a lot of depos
itors of the bank. It said:
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was president of the bank when it
failed. At that time Le was a man of
tome property. He had never been
actively connected with the bank
management, and when he learned
that It was closed and hopelessly in
solvent he turned over his entire prop
erty and personally paid all depos
itors.”
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people started hunting for a new roor
back, and when election day came the
man whose bank had failed inglorious
ly was triumphantly elected senator.
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