ved
me even if I did not love you. When it was too late I knew you loved
me as no woman ever deserved to be loved; and I wanted that love. I
could not live without it. So when I read in the papers you had
returned I wouldn't let myself write you; I wouldn't let myself beg you
to come to see me. I set a test for you. I knew from the papers you
were at the Army and Navy Club, and that around the corner was the
recruiting office. I'd often seen the sergeant there, in uniform, at
the door. I knew you must pass from your club to the office many times
each day, so I thought of the loving-cup and the pawn-shop. I planted
it there. It was a trick, a test. I thought if you saw it in a
pawn-shop you would believe I no longer cared for you, and that I was
very poor. If you passed it by, then I would know you yourself had
stopped caring, but if you asked about it, if you inquired for me, then
I would know you came to me of your own wish, because you-"
Lee shook his head.
"You don't have to tell me," he said gently, "why I came. I've a cab
outside. You will get in it," he commanded, "and we will rescue our
cup. I always told you they would look well together over an open
fireplace."
THE MIRACLE OF LAS PALMAS
This is the story of a gallant officer who loved his profession, his
regiment, his country, but above all, whiskey; of his miraculous
conversion to total abstinence, and of the humble instrument that
worked the miracle. At the time it was worked, a battalion of the
Thirty-third Infantry had been left behind to guard the Zone, and was
occupying impromptu barracks on the hill above Las Palmas. That was
when Las Palmas was one of the four thousand stations along the forty
miles of the Panama Railroad. When the railroad was "reconstructed" the
name of Las Palmas did not appear on the new time-table, and when this
story appears Las Palmas will be eighty feet under water. So if any
one wishes to dispute the miracle he will have to conduct his
investigation in a diving-bell.
On this particular evening young Major Aintree, in command of the
battalion, had gone up the line to Panama to dine at the Hotel Tivoli,
and had dined well. To prevent his doing this a paternal government
had ordered that at the Tivoli no alcoholic liquors may be sold; but
only two hundred yards from the hotel, outside the zone of temperance,
lies Panama and Angelina's, and during the dinner, between the Tivoli
and Angelina's
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