. Book of the Royal blue . ir and slim and tall. I often think the best of friends Are those we fail to recognizeUntil lifes summer days are gone And clouds of grief have veiled the skies;Who, when we called, were first to come. While those we thought were stanch and nearWere sorry they could not respond, But sent their love and hearty cheer. I often think that what one loves To do, hell always find a wayTo do it, though the task is great And hurricanes should rule the drifting clouds nor pelting storms Can hinder Loves surpassing flight!Tis like a shooting star, whose trail Of fire ill
. Book of the Royal blue . ir and slim and tall. I often think the best of friends Are those we fail to recognizeUntil lifes summer days are gone And clouds of grief have veiled the skies;Who, when we called, were first to come. While those we thought were stanch and nearWere sorry they could not respond, But sent their love and hearty cheer. I often think that what one loves To do, hell always find a wayTo do it, though the task is great And hurricanes should rule the drifting clouds nor pelting storms Can hinder Loves surpassing flight!Tis like a shooting star, whose trail Of fire illumes the darkest night. And so the sweetest flowrs are those That grow in gardens quaint and old;And friends who count the highest worth Are ones not lured away by gold;Who hears above the raging storm A fallen brothers feeble cry,And though the world may turn away, Shouts through the darkness, Here am I! Philip Carey, Coward A Man and a Maid in the Richmond PuUman, a Deep-Laid Plot and Its Development From the Suburbanite. HAT can I give you in theRichmond Pullman ? saidthe clerk in the Informa-tion Bureau, repeating thequery of a tall, sturdily builtchap of decidedly foreignappearance. This after-noon, did you say? Let me see, and con-sulting a car diagram, added, Hum-ph,not a chair left — just sold the last two, half an hour ago. Theres the- Thats all right —dont want a chair;put me down for the drawing-room. I was going to say that you could havea seat in the drawing-room, as long as itisnt reserved, the clerk continued. A I dont want a seat, declaredthe tall chap; I want the whole drawing-room and I dont want any company,either. A few hours later the tall chap sat alonein the drawing-room of the RichmondPullman. He was obviously restless. Hehad crossed on a Liberty Street ferryboathalf an hour before the train boat, and afterdepositing a huge gladstone, more than halfcovered with English and Continental hoteland line labels, in his compartment he spentthe first
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