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The sparkle of the sunlight upon the ferrule of a cane, extending over his

shoulder, broke in on his agonizing thoughts He turned, an angry word on

the tip of his tongue He expected to see some tourist anted to be

infor the stool "And where the

dickens did you coot back, Abby"

The two shook hands and eyed each other with the appraising scrutiny of

friends of long standing

"You don't change any," said Abbott

"Nor do you I've been standing behind you fully twoabout? Old Silenus offend you?"

"Have you read the Herald thisme a roast of some kind

Whatever I do they are bound to hted the stool, but sat down on the grass, his feet in the path

"What's the trouble? Have they been after you?"

Abbott rescued the offending paper and shaking it under his friend's nose,

said: "Read that"

Courtlandt's eyes widened considerably as they absorbed the significance

of the heading--"Eleonora da Toscana "

"Bah!" he exclaimed

"You say bah?"

"It looks like one of their advertising dodges I know soineered aabout her," cried Abbott hotly

"That's true enough" Courtlandt finished the article, folded the paper