Robert W. Chambers

DURING the last two years Fate, Chance, and Destiny had been too busy to attend to Mike Clinch. But now his turn was coming in the Eternal Sequence of things. The stars in their courses indicated the beginning of the undoing of Mike Clinch. From Esthonia a refugee Countess wrote to James Darragh in New York: "-After two years we have discovered that it was Jos Quintana's band of international thieves that robbed Ricca. Quintana has disappeared. "A Levantine diamond broker in New York, named Emanuel Sard, may be in communication with him.

One evening in May, 1888, the Caf des coles was even more crowded and more noisy than usual. The marble-topped tables were wet with beer and the din was appalling. Someone shouted to make himself heard. Any more news from the Salon'' Yes, '' said Elliott, Thaxton's in with a number three. Rhodes is out and takes it hard. Clifford's out too, and takes it -- '' A voice began to chant: Je n'sais comment faire, Comment concillier Ma maitresse et mon p re, Le Code et Bullier. Drop it Oh, drop it '' growled Rhodes, and sent a handful of billiard chalk at the singer.

"Soyez tranquilles, mesdames.... Je suis un jeune homme press .... Mais modeste."-Labiche. AT ten minutes before five in the evening the office doors of the Florida and Key West Railway Company flew open, and a young man emerged in a hurry. Suit-case in one hand, umbrella in the other, he sped along the corridor to the elevator-shaft, arriving in time to catch a glimpse of the lighted roof of the cage sliding into depths below.

These stories, mademoiselle, as your intuition tells you, are for old-fashioned young people only; and should be read in the Golden Future, some snowy evening by the fire after a home dinner deux. Your predestined husband, mademoiselle, is to extend his god-like figure upon a sofa, with an ash-tray convenient.