Luther Register. (Luther, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 28, Ed. 1 Friday, February 5, 1909 Page: 3 of 8
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"Thi Figure —a Woman's —Turned Slowly to Me."
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ROBERT W. CHAMBE.R5
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(Copyright, U. 1*. Putnam's Sunw.)
SYNOPSIS.
Tlir st"i'v op 'lis in Now York. Roy <'ar*
l"tilnic, i!i- story-1 t-IIi r, ln pr llnK m queer
-"Plilr- mmnd l>y George Godfrey ol' Tit-
fany's. Roy, ,II1.1 Barrlw and Plerpont,
Un friends, depart on a hunting trip to
"ardlnal Woods, a rather obscure local-
ity. Harris reveal. <1 the fact that ho had
lolned t!,i secret s-erv'li'e for the purpose
!>f nnwhiK down a gans of gold makers.
I'rof, l.nOrantre. on discovering the
khiti's formula, had horn mysteriously
Vllloil Harris r<M cived a telegram of in-
structions. lie and Plerpont rot out to
loeato i!h Kold making jjanj;. A vniot rr-
perlod seeing a queer Chinaman" in the
supposedly untenanted woods, liny went
CHAPTER 111.—Continued.
The dog sprang to Ihe front, circled j
once, zlgsstigged through the ferns
around us and, all in a moment, stif-
fened slock still, rigid as sculptured
bronze. 1 stepped forward, raising my i
gun. two paces, three paces, ten per-
haps, before a groat cock-grouse bltin-1
tiered up from the brake and burst i
through the thicket fringe toward the
deeper growth. There was a Hash anil
puff from my gnu, a crash of ochoes j
aniens Ihe low wooded cliffs, and!
through lite faint veil of stuoke some-1
thing dark dropped from ntid-air amid j
a elouii of feathers, brown as the
brown leaves tinder fool.
"Fetch!"
Up from the ground sprang Voyou,
and in a moment be came galloping
back, neck arelied, tail stiff but wav-
ing, holding tenderly In bis pink mouth
a mass of mottled bronzed feathers, j
Very gravely he laid the bird at my j
feet and crouched close beside it, his
silky ears across his paws, his muzzle
on the ground.
I dropped the grouse into my pocket,
held for a moment a sllenl caressing
communion with Voyou, then sv.ung
my gun tinder my . :n and motioned
the dog on.
It must have been five o'clock when
I walked into a little opening in the
woods and sat down to breathe. Voyou
camc and sat down In front of me.
"Well?" I inquired.
Voyou gravely presented one paw
which I look.
"We will never get back in lime for
dinner," said I, "so we might as well
take it easy. It's all your fault, you
know, is there n brier In your foot?
Let's see—there! it's out, my friend,
and you are free to nose about and
lick It. If you loll your tongue out
you'll get il all over twigs and moss.
Can't you lie down and try to pant
less? No, there is no use In sniffing
and looking at that fern patch, for
we are going to smoke a little, doze
a Utile, and go home by moonlight.
Think of Hewlett's despair when we
are not in time! Think -of all the
stories you will have to tell to Gamin
and Mloche! Think what a good dog
you have been! There—you are tired,
old chap; lake 40 winks with me."
Voyou was a little tired. He
stretched out on the leaves at my feel,
but whether or not lie really slept 1
could not be certain, until Ills hind
legs twitched and I knew he was
dreaming of mighty deeds.
Now I may have taken to winks, but
the sun seemed to he no lower when 1
ti'. uji &nd unclosed my lids. Yoyir1;
raised his head, saw In my eyes that
I was not going yet, thumped his tail
half a dozen times on the dried leaves,
and settled back with a sigh.
I looked lazily around, and for the
first time noticed what a wonderfully
beautiful spot I had chosen for a
nap. it was an oval glade in the |
heart of the forest, level and carpeted I
with green grass. The trees that sur- j
rounded it were gigantic; they formed !
one towering circular wall of verdure,
blotting out all except the turquoise
blue of the sky-oval above. And now
I noticed (hat in the center of the
greensward lay a pool of water, erys-
lal clear, glimmering like a mirror in
ihe meadow grass, beside a block of
granite, it scarcely seemed possible
that (be symmetry of tree and lawn
and lucent pool could have been one
of nature's accidents. J had never b<*-
foreseen tills glade nor had I ever
heard it spoken of by either 1'ierpont
or Harris. It was a marvel, this dia-
mond clear basin, regular and grace- I
fill as a Roman fountain, set in the
gem of turf. And these great trees— I
they also belonged, not in America j
but in some legend-haunted forest of ,
France, where moss-grown marbles •
stand neglected in dim glades, and the j
twilight of the forest shelters fairies i
and slender shapes from shadow-lalnd. j
I lay and watched the sunlight show-
ering the tangled thicket where masses !
of crimson cardinal-flowers glowed, or \
where one long dusty sunbeam tipped |
Hie edge of the Moating leaves in the i
pool, turning them to palest gilt, i
There were birds, loo. passing through ;
Hie dim avenues of trees like jets of I
flame—the gorgeous cardinal hird '
that gave to the woods, to the village
15 miles away, to the whole county,
the name of Cardinal.
I rolled over on my back and looked
up at the sky. How pale—paler than
a robin's egg—it was. I seemed to be
lying at Ihe bottom of a well, walled
with verdure, high towering on every !
side. And as I lay, all about me (he 1
air became sweet scented. Sweeter I
and sweeter and more penetrating!
grew the perfume, and I wondered
what stray, breeze, blowing over acres
or lilies, could have brought it. Hut
there was no breeze; the air was still.
A gilded fly alighted on my hand—a
honey-fly. It was as troubled as I I
by the scented silence.
CHAPTER IV.
Then, behind me. my dog growled, j
1 sal quite still at first, hardly breath- j
ing, hut my eyes were fixed on a shape |
that moved along the edge of the pool i
among the meadow grasses. The dog '
had ceased growling and was now star- 1
ing, alert and trembling.
At last 1 rose and walked rapidly
down to the pool, my dog following j
close to heel.
The figure, a woman's turned slowly i
toward us.
She was standing still when I ap-
proached the pool. The forest around
lis was so silent when i spoke the
sound of my own voice slartled me.
"No," she said, and her voice was
smooth as flowing water. "1 have not
lost my way. Will he come to me,
your beautiful dog?"
mark? No."
she insisted,
asi onished.
Before 1 could apeak. Voyou crept
to hei and laid his silky head against
her knee:?.
'Hut surely," said I, "you did not
come here alone."
"Alone? I did come alone."
"Hut tlie nearest settlement is
Cardinal, probably la miles from
when we are standing."
"I do not know Cardinal,"" she said.
"Ste. Croix in Canada, is to miles
leas!—bow did you come into tho
Cardinal Woods?" I asked amazed.
"Into the woods?" site repeated a
little impatiently.
"Yea."
She did not answer at first but stood
caressing Voyou with senile phrase
and gesture.
"Your beautiful dog I am fond of.
but 1 am not fond of being ques-
tioned." she said quietly. "My name is
Ysonde and I came to the fountain
here to see your dog."
I was properly quenched. After a
moment or two I did say that in an-
other hour it would be growing dusky,
but she neither replied nor looked at
| me.
"This." I ventured, "is a beautiful
pool—you call it a fountain—a de-
licious fountain! I have never before
seen It. It is hard to imagine that
nature did all this."
"Is it?" she said.
"Don't you think so?" I asked.
I haven't thought: I wish when
you go you would leave me your dog."
"My—my dog?"
"If you don't mind," she said
sweetly, and looked at me for the
first time in the face.
Kor an instant our glances met.
then she grew grave, and I saw that
her eyes were fixed on my forehead.
Suddenly she rose and drew nearer
looking intently at my forehead. There
was a faint mark there, a tiny -cres-
cent, just over my eyebrow. It was
a birthmark.
"Is that a scar?" she demanded
drawing nearer.
"That crescent-sliaped
"No? Are you sure?"
"Perfectly," I replied,
"A—a birthmark?"
"Yes—may I ask why?"i
As she drew away from me, I saw
that, the color had fled from her
cheeks. Kor a second she clasped both
hands over her eyes as if to shut
out my face, then slowly dropping her
hands, she sat down on a long square
block of stone which half encircled the
basin, and on which to my amazement
I saw carving. Voyou went to her
again and laid his bead in her lap.
"What is your name?" she asked at
length.
"Roy Cardenhe."
"Mine is Ysonde. I carved these
dtagon-flies on the stone, these fish< s
and shells and butterflies you see."
"You! They are wonderfully deli-
cate—but those are not American
dragon-flies."
"No-—they are more beautiful. See.
I have my hammer and chisel with
inc."
She drew from a queer pouch sit her
side a small hammer and chisel and
held iheni toward me.
"You are very talented," I said:
"where did you study?"
"1? I never studied—I knew how
I saw things and cut thorn out of
stone. Do you like them? Some time
1 will show you other tilings that I
have done. If I had a great lump of
bronze I could make your dog, beauti
ful as he is."
Her hammer fell into t he fountain
and 1 leaned over and plunged my arm
into the water to find it.
"It is there, shining on the sand.'
she said, leaning over the pool with
me.
"Where," said I. looking at our t<
iiected faces in the water. Kor it was
only in the water that I had dared,
as yet, to look her long in the face.
The pool mirrored the exquisite
oval of her head, the heavy hair, the
eyes. 1 beard the silken rustle of liej
girdle. I caught the flash of a white
arm, and the hammer was drawn up
dripping with spray.
The troubled surface of the pool
grew calm and again I saw her eyes
reflected.
"Usten." she said in a low voice,
"do you think you will come again
to my fountain?"
"I will come," 1 said. My voice
was dull; the noise of water filled my
ears.
Then a swift shadow sped across tlie
pool; I rubbed my eyes. Where her
reflected face had bent beside mine
there was nothing mirrored but the
rosy evening sky with one pale star
glimmering. I drew myself up and
tinned. She was gone. I saw the faint
star twinkling above me in the after-
glow. I saw the tall trees motionless [
in the still evening air. I saw my dog j
slumbering at my feet.
The sweet scent, in the air had ;
faded, leaving in my nostrils the !
heavy odor of fern and forest mold. '
A blind fear seized me, and I caught
up my gun and sprang into rhe dark- !
euing woods. The dog followed me.
crashing through the undergrowth at •
my side. Duller and duller grew the I
light, but 1 strode on, the sweat pour- i
*ng from my face and hair, my mind
a chaos. How 1 reached the spinney
I can hardly tell. As i turned up the
path 1 caught a glimpse of a. huniai
fare peering at me from the darkening
t hicket—a horrible human face, yel-
low and drawn with high boned cheeks
and narrow eyes.
involuntarily 1 halted: the dog at
my heels suurled. Then I sprang
straight at it, floundering blindly
through the thiel.et, hut the uight bad
fallen swiftly and 1 found myself pant-
ing and struggling in a maze of twist-
ed shrubbery and twining vines, un-
able to see ihe very undergrowth that
ensnared me.
It was a pale face, and a scratched
one that I carried to a late dinner that
night Howiett served me, dumb re
proach in his eyes, for the soup had
been standing and the grouse was
juiceless.
David brought (he dogs in after they
had had their supper, and I drew my
chair before Ihe blaze and set my ale
on a table beside me. Tho dogs
curled up at my feet, blinking gravely
at the sparks that snapped and flew
in eddying showers from the heavy
logs.
"David, said I, "did you say you
) saw a Chinaman to-day?"
i "I did, sir."
"What do you think about it now?"
"1 may have been mistaken, sir—"
"But you think not. What sort of
[ whisky did you put in my flask to-
I day?"
I "The usual, sir."
"Is there much gone?"
"About three swallows, sir, as
j usual."
i "You don't suppose there could have
been any mistake about that whisky
; —no medicine could have gotten into
I it, for instance?"
David smiled and said; "No, sir."
"Well," said I, ' I have had an ex-
j traordinary dream."
When I said "dream," I fell com-
i forted and reassured. I had scarcely
dared to say it before, even to my-
| self.
"An extraordinary dream," • I re-
peated; "I fell asleep In the woods
! about five o'clock, in that pretty glade
I where the fountain—I mean the pool
t is. You know the place?"
4,I do not, sir."
I described it minutely, twice, but
David shook his head.
"Carved stone did you say. sir? I
never chanced on it. You don't mean
tlio New Spring—"
"No, no! This glade is way beyond
. that. Is it possible that any people
Inhabit the forest between here and
! the Canada line?"
"Nobody short of Ste. Croix; at least
I have no knowledge of any."
"Of course," said i, "when I thought
I saw a Chinaman, it was imagination.
Of course I had been more impressed j
1 than 1 was aware of by your adven-
ture. Of course you- saw no China-
man, David."
"Probably not, j^ir," replied David,
d ubiously.
(TQ BE CONTINUED.)
IN FOOTSTEPS OF THE GREAT.
Kindly Encouragement for Young Men
Working Their Way.
Two young college men were indus-
triously spending their summer vaea-
t ion in the testing room of a large
electric manufacturing works, where
they were able to supplement their
studies at the technical school by prac-
tical application and experience. The
Jul> afternoons were long, and the
work at times very slack, so in one
of these intervals of halt idleness the
young men determined to turn to and 1
gfvthe laboratory in which they
worked a thorough cleaning. It was
at this juncture that the janitor hap- ,
pened along—an old retainer whose
> ears of usefulness had long since
passed, but who still made a feeble,
shiftless pretense of keeping busy, and
was indulgently carried along on the
payroll of the company Catching
si slit of the young men industriously
scouring the grimy windows—work
which the old fellow himself system-
atically avoided doing whenever he
could—he stopped to watch them ap-
provingly.
"That's riftht, hoys," he exclaimed,
nodding his head encouragingly.
That's the way 1 got my start."—liar
per's Weekly.
Industry of the Pesky Ant.
Out in Burmah and the far east,
where sandalwood is worth it* weight !
In silver, the pestiferous ant is a val |
liable assistant to the loggers of that
precious timber. 'Ihe hard and fra-
grant heart wood alone has value, hut
as the tree grows this valuable heart
is overlaid by a soft and worthless !
layer, forming two-thirds of the trunk.
When a tree is felled and cut into
lengths the loggers let the timber lie.
At once the ants begin work upon the
soft wood, which is sappy and sweet !
enough to attract them. Jn a few
weeks less than a month in the case
of the largest butts, the ants deliver
the heart wood free of all the worthless
sap wood.
Birthplace of Vegetables.
Turnips and radishes came origin
ally from central Kurope. The beet
root and the beet, which have been
fgreatly improved by cultivation, are j
considered as the same species by ■
botanists. The beet, only the stalk
of which is eaten, grows wild in the
Mediterranean, Persia and Babyloula.
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