The Mounds Enterprise (Mounds, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 23, Ed. 1 Friday, February 11, 1910 Page: 3 of 8
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Miff* Patricia IIolhro«>k *
Vlolbrock, h«*r nifr«, vur
the urt* of I-aur**dc** Ihmi
summering near I'ort A nr indale. lflffi
I’ttrtrM « ontl«i« «l to I»onovan that ffhe
feared her brother H*nry. uL«>. rained by
a bank failure, had cen**t*'*«’1 ^ Uireatened
her for money from ha fatmr’s will, “t
which Miss P.ttrieia w.ts gu.iidian They
• nine to Port Annamlaie i«» * n|>** Henry,
honuvan sympathised with the two
Vromeci lie learned of M *.h Helen’s an-
noying suitor. Donovan discovered ami
ciiidUTcd an intruder, win* pr »\ e»| to
!:• ennald (Sill. sple. suitor for the hand or
Mlsj Helen Holbrook.
CHAPTER III.—Continued.
Gillespie lay on his bark, wrapped
in niy dressing gown, his knees raised,
his bandaged arms folded across his
chest. Since bringing him into the
house I had studied him carefully and.
1 must confess, with Increa tng nivs
tideation He was splendidly put up.
the best muscled roan I had ever see n
who was not a professional athlete.
His forearms and cleanshaven face
were brown from prolonged tanning
by the sun. but otherwise his skin was
the pink and white of a healthy baby.
His short light hair was combed
smoothly away from a broad fore j
heart; his blue eyes were perfectly |
steady—they even invited and held
scrutiny; when he was not speaking
he closed his lips tightly.
I liai f believed
amusing himself at my txpnse; but
he met my eyes calnilv. If 1 had not
caught a lunatic I had certainly cap
tured an odd specimen of humanity.
He was the picture of wholi some liv-
ing and sound health, hut ho talked !
likea fool. The idea of a young woman J
like Helen Holbrook giving iwoj
thoughts to a silly youngster like this
was preposterous, and my h- art hard
ened against him.
"You are flippant. Mr. Gillespie, and ,
my errand with you is t> m u- Then-
are places in this house wh.i re 1 could
lock you up and you would rover see
your button factory attain. V ti seem
to have had some educate n
"The word does m»* uieit honor.'
Ponovan. They chucked me from
Yalo in niv junior year. Why. you i
may ask? Well, it happened -his way:
You know Rooney, the It* IWontaine
Cyclone? He struck .V w Haven
with a vaudeville outfit, giving exhi
bitions, poking the hag an! that sort
of fake. At every town thoy invited
the local sports to dig up their bright-
est amateur middle weight and put
nun against the Cyclone for five
rounds. I brushed n.y hair the wrong ;
way for a disguise and went against
him.”
"And got smashed for your trouble,
I hope," I interrupted.
"No. The hoys in the gallery
cheered so that they fussed him. and
“I Suppose I Ought to Explain That.”
• A t »
When Ijitn \ brought in a plate of I
sand viclvs he took one gingerly in ]
his swathed hand, regarded It with j
cool inquiry, an! as he munched 11. re-1
i marked upon sandwiches in general i
as ihough they were bo'atiical sped I
men- that \v>r-» usually discussed and
1 analyzed in a scientific spirit.
"Tlie sandwich.” i. began, "not un- i
' happily expresses one of the saddest
traits of our \merlcan life. I need
hardly refer to our deplorable nation
al habit of hiding our shame under a .
blithe and misleading exterior. Chick-
en sandwiches In some parts of the j
world are i at her coarsely marked, for ;
purposes of indenttfleation, with pin-
feather-. You may covet no nobler
fame than that of cr -ator of the Fly-
ing Sandwich of \nnandale. Yet the
feathered sandwich, though more ptc-
I turesque, points rather too directly
to the stitilting lords of the barnyard.
A sandwich that Is decorated like a
fall bonnet, that suggests, wr will sav.
relief of being free is too blessed to
throw away. 1 really slept through
the night—I ern't tell you what a
boon that is!”
“Why, Sist< r Margaret hud to call
us both at eight!” exclaimed Helen
"That is almost too wonderful for be
lief!”
"Oh. the idghts here are tranquillity
Itseifl Now. as to the driv—”
"Let us wait another day, Mr. Oor.o-
van. I feel that we must make assur-
ance doubly sure." said Miss Cat; and
this, of course, was Until.
It was clear that tlm piure of Gil-
lespie had not dist — in n the slumber
of St. Agatha's. My conscience
pricked me a trifle at leaving them so
ignorantly contented; hut Gillespie's
appearance was hardly a menace, and
though I hail pledged myself to warn
Helen Holbrook at the first sign of
trouble. I deteimined to deal with hliu
on my own account. He was onlv an
Infatuated foo!. Hnd 1 was capable. I
he thought I was fruit. We shook
hands, and he turned his head to snarl U|P milliner's window or the plumed hoped, of disposing of his case wl h
at the applause, and. seeing an open i knights of sounding war—”
Ing. I smashed him a hot clip in the with a little sigh, a slow relaxation j
chin, and he tumbled backward and of niuacles. Mr Gillespie slept. I
broke the ring rope. I vaulted the locked the doors, put out the lights.,
orchestra and bolted, and when the an)| tumbled into my own bed as the
chapel clock chimed two.
In the disunited affairs of the night |
the blinds had not been drawn, aud I
I woke to find the room flooded with 1
light and my prisoner gone. The doors j
were locked as 1 had left them. Mr. I
Gillespie had departed by the win- j
dow. dropping from a little balcony !
to the terrace beneath. 1 rang for
Ijima and sent him to the pier; and i
before 1 had finished shaving the boy
was back, and reported Gillespie's
boat still at the pier, lint one of the
canoes missing, it was clear that In i
the sorry plight of his arms Gillespie
hud preferred paddling to rowing. He-
nea'h my wati h on tlie writing table I
1 found a sheet of note paper on which
was scrawled:
boys finally found me I was over near
Waterbury under a barn. Eli wouldn't
stand for it. and back I went to the
button factory; and here I am. sir, by
the grace of God. an ignoraut man.”
"How did you find your way here,
Gillespie?” I demand'd.
"I suppose i ought to explain that,"
he replied. I waited while he re
fleeted for a moment. He seemed to
be quite serious, and his brows wrin
kl-d as he pondered.
"I guessed it about half nnd for the
rest, 1 follovvi d the heaven kissing
stack of trunks.”
He glanced at me quickly, al-
though anxious to see how i received
his words.
"Have you seeu anything of Henry
Holbrook in your travels? Re careful j
now; I want the truth.”
"I certainly have not. I hope, you
don't think Gillespie hesitated.
"It's not a matter for thinking or
guessing; I've got to know."
"On my honor 1 have not seen him,
and I have no idea where he is.”
1 had thrown myself into a chair
beside the couch and light- d my pipe
My captive troubled me. It seemed
odd that he had found the abiding-
place of the two women; and if he
had succeeded so quickly, why might
not Henry Holbrook have equal luck-’
"You probably know this trouble-
some brother well.” I ventured.
"Yes; as well as a man of my age
can know an older man. My lather's
place at Stamford adjoined the Hol-
brook estate. Henry and Arthur Hol-
brook married sisters; both women
di'-d long ago. I believe; hut the
brothers had a business row and went
to smash. Arthur erabeaxled. forged,
and so on. and took to the altiltiditiou.s
timher. ami Henry has been busy
ever since trjing to pluck his sister.
He's wild on the subject of his wrongs
—ruined by his own brother, deprived
of his inheritance by his slst'.r and
abardoned by his only child. Th* re
wasn't much to Arthur Holbrook;
Henry was the genius, but after the
bank went to the hail he sought the
consolations of rum. He and Henry
married ih<- llarlriclge twins who were
the reigning Baltimore belles in the
early 'ID's—so runneth the chronicle.
But J gossip, my dear, sir; I gossip,
which Is against my prfnriples. Even
the humble button king of Strawberry
Will must draw the lira”
I»<-»ir ol-l Man: I am having one of
itioH,- niglilniar-M I mentioned in our de-
lightful ■ ■-n\ i'is.i llun I fci’l Hint I am 1 befoi-
ainiut to walk in my sl-ep As my liun-
i I— are a 11 Ilk blug pardon loi
your dressing gown. Yours. R. G.
1*. S 1 am willing to pay for the glass
.tml medical attention, hut 1 want a re-
bate for that third sandwich. It really
tickled too harshly as it wont down.
Y< ry Ilk- ly tills ao omits for my somnam-
bulism. G.
When I had dressed and had my
coffee I locked tny old porlfolio and
tossed it into the bottom of tny trunk.
Honieiiiing told tne that for a while,
at least, I should have other occupa-
tion that contributing to the literature
of Russian geography.
CHAPTER IV.
out taking any one into my confl
dencc. Rut first it was my urgent
business to find him.
I got out the launch and crossed the
lake to the summer colony anil began
niy search bv asking for Gillespie at
the casino, but found that his name
was unknown. I lounged about until
lunch time, visited the golf course
that lay on a bit of upland beyond the
cottages anil watched the players un-
til satisfied that Gillespie was not
among them, then I went home for
luncheon.
A man with bandaged arms, and
clad in a dressing gown, cannot go
far without attracting attention; and
I was not in the least dlsrourag-'d by
my fruitless search. I have spent
considerable part of my life In the
engaging occupation of looking ft.r
men who were hard to find, and as 1
smoked my cigar on the shady ter-
race and waited for Ijima to replenish
the launch's tank. I felt confident that
night I should have an under-
standing with Gillespie if he were- still
in the neighborhood of Annandale
The midday was warm, but I cooled
my eyes on the deep shadows of the
wood, through which at intervals 1
saw white sails flash on the lake. All
bird song was hushed, but a wood-
pecker on a dead sycamore hammered
away for dear life. The bobbing of
his red head must have exercised
seme hypnotic spell, for I slept a few
minutes, and dreamed that the wood
pecker had bored a hole in my fore
head. When I roused it was with a
start that sent tny pipe clattering to
the stone terrace floor. A man who
has ever camped or hunted or been
hunted and I have known all three
experiences—always sertitlnixes the
horizons when he wakes, and I found
tnyseif slating into the wood. As nt.v
eyes sought remembered landmarks
I Explore Tippecanoe Creek.
My first care was to find the garden-
er of St. Agatha's and renew his
pledge of silence of the night before;
and then I sought the ladies, to make
ui" 'Ini th*) hml not been dis-: here and there. I saw a man dressed
turbed by niy collision with Gillespie.! as a common nanrr skulking toward
Miss Rat and Helen were in Sister the boathouse several hundred yards
Theresa's pretty sifting room, through j away. He was evidently following the
wboee windows the morning wind school wall to escape observation, and
blew fresh and cool. I rose and stepped closer to 'he bal
1 his ia a day for the open! Yott uatrade to watch his movements. In
must certainly venture forth!” I be-
gan, cheerily. “You see, Father)
Stoddard chose well; this is the most
peaceful place ou the map. I,et us
begin with a drive at six, when the
sun is low; or. maybe, you would pre-
fer a little run in the lauark ’
They exchanged glances
"I think It would be all right. Aunt
Pat," said Helen.
"Perhaps we should wait another
j day. We must tak* no chances, the J
a moment be came out into a little
open space wherein stood a stone
tower where water was stored for the
house, and he paused here and gazed
about him curiously. 1 picked up a
field-glass from a little table near by
and caught sight of a swarthy foreign
face under a soft felt hat. He passed
the tower and walked on toward the
lake, and I dropped over the balus-
trade and followed him
The Japaneae boy wav still at work
en the launch, and. hearing a step oa
the pier planking, he glanced up. then '
rose and asked the stranger his busi- :
ness.
The man shook his head.
“If you have bu>iness it must be at
the iiousw; the road is in the other di-
rection.” and Ijinta i»ointei! io the \
wood, but the stranger remained '
stubbornly on the edge of the pier. 1
now stepped out of the wood and
walked down to the pier.
“What do yeu want here?” 1 de-
manded, sharply.
The man touched his hat, smiled,
and shook his head The broad hand
be lifted in salute was that ot a la-
borer. and its brown hack was tat- -
tooed He lielonged. I judged, to one
of the dark Mediterranean races, and
I tried hint In Italian
“These are private grounds; you
wiil do well to leave here very quick .
ly.” 1 said.
I saw his eyes light as 1 spoke the
words slowlv and distinctly, but he
wait'd until 1 had finished, then shook
his head.
1 was sure he hnd understood, but as |
I addressed him again, ordering hitn j
from the premises, he continued to
shake his head and grin foollahly. .
Then I pointe-| toward the road.
"Go. and it will be best for you not >
to come here again!" I said. and. after
saluting, he walked slowly away ituo
the wood, with a sort of dog?- *d inso-
lence 1.. his slightly swaying ,• At
a nod from me Ijima stole after him
while I waited, and in a few minutes
the boy came back and reported that
the man had passed the house and
left the grounds by the carriage en-
trance. turning toward Annandale.
With my mind ou Gillespie I put off
in the launch, determined to study tlie
lake geography. I have, 1 hope, a soul
for landscape, and the soft bubble of
water, the lush re- ils in the shallows,
the rapidly moving panorama of field
an.I forest, the glimpses of wild flow-
ers, and the arched blue above, were
restful to mind and h-*art. It seemed
shameful that the whole world was
not afloat, then a- 1 reflected that an-
other boat in these tranquil water*
would be an impertinence that 1
should resent. I was aware that I had
been thinking ef Helen Holbrook ail
the while; and the thought of this ir-
ritated me so that 1 criticised Ijima
most unjustly for running the launch
close to a bowlder that rose like a
miniature Gibraltar near the shadowy
shore we were skirting.
We gained the ultimate line of the
lower lake, and folloai-d the shore in
search of Its outlet, pleadingly set
down on the map as Tippecanoe crack,
which ran off aud joined somewhere
a river of like name. The lake's wa-
ters ran away, like a truant child,
through a woody cleft, and in a mo-
ment we were as clean quit of the
lake as though it did not exist After
a few rods the creek began to twist
and turn as though with the intention
of making the voyagt r earn his way.
In the narrow channel the beat of our
engine rang front the shores rebuking*
ly, and soon, as a punishment for dis-
turbing the peace of the little sir-ant,
we grounded on a sand bar.
"This scents to be the head of navi-
gation. Ijima. I believe this creek
was made for canoes, not battle-
ships.”
Retween ns we got the launch off.
and I landed on a convi nlent log and
crawled up the bank to observe the
country. 1 followed a stake-anil rider
fence, half bidden in vines of vurioua
sorts, and tramped along the hank, with
the creek still singing its tortuou- way
below al my right hand. Soon tlie
rail fence gave way to barbed wire;
the path broadened and the under-
brush was neatly cut away. Within
lay a small vegetable garden, care-
fully tilled; and faither on 1 saw a
dark green cottage almost shut in by
beeches. The path dipped shat ply
down and away from tlie cottage, and
a moment later 1 had lost sight of ft j
but below, at the edge of the creek,
stood a long houseboat with an ex-
tended platform or deck on the water-
side.
I can still feel, as I recall the day
and hour, the utter peace of the scene
when first I catne upon that ^c*«*ltii1»*cl
spot; The melodious flow of the
creek beneath; the flutter of homing
wings; even the hupi of insects In the
swe-et, thy my air. Then a step farther
and I came to a gate which opened on
a flight of steps that led to tlie house
beneath; anil thri-ugli the intervening
tangle 1 saw a man sprawled at ease
in a steamer chair on the deck, his
arms under his head. As I watched
him he sighed and turned restlessly,
and I caught a glimpse of close-
trimmed beard and short, thin, slighfi-
ly gray hair.
(TO *K C’#.\TINt'Kl>)
Supposed Relic of St. Peter.
It Is announced that a remarkably
Interesting discovery has been made
in the catacombs of Priscilla at
Rome in the form of the following in-
scription: “In isto loco Petrus fult.”
Signor Marucchl. the eminent arch-
aeologist. Is convinced, after careful
study of circumstances, that the
Petrus Is none other than th* Apos'.l*
St Peter.
Why Hi* Mother Mourned.
William M. Fogarty has a story
about a good old Irish woman whose
son was about to start for a trip
around the world.
She had watched him prosper with
pride. To her he was a great man
In her fond vision she could see all
sorts of terrible tiding- coming to him
but she held her peace until h«* had
started tor the journey. Then she be-
gan to cry. A neighbor tried to con
sole her. but to no avail
“I'm afraid he hasn't the niou«y to
get back,” said the mother, weeping '
"He's got the money to go round the
world all right, but how will he ever
gel back?”—Indianapolis Star.
The girl who says she wouldn’t mar |
ry the best man living w ill probably ]
live to have the satisfaction of know-
ing she didn't. 1
For Shame, Mr Staggers.
Our splendid cook left to-day and I
had to take her place," said Mrs Stag-
gem. "I hope I shall be successful m
imitating her.”
"I certainly hope you will be suo
ie-s i ul in following in her footsteps.”
suggestively remarked old man S*ag-
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