The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1902-12-25

heer Joe would indicate that this is
moi the first ,imc his eyes have rested
on the picture or its original.
THAT is the daughter OF the gen.
tleman who hires the dahabeah upon
which we are just now,' returns the
war correspondent.
Name" asks Joe.
"pcmosthenes Tanner"
Can it be possible"
THAT is her father, Of course. The
girl
"Stupid, 1t was her name l asked
fer"
"Ah, I see. She is called Molly" re-
piies Sandy. with wink il the di.
rection of Mr.. Grimes, who Is, how
ever too deeply interested in watching
Mynheer Joe's face to notice ausht
else. He seems TO be not little fasci-
mated by something in connection with
the other.
Molly? \ pretty name. Somehow
it just seems to fit those features.
Molly Tanner is it? Good. l will
remember. What strange freak
OF fate that I should be picked up liy
her fathers bat Of al on thc river.
IIynhcer Joe is mutterias 10 himself,
as though indulginG in soMe r"rli-
niscence Of the past; Slight smile mas
appeared upon his rather worn and
hacgard though always striking face.
Evidently the thoughts that slip into
his mind are pleasant ones.
It is not in the nature of Sandy Bar
low to let a comrade enjoy a secret
alone. Not that he has any desire to
he meddlesome, but he wishes to share
the Joy as well as the sorrows OF those
in whose company he travels lies
highway. Hence he mods his wise lit
tie head sagely, and. cooking 1t on
one side in a manner peculiar to him
self, he remarks:
Il say, Joe, this isn't the first time
that face has flashed before your en-
chantcd vision? Own up. now. like
n man. We're all in love with the
divine Molly; every single man IN
Cairo at this hour yearns for her
smiles, and you will be only one OF
scores. Speak up. man: Where dld
you ever meet her? I've never heard
her mention your name, to my knowl'
edge, and, by Jove, she thought you
were a Dutchman, when she sent me
down here! Leave it to Grimes If 1t
amt So"
Mynheer Joe smiles.
"For once. friend Sandy. you have
lit the Dul!'s cyc. l.a|c mt tA.5
!:dv before
Ind still 81" docs rot recognize
yca: ramc-ti:2t l.y which th" T11ie
Mar!l Of scientific GcographcrS has
learned to call YOU: When size spoke
Of Mynhcei Joe she showed no emo
ton. anG. as l said before. ted us
to do all for the poor unfortunate
German we could. SHE even wanted
to come herself to hear Of Gordon.
He's her hero. you know, rs he is OF
many thousands. Yes, and we had
even to promise to bring you back
with US. So, what DO you say to
that"
Il suppose I shall shave to go. A
woman's will is law, generally, cspe::
cially one whose face Is as charming
rs that photo betrays."
But, your former meetins?' ham,
mcrs the man Of pencil and notebook.
who does no. deviate from n course
he may have marked out, and, as 4
consequence, generally gets there with
both feet.
"Ah, you will have it, Sandy"
laughs the other.
why not? There is something &C.
centric about it, I'll be bound. You
didn't meet Molly in the ordinary cr-
thodox way, or you'd know her name.
while she could never forget yours
well, you see it's poor place to
ask for a name when salt water. is
running into mouth and eyes," returns
Mynheer Joe.
The correspondent appears to have
received a tremendous shock, for, sud-
denly springing to his feet, he clutches
the explorer by the arm to whirl him
around so that lie may look in his
face.
Confusion! Were you the hero of
that little episode at Malta year
ago?" he demands.
Il don't know about being hero. !
but l did have the extreme pleasure |
of jumping from my sailboat and saw
ing. from q watery grave. young |
girl who had fallen overheard from
boat that nearly upset in a sQuall,"
returns the man from khartoom. mod.
eStiy.
Mr.. Grimes FUCKERS ur his lips as
If 10 whistle. and his whole manner |
says: so, that's the way the wind |
blows, is it, coming events cast a
shadow before"
AS for Sandy, he shrugs his shoul.
ders and pretends to look dreadfully |
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