New-York tribune., 1908-08-30

the bottom O the little CoTnNCopN lnlilS " Clf YOU
Her which asked Morson. cropping for some oc-
cult meaning; but Valda herself enlightened HIM,
explaining that the "Cornvcopy thing was a paper
reIentacle wherein were deposited from time To
time such distinctive strands OF a adys har as
adhered to the comb and were used with effect
in creating quasi-artifical though otherwise salts
factory aid to Natures disgusting lack OF gener-
osity
how Now Miggs to proceed. Your genius IN
hiding the gems in Miss Girards state room Is
above reproach: but I'm seeking information on an
other point Why in the name OF the seven va
regacd devils did YOU put dried beans IN that cigr
case"
The steward answered without moments hesi-
taton Il done it, sir, cause thought about at
Miss Valda would do in my place, an acted accord
Meaning if YOU please just what
Well, sir" came the more explicit answer, II
was this away Wen | hopened that ere safe.
sntched-I mean, | took-the whole Joiy thing
Mr. Morson sir intendin' for To hide the FOOLS I; II
chuck the cigar case hoverboaTd put l 60 g4t IT, t.
do if YOU was Miss Grard an ad put them val ahieS
in the safe Wy says l, answerin me question.
I'd be rawther keen on loolln in that safe ever
wunst in awhile jus to see if anybody adj snlt ter
tinched EN- - Would you look in the case says
to meself again No, answers back, | wouldn
I'd maybe jus feel of 1t an shut the safe door quick
The narrator paused to dart a look of apology in
Vadas direction for the liberty he took in borrowing
her powers of reason. then once more addressed
himself to Morson. so you see, sir, | put them
beans in that ere case and put it back, thinkin
ow Miss Valda would jus take old of it an rattle It,
as you might say An then. sir, W en- Mr.. Ormon
an Mr. Tracy was gone off the yacht and the case
was looked into, wy, sir she'd think they done it,
or-awskin your pardon, Mr.. Morson, sir-1t might
be YOU"
Morson smiled fcebly. Very thoughtful of YOU,
MiggS. You touch mc-decply.
Thank you sir returned the steward. Il IN
tended for to a few odd beans aroun in your
room. sir; but Mr.. Grard e come aboard rawthcr
suddnt, an didn't ave no chanst
Morson regarded him with increasing admiration
Ny gratitude for the coming of Mr. Glrard, he OBJ
served. No wonder, Miggs, that you wearied OF
ot plates when your talents point concuSively to a
your object in running chances by staying on
board sinking yacht?'
There WEREN'T no objeek:" declared the hones
storm got to bangn aroun in the 'eavenS it put me
in a bleedin' funk sir an went hof an id III the
old. 1t seemed like to sir, that storm gettin
personal, you might say, an ZEN the crash come.
| knowed it So | stays ere was Mr.. Morson.
sir till the water in and drove out, an
then
7 SEE" the Southerner interrupted That will
do Now ask Miss Girard excuse YOU and YOU
and | will adjourn for time to the Spttire Do
you happen to have a knife!
"W'at-wat you goin to do. SIR" asked the
miserable Miggs trembling from teeth to toes at
the terrifying possibilities suggested by the reference
to knife whc Valda also made inquiry with
her big brown eyes.
The inquisitor reassured them. oh you needn't
worry, Miggs, he answered lightly. We CRATE
full to YOU for having unburCened Yourself morally
and | shall try, with the aid of your pockct
knife, to do the same for you physically | aludc
the shot you carrying around in your vlrtuous
person. Come along"
He led the way toward the Yacht the steward
following meekly, and together they disappeared
into a cabin which remained above the water line.
Here the patient was divested of a portion of his