The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1909-02-18
FL DORADO
The Lost Land and How 1t Was Found

hung in the air, and the strains OF the
famous Eel Dorado" waltz floated cut
from the ballroom.
He was a tall, determined-lookine
man; he had a strong chin and good
honest brown eyes His was the face
of man who had fought hard bat
tie and conquered.
The woman-the woman who didn't
want to dance-was a slight creature
with a pair of haunting gray eyes and
"A cloud of fair, eXquisitely silky hair
There was something indescribably at.
tractive and alluring in her whole per,
sonality. The FL Dorado, muir.
INJURED Vanessa listening to the mu
sic. She gave a slight, delicate laugh
then she turned to her companion.
DO you think there is an Ell Dorado
such a country" she asked media.
lively. or it is a fairy tale, like the
rest?"
Her sigh was infinitely pathetic. II
was difficult to realize for the moment
that an eminentIy successful woman
was asking the wistful question, a
woman whose art had made her ia
mons and who n1aved the violin as
none other could or would.
Curious, too that she should ques
ton David Royaut on the subject. If
there was a man on earth who had
found tho land If =, Dorado This man
had ror Pnvant wa, . millionaire and
,,oro +ho, o.,,ilIioroi,c - man vbr
had hnilt nm , miraculous fortune as
# vare in Tho tyinl,1irg Of an eve He
had stumbled an a cold mine by pure
accident
"Ob No ! holiovo IN FL Dorado OF
course thore lie sucb = Iand-there
r,ret no" no continued "otberwise
all the poets and dreamers have been
mad-all the singers. all the must
clans And if would be rather a pity
10 believe that wouldn't it?"
This was NOT the first time he had
met Vanessa Leasing bv anv means
for they were friends now of long
standing; but the woman interested
him. For all her fame. for all her
magnificent success. and her curious
and indefnable beauty, her face was
not the face of a happy woman The
eyes were hungry eyes.
Some people -Vanessa spoke slow.
| ly and very softly some people hold
that FL Dorado is a land of gold. It
is the city of the rich man, and no one
can enter it unless he has great
wealth"
David Royant shook his head.
Don't believe that story he said
! decidedly; lit is a fable. ! am a rich
man myself, but-he spread out his
| hands-I haven't found the land you
speak of, though came near to find
ing it-once.
His strong, rugged face softened. A
new look came into his eyes,
"Iell me, she leaned forward now
ana you come near TO lie country
now ana you rose your cnahce Vi l"lio
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III Is very Ordinary STORY III
smiled, 'hen crumpIed MS program al
into hard ball; Just the story OF
young man paSSl"haiely III rove WI,'
a young woman, VINO goes apIoau i
try ana MAKE d '"' u'e ~, "1.'
"oii'9 O''h years 'l'el WIN ms io'
tune, oui lH' gill
eS, IN" Slil: hluIhlufed NaheSS'
{ Sh"s the mother OF girls heIsell'
. ne answered SIMPLY spaIhlllI
young malroh 81 ~. HAPPY o'IouSi
We no uouDl' even 'houSh tIlc ma
she married doeSh happen 10 Ne quI'
; so wealthy as | am. On, doh SUI
pose she cared much lot me, IeallN'
he added with dry lauSh, else Si
would nave waited as olleF Wolhe
. nav" waited.
Things are better for you than the
were for me, she muttered.
Tel me" He was gently insisten
"Whars your trouble?"
"My trouble?" She smiled but
+ tear nickered ON her eyelashes. 90
. | brought All NV trouble on myself.
! killed the woman in me for the sab
:. of the artist and now. now. when it
- too late the woman is stirring in h,
oraye clothes"
She shuddcred as she spoke.
"ynar. aoo whom was voung bar
" " Is" she vent ON II was engaged
D he married lie was = STRUGGLING your
barrisfor ana was one of fami
s. of many sisters There was no cart
1t IL prospect of our being married f
o. wears. but that didn't matter in Il
a. least. we were quite happy. And the