Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1910-10-02

BEG pardon, sir" said he. This is
private club house. The Inns over there!"
oh. certainly" replied Craighead. "All
cement walks look alike to me-"
"The one over at the Inn looks like
brick" said Mr.. Waddy grimly.
"Oh, see the magnolia blooms!" cried Mrs.
Graybill Il wonder If we can get any?'
Right after dinner" replied Craighead,
I'm go back into the wood"
Il guess not" said Mr. Waddy, still more
grimly. Find Carson first"
THAT. my dear sir" answered Craighead
jauntily, can awit the morning. Mrs,
Graybnl's desire to see the points of inter-
est, and"
NO. papa" said Mrs. Graybin, with a
nervous little laugh, Il shall not stir till
I've seen everything"
Angel" whispered Craighead. pressing
her arm, as he helped her up the steps
Keep him busy while l take a hike
around"
Certain observant guests were interested a
little later in seeing a slender man with a
Voluminous scarf sinking alongshore, anx-
iously questioning every waterside char
acter he met, and bestowing tips at parting.
looking widow. who was really the old
gentleman, with the wild and turbulent
beard, set out on a frenzied hare-and-
hounds chase after him. The mystery and
interest grew intense. when the cheerful
looking widow, who was crealy the old
gentlemnas daughter, emerged in unim-
peachable walking costume, overlook the
young man by a short cut, and was stroll
ing along discussing hermit crabs with him
when the old gentleman hove in sight
slackened his speed and overlook them al a
leisurely pace quite out Of keeping with hi
~ /,
The theory was suggested that the young
man was off his head, and trying TO sea
air, while his keepers saw TO II that he die
not cut his throat with an oyster shell.
Il discover" said Mr.. Cralghead, as
they walked back to the hotel, that oul
young conQueror Of the upper seas is moi
here, Confoundedly odd of him to remove
to his plantation, nowl Mechanical rea.
sons Ell, Mr., Waddy?"
Il guess So" said Mr.. Waddy; IAN o
course you don't know where the plantation
is, an wen have to wait some more
Hey?"
"Papaw
Don't know" said Craighead. Don
know? Well, wait till morning. Steame
up Fish river at nine-plantation at noon
long chase over. l fear one thing, only
that he has completed the aeronef, an'
, flown north to keep his tryst on the from
lawn. That would amount to something
like a complete joke wouldn't it?"
'"Huh!" grunted Waddy Don't worry
you bet he amt flew none"
, II Craighead's easy flow OF speech wa
somewhat impeled by his sense of the un
certainties, not TO say dangers Of his posi-
e ton, il was worse when they returned fror
4 the plantation, having elected from the re
? lucant Chloe the information that Mr.. Thee
dore, his machine, his niece, and his niece
b companion, were at Harrods camp on III
5 beach, which was off thatterWay." The
5 Jist went down the river, through a cana
, across some land, and then they were thai
She didn't know about no aeronef, but M
[ Theodo' was a-projickin around with som
flynn machine She reckoned the canal
y Palmetto beach was the one; but she didn
o know, This information, Mr. Craighea
1 declared, made everything clear but O
d returning To the Inn, Mr. Waddy hired
+. local officer TO guard Mr.. Craighead's room
+ and began taking thought OF having a wa
= rant issued against him for nothing-M
waddy was not quite clear for what.
Il Craighead was trapped, lost, betraye,
e He sat In his room chewing a cigar, an
n calculating the distance 10 the ground.
looked feasible to get down a pillar of n
d veranda and into the woods. Carson W
an imposter, they were guilty Of frau