Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-07-20

lC was a SHlUutlOn Win some unique
aspects. Mr.. Craigtead began Willing
away time with work on the Nor
phology Of the Crawash" and dips into
De Quincey's Spanish Nun" Look
ing from the library window. he saw
Mrs. Graybfll enter a summer house,
leaving a red hat on tho railing out
side
The "Morphology' grew uninterest-
ing. Cra1ghead stepped from the win
dow, went into the summer house and
started at finding Mrs. Graybul there,
her hair touslsd about her head. her
little nose elevated IN that comical re-
semblance to her fathers. "Mr. Wad-
dy informs me that the late Mr.. Gray
bill was minister of the gospel" he
ventured.
"Yes," che replied, che was.'
"And that he has been called" Craig
head went on, ''to better life year
or more"
Fourteen months" answered Mrs.
Graybill.
81 have been reading" said Craig
head, "a work ON the 'Morphology Of
the Crawfish.' 1t holds ME enthralled.
The person who fails to CLEAN wisdom
from the crawfish has never tested bis
intelligence with bare toe or studied
his morphology."
Mrs. Graybill looked at Craighead
sternly.
Don't poser said she. Don't think
that want beautiful lesson in every
thing, if have been minister's wife.
Tell me Of Mr.. De Land and-and Sa-
die Brown and the chop suey and-and
that life. Tell me. Mr.. Craighead!'
The point here is that there was no
danger Of Craighead's running off
While she listened with such breath
less interest to his adventures. He ex-
planned his natural transition from the
study Of artistic anatomy to surgery
dence to law, and over all gloomed the
shadow OF his wonderful, his poetic,
| his epic dissipations Mrs. Graybill
was shocked, but she asked for all the
horrible tale that he might so relieve
it that nothing would ever, ever induce
him to drink again.
"On1y one thing would ever do that, !"
said he, cor maybe two. The pangs Of
| despised love-
(Which you have never expert
| enced? she asked.
Never" said he, "as I am now
likely tor
"And the other shock that might
overturn your self control?"
1.-THE failure of Carson" replied
Craighead. 'That would put me down
and out-down and out!''
The relations of Craighead to Mt.
Waddy became more and more strain.
ed, for the former could no longer ex-
plain satisfactorily the failure of Car
son to appear with his airship. Final
Iy as lest resort Mr.. Waddy resolved
to take Craighead and Mrs. Graybill
and go to the south to settle the whole
problem. Thus it was that the three
were at Palmetto Beach when Captain
Harrod with the launch passed
through Strong's bayou with Virginia
and Mrs. Stott on the way to the cabin
where the first Carson aeronef was
preparing for its delayed flight north.
Tickets had been bought to Palmetto
Beach on Craighead's statement that
Carsonswas here. ID.
"Ah.' said Craighead. "How nat
ural It all looks! seem never to have
left these balmy, If somewhat sandy
shades. Dear old Yupon Hedge inn"
| Mr.. CraiEhead was halted by liver
led attendant.
"Beg pardon, SIR" said he. ''This is
a private clubhouse. The inns over
there!' '9
"Oh, certainly" replied Craighead.
"All cement walks look alike to me-"
s"The one over at the inn looks like
brick" said Mr.. waddy grimly.
Craighead searched in vain after
their arrival at the inn for Carson.
II Craighead's easy flow Of syeecn
was somewhat impeded By his sense Of
the uncertainties, not to say dangers.
of his position. 1t was worse when he
and Mr.. Waddy and the handsome.
sympathetic Mrs. Graybill returned
from the plantation. having ELECTED
from the reluctant Chloe the informa.
ton that Mr.. Theodore. his machine,
his niece and his nieces companion
were at Harrod's camp on the beach.
which was ''on waterway" They
list went down the river, through a
canal, across some land, and then they
were thar. She didn't know about no
aeronef. but Mr.. Theodo' was a.pro-
jickin' around with some hyin' ma
chine. She recokoned the canal at Pal-
metto Beach was the one, but she
didn't know. This information, MIR.
Craighead declared, made everything
clear, but on returning to the inn Mir.
Waddy hired local officer to guard
Mr.. Craighead's room and began TAX
ing thought Of having warrant Is
sued against him for something-Mr.
Waddy was not quite clear for what.
Craighead was trapped, lost, betray-
ed. He sat in his room chewing a
cigar and calculating the distance to
the ground. 1t looked feasible to get
down pillar Of the veranda and into
the woods. Carson was an impostOr
they were guilty Of fraud, there was
no aeronef, and the Air Products com.
pany would collapse at Mr.. Waddy's
detection.
Ting-a- ling ting
His telephone rang. Was his good
angel Mrs. Graybill on the wire? She
was.
'sYou know who this ISL"