Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1911-04-27
CHAPTER IV.-contlnued.

She was addressing the elder man
as she spoke, and as she mentioned
the name-it was the first time she
had mentioned it to any one-she
saw him shoot a startled, inquiring
glance at his son. Following it, she
met Tom Fanshaw's eyes staring at
her in utter amazement.
"Cayley,' he said, half under his
breath; Philip Cayley-"
That was the name" she an
swered-
And yet, I'd be willing to swear"
he said, I've never mentioned that
name to you in my life"
NO" she said. why should you?
I know you didn't. l knew | had never
heard 1t before when he told me it
was his" She hesitated a moment;
then: Did you ever know a man
named Philip Cayley, Tom?"
He let the question go by, UNDECIDED,
and, for a long time, gazed silently
out over the land. Il suppose" he
said at last, that a coincidence like
this, any coincidence, If only it be
strange enough, will bring a touch of
Bupersitous fear to anybody. | never
had even a touch of it before, in all
my life; and always had a little feel.
ing Of contempt for the men who
showed it. But now-well, well, l
wish poor old Hunter hadn't strayed
away last night. | wasn't alarmed
about him before, and I've no rational
ground for alarm about him now.
Only
He did not go on until she prompted
him with a question. And has the
sky-man, Philip Cayley, anything to
do with the coincidence"
Still it was a little while before he
spoke, q suppose I'd better tell you
the story-a part of It, at least; l
couldn't tell 1t all to you" He turned
to his father. You, think, already
know it," Then with evident reluc.
lance, he began telling the story to
Jeanne.
There was a man named Philip
Cayley,' he said, "in Hunters class at
the Point, three classes ahead of me,
that was. He and Hunter were chums,
the David and Jonathan, you know,
Of their class. / remember what a
stroke Of luck for them everybody
thought it was when they were as
signed to service In the same regi-
ment. 1t seems to me, as l think back
to our days at the Polnt-of course,
my memory may be playing me a
trick-but it seems to me that even
then Cayley was interested in the
navigation of the air. Somebody kept
a scrap-book of all that the newspa-
pers and magazines reported on the
subject, any way; | remember seeing
1t. l think It was Cayley,
Il lost sight Of him and Hunter
when they went to the Philippines. 1t
is only justice to Hunter to say that
never heard a word of the thing that
happened out there from him. He
never seemed to want to talk to me
about it, and, of course, l never forced
him. Well, l can make a short story
of 1t, any way, though 1t has to be a
nasty one.
"A man came into the post one day,
the head man Of n Of the neighbor-
ing villages out there, a man with
white blood in him-Spanlsh blood.
They carried him in, for he couldn't
walk. He was in horrible condition,
He had been tortured-I won't go into
the details Of that-and logged nearly
to death. He said that Cayley had
done It. He had demonstrated with
Cayley, he said, because he feared
for his daughters safety-she was
pretty girl, winter than her father
and 1t seems that the mans fears hat
some justification. 1t appears tina.
Cayley had come out there, blint
drunk, with a couple Of troopers, who
deserted that same night, and man
handled the old man. The girl joined il
her fathers accusation, at least she
didn't deny anything.
"Cayley was away on scout duty a
the time when the mar came in-thc
thing had happened some days prior
Just before he started out. 1t came
like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky
for everybody liked Cayley ant
thought him an exceptionally decent
clean sort Of chap, though he ant
Hunter both were drinking a good dea
Just then. Poor Hunter was al
broken up about IT. Everybody be
ueved that he really knew some in