The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1911-09-29
Ethel's Diary

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and 4 brother Sam. and almost before
she had removed her hat she had sent
Sam to the local bookstore after q
diary. The first entry was recorded
half an hour later. 1t read:
To-day was followed by a maui"
The writing was in a bold hand, and
the sentence was completed with three
large exclamation points. 1t was
startling news, but there was more.
He was q young man"
He was quite good looking"
But think he dyes his mustache."
And he may be pickpocket."
III he ever dares to speak to me l
shall have him arrested"
The diary had a rest for couple of
weeks. Then Miss Ethel took trip to
the city with girl friend. She re-
turned to rush to her room and re-
cord
Il saw him again today"
Pointed him out to Mollie."
He sat quite near us in the restau.
rant where we lunched"
He pretended not to see us, but we
caught him taking furtive glances."
We both agreed that he dyes his
mustache, and that he Is criminal
OF some sort-a sly-sleek criminal!"
I'VE thought he followed us to the
depot. but were not sure"
1--WE gave him such severe looks in
the restaurant that he might have
taken the alarm. must say that It
was fine mustache, even If it was
dyed, and that he has beautiful
eyes. What pity that such a nice
looking young man should be a Grim
inal!"
And yet once again within a month
the young man with the dyed mus
tache figured in the diary. Miss Ethel
had been to the city alone again, and
upon her return she fastened to write
In the little book:
Il was walking along Thirty-fourth
street today, having just come out of
a store, when some one touched me on
the arm"
Il turned. 1t was the young man!
He begged my pardon had dropped
my purse and he had picked it up"
For a moment ! looked into those
dark eyes and beheld that mustache,
and then they were gone cannot say
that either of them were dyed. | can
not say that he is a good or bad young
man. If he is really a criminal. |
ought to give him up to Justice"
And there the diary ended. ItNnded
because Miss Ethel carried it with her
when next she went to the city, that she
might jot down things on the car com.
Ing home. and when she went to lot
she found that she had lost it. She
saw the same young man again. He
was entering an art store, but she felt
that he had been following her. Upon
her arrival home she would have liked
to jot down more terrible adventures.
but her brother Sam refused to go for
another diary
In June. Miss Ethel lugged out her
easel and other paraphernalia to make
some sketches along the river running
through the town.
An hour day for three days did
Miss Ethel devote to sketchfng cliffs.
and then something happened. Broth
err Sam had built her a sort of nest on
the hillside where the view was the
finest.
After three days the nest went out of
business by giving way and rolling the
artist In the river Brother Sam was
far away, and the nearest fisherman
was hundred rods off, but the man
with the dyed mustache was on the
spot. He was also there to sketch
those cliffs. Instead of sketching cliffs
he plunged into a cold river and got
very wet and rescued a very cold and
wet girl and sent her home in a car
riage. She was so near drowned that
she couldn't even thank her hero at the
time, and she wasn't concerned as to
whether the man was young or old.
1t was Brother Sam who interfered
exactly at the right time. Like a lit
tie man, he hunted up Mr.. Claude Rath-
bone. who hadn't hesitated to get wet
and thanked him on behalf of the fam
lily. A day or two later he chaperoned
Mr.. Rathbone to the house, where the
rescuer received more thanks and was
invited to call again.
The two artists went sketching in
company. Mr.. Rathbone was also a
frequent caller at the widows house
He went away In July and returned in
August
To return to that diary for mo
ment II had been lost IN the city
The only clue to its owner was the
line: The Diary of Ethel Hyland-'
The finder had not advertised it. When
Mr.. Rathbone had first caught the
family name from brother Sam he had
smiled and carried his hand to his
breast pocket. But he had done moth
Ing further, unless it was to nod In
satisfaction.
Three months after the rescue. as
the artist ard the girl SAT tnoethar nro