The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1912-01-07

. or her s.et,iAs. Through incredible
i fafhhil,s y thr chief of which. in Nc
Lanes MUD. had been scant rations-
sbs had fought her way into New York.
where sl,r had arrived that morning.
TenBey knew Tint ms ~Iou aS Bert
Lowell learned Of the rtsscus he would
come n: ing on tn" wings Of tbs wind.
ana the Storm OF Hat,eras would mol
bs worth mentioning In comparison
with the scpn! that would ensue. II
therefore seemed to BE- his duty to i'll
form Mcl.hrF NJ once Of the facts In
regard Ia his prophetic poem.
McLare seemed much disturbed, but
he exhibited 30 remorse.
1T aeemed 10 be good thing" no
said and sent II around; that's all.
HIT. see here. old man, something's
got TO be done. and In O hurry. Can
you lend me any money!
Tenney always carried large sum
in rash. lie appreciated cash. for he
was once poor. Upon this emergency
he contributed $500 to further Nc
Lanes flight from the vengeance of
! Lowell and Holley. McLane arrayed
himself ~ Tenney'p garments. and then
he sailed forth. -..
"You'll benr from me later" said he.
Tenney paced his room. prey to the
bitterest suspicious. Would McLane
90 10 see Miss Holley? How would
she receive him1 Was 1t possible That
she loved him? The poor fellow held
his head In his hands and walked miles
and miles around his study table.
| About z In the afternoon Bert Lowell
came. In excellent humor, grinning
from ear to ear.
well" said he. Il told you the little
cad wasn't drowned. He's safe. right
enough"
Does Marie known
/ "Oh. yes; Marie and | have had q
! little talk, and find TINT WINS mis-
/ taken. She cared nothing for McLane.
. 1t was Archer
"ArChprF"
Sure Douglas Archer, who was
one OF AlIerton's guests on the yacht.
He's the man she was crying nbout-a
very decent fellow. too. I'm bound to
admit. In spite of what | said. 1t seems
that they were secretly engaged. OF
course he added. with grin. this Is
rather rough on you. my boy. but you'll
yet over H."
with MI my heart and SOUL said
Tenney fervently. ~ wish her well.
May every blessing that illumines hui
man life descend upon her"
THAT sounds like one Of your
books" aaid Lowell. Il didn't suppose
anybody acted that way In real life"
Real life liz blasted strange thing
responded Tepney. with an eye on the
telephone ana longing inexprcssibly to
call up Alicia Holley.
A II In response to this glance. the
bell rang. Tenncy leaped to answer 1t.
McI.aDe's voice greeted him.
~ say. old man. snid the voice,
could you possibly dig up couple OF
hundred more for the? I'm going to be
married"
|: Penney tried again and again to
speak. but bin voice would not come
He was shiverins like dog In q cold
rain. -
ITO whom" he finally whispered
and then. with desperation. In sort
Of siirieh. "I'o whomf" ~, -
Cynthia Arnold. answered Nc.
Lane. you remember her. OF course.
sent the poem to her too. wrote II
for her. Really. old man, ! did. upon
my word. And I've found out In these
last weeks bow much loved her. BY
Jove. there wasn't another thought In
my mind but just Cynthia while was
facing death In that storm aud starva-
ton In that blasted brignntine. | sup
pose lot Of puppy dogs will say that
| am thinking Of her money, but you
will know better. This Is love match
If ever there was one. but Of course J