The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1912-08-07

tne special Student o. nlnSs md
zining-h mining englherr Bht a.,
clded With elance at those lnalri;
Inenta and appliance Of i scientific
Character plainly. hui 81 wlipse hcl1ki
use nhp vas lSpcfaht
a rapid iiabte tion oil the other
becls CONFIRMED her ID ne concIpSion
that the man Of the mountains was
indeed the owner Of the collection.
There were a few well worn volumes
Of poetry and essays, Shakespeare, 4
Bible, Bacon, Marcus Aurelins, Epicte.
tas, Keats, . small dictionary, a com.
peendiors encyclopedia, lust the books,
she thought, smiling Of her conceit,
that man Of education and culture
would want to have upon a desert is
land where his supply OF literature
would be limited. Vi.
The old ones were autographed as
the first book sbe had looked In; 9th.
ers, newer additions TO the little II.
brary u she could fudge their condi-
tlon. were unsigned.
Into the corner cupboard and the
drawers, Of course, she did not look.
There was nothing else In the room
to attract her attention, save some
piles OF manuscript neatly arranged
on one Of the shelves, each one cover:
ed With square Of board and kept
In place by pieces Of .glistenlng quartz.
There were four OF these piles and an.
other half the size Of. the FIRST four
on the table. These, OF course, she did
not examine, further than to note that
the writing was in, the same bold.
free hand as the signature Gin the
books. II she had been an expert she
might have deduced much from the
writing, as It was, she fancied It was
strong. direct, manly ,s ssa
Having completed her inspection Of
this room, she opened the door and
went into the other. 1t was smaller
and less inviting. II had only one
window. and q door opened outside.
There was o cook stove here, and
shelves with cooking. utensils and
granfteware, and more rude box re-
ceptacles on the walls which were fill.
ed with bountiful and well selected
store Of canned goods and provisions
Of various kinds. This was evident
ly the kitchen, supply room, china
closet She saw no sign Of a bed In
IT, and wondered where and how the
man had scent the night.
BY rights, her mind should have
been filled with her uncle and his
party, and in their alarm she should
have shared, but she was so extremely
comfortable, except for her foot, which
did not greatly trouble her so long as
she kept 1t quiet, that she felt Ger.
tain, degree, Of contentment, not to say
happiness. The adventure was SO 70.
mantle and thrilling-save for those
awful moments in the pool-especially
to the soul OF conventional woman
who had been brought up in the most
hunIdrum and stereotyped fashion, OF
the ehrth's ways, and with never an
opportunity for, the development Of
the spirit OF romance which all Of US
leIhlpited some time in our life, and
which thank God. some of US never
loses that she found herself revealing
In it
She lost herself in pleasing, magma
lions OF tales OF her adventures that
she Scpuld tell when she got back to
her uncle. and when she got further
back to- staidI old Philadelphia. How
shocked everybody would be with It
all there' OF course, she resolved
that she would never mention one ep
isode or that, terrible day, and she had
somehow absolute confidence that this
nan IN spite Of his grim, ,gruft taet
tnrnity, who had shown himself 80 ex.
sceedtns e6nsid efate Other feelings,
.Ronld. never mention It, either.
she had so much food for thought
'tiiae. 10 seFehFin the lateFafternoon OF
the long day could she force her mind
TO- the printed pages OF the book. she
had taken at random from the shelf
which lay open before her, where she
sat in the sun, her head covered by an
old "StetSOn" that she had yentured