Sequachee Valley news. (Sequachee [Sequatchie], Tenn.) 1896-1952, 1913-11-13

man-bird, yet the latter had at ali
times held him at his mercy. For
North. therefore, to follow him alone
through the uncertain simmer Of the
moonlight with machine that must
be suffering for rest, oil and adjust
ment, and especially when 1t was
known that his enemy had owl eyes
by dark, was on every hand conceded
! to be fooihardiness even by these
men whose daily business was the
risldng of their lives; foolhardiness
not consistent with the missing ones
every day level-headed judgment, 1t
was generally conceded that In the
excitement of the chase and dazzled
by the size of the reward he had for
gotten his ordinary good Judgment
and had been lured on by the flying
devil to unequal combat, and 1t was
promptly decided that If he had not
returned by morning a scout should
be made for him far and wide.
But return in the morning he did.
jaded and weary eyed. and merely
shaking his head in a negative reply
as to whether he had had any luck
| he left his machine In the care of
mechanician and went straight to his
hotel for breakfast and nap. At
eleven o'clock, however, he arose as
fresh as ever and started back for the
field March's office happening to be
upon his route, he stepped inside for
moments chat with his old chum.
Alan was delighted at his safe return.
Tell me about It," he urged
The aviator laughed carelessly. "Oh,
| was compelled to give it up at last
and come down on those mountain
tops by moonlight. Say. they were
not exactly designed for alighting
upon by an aeroplane, were they? Bad
| landing place, bad-shook things up
quite a bit but escaped serious dam
age. Yes, had quite a night Of It."
He suddenly seemed to think of some
thing else. changed the subject and
became enthusiastic. "By George, old
fellow, that was a smashing pretty
girl you had with you yesterday, that
Miss Fulton. Yours?" March sighed
and shook his head dolefully.
"No. The field is open so far as
know. Want to enter your manner"
North threw back his head and
laughed. showing his perfect teeth.
'F'raid they'd scratch me as q
ringer. Fact is, am engaged to an
other one just about as pretty as she
is and fully as sweet That's the rea-
son am in this high flying business
not for love of it, / assure you. but
for the coin of the realm that is to be
made out of it. You see | would not
be contented unless l could have Clare
that's her name, by the way-step-
ping along as high as the rest of
them and wearing just as good things.
and the only way l could think up
whereby l could get the price in a
short time was by skyscraping. She
set up an awful holler when | told
her what | was going to do, but ]
went at it just the same, because
there was no way out of 1t. And IL
| land that million do you know the
first thing | am going to do?"
Get married, of course"
Nope that would be the second.
First thing would be to buy an ak
and chop that Blue Dragon OF mine
into slivers and then burn the slivers.
l love the old girl all right, but she's
wanton and a devil when she gets
to going and she'll lead me to destruc-
ton yet If l don't quit her cold first.
So Id take the ak and put temptation
behind me with one fell swipe. Then
I'd marry Clare In peace and live
happily ever afterwards, and IL / ever
wanted any more excitement I'd learn
submarine divirg--I've had enough
of being up high. But just because
I'm engaged to a girl whom l would
not trade for all the rest of them put
together, that don't prevent me from
approaching some other thoroughbred
high stopper when | see her. 1t Is
my innate love of the beautiful crop
ping out, you know, and besides that
l am normal human male animal.
Hope l will meet her again before /
leave or get killed" March nodded
and turned to the telephone.
Special 1885," he called to the oper-
ator. North grew suspicious upon the
instant.
Now look here, March," he expos
tulated. Il am no Buttinski, and IL
she is yours just say the word and
Keep still. you idiot. She is an.
swering now" He faced the phone
again and began speaking. evidently
In reply.
Yes, 1t is l and l am quite well,
as usual. And, by the way, l have
a friend here in the Office this minute
one Mr.. North, an alleged aviator.
He returned safely this morning
imagine he has story to tell, but he
will not unfold 1t to me. However, /
think you might coax it out of him.
He is quite sentimental about you,
you know"
"Oh!" exclaimed Doris from her
end Of the WIRE.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)