The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1913-04-27
The Secret of
Lonesome Cove
SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS,
Illustrations T.. schoonover.
Copyright, 1912 by Bobbs Company.

And bad 'un. too, 1 guess con-
tinued the Elder relshingly.
Don't you say it"' cried the old
seaman. THE cause Of the blood was
on her. Strange she was, and beau
tiful so my mother used to tell me;
but not bad. She came in at Lone
some Cove, too
Drowned at scar" asked Kent.
They never knew. One day she
was gone; the next night her body
caufe in. They said in the country
side that she had the gift of second
sight, and foretold her own death"
Hum unused Kent And now
the Blairs have changed the name
of the place. No wonder"
There's one thing they haven't
changed, the private buryin'- plot"
Family"
"Hogg's there. all right, an never
a parson in the countryside dared to
speak to God about his soul. when
they laid him there. His nephew, too,
that was as black hearted as himself.
But the rest Of the graves has got no
headstones"
Slaves"
Them as he kept for his own SER
vice an killed In his tantrums. Mo-
body knows how many. You can see
the bend of the creek where they lie.
from the road. and the old willows
that lean over en-"
Cheerful sort of person the late
Mr.. Hogg seems to have been. Any
relics of his trade in the heuse?''
'Relics2 You may say sol His old
pistols, and compasses, guns, nauti-
cal Instruments. and the loaded
whalebone whip that they used 10
say he slept with. They've got 'em
hung on the walls now for ornyments
Ornyments! II they'd seen 'em as I've
seen EN-, they'd sink the dummed
things in a hundred fathom O clean
sea"
sailor Smith was cabin-boy on one
OF the old Itogg fleet one voyage"
explained Elder bennett
God forgive me for IT," said the
old man. There they hang, and with
EN- the chains and"
isn't that lamp finished yet?' de-
manded Kent, turning sharply upon
Elder bennett.
extra for his curtness--he led the sea-
man out Of the place
You were going 10 say and hand
cuffs weren't you ." he inquired.
why, yes. What Of that % asked
the veteran, puzzled. Suddenly he
brought his hand down with slap
on his thigh Where was my wits %
he cried. Them irons on the dead
womhn's wrist knew ia seen their
like before! Slave manacIest They
must "A come from Hogs Haven't"
Very likely. But that suspicion
had better be kept quiet. at present"
Aye. aye, sir" agreed the other.
More devllment from the old Haven?
bad house--a rotten bad house!"
Yet I've a pressing desire to take
look AT It." said Chester Kent mus
.ngly. Going back 10 Annalaka, Mr..
smith? III walk with you as far as
the road To MIR. Sedgwick s"
Freed OF the veterans company at
the turn OF the road, Kent sat down
and took his ear IN hand. to think.
Miss Dorrance." he unused, Mar
jorie DorranCe. What simpler twist
for a nickname than to transform that
into Marjorie Daw? Poor Sedgwick.'
At the Nook he found the object Of
his COMMUNICATION mournfully striving
70 piece together. as IN "a mosaic, the
shattered remnants Of his work
Sedewiek frightened at his friends
approach.
For heavens sake. come out and
90 me couple OF sets or tennisi" he
besought. I'm no sport for you.
know, particularly az my nerves are
Jumpy, but / need the work"
Sorry. my boy" said Kent. 'but
I've got 20 make a more or less po-
lite call"
Didn't know you had friends IN
this part OF the world" said geic-
wick IN surprise
oh, friends" said Kent rather dis
paraginely Say acquaintances Peo-
Pie named Blair. Ever know EN- 2"
Used 10 know q Wilfrid blair I'm
Paris" said the artist iudinerently
What kind OF person was ne %"
An agreeable enough little beast
but Il rounder Of the worst sort
Won't 50 SO far as 70 say that he