The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1914-05-16

o~0ss vnAiuB tu0 BiTiS uuuu. Vuut
worried the transformation Not the
Cou1Dnsrcial House. know. for I pass
Cd = last evening" 4.
mo hardly the Commercial House"
lauGAsd the girl. Rather the sunshine
Of s,winter morning. the brisk walk up
the hsTmountain and the sight Of the
heryhit Of Baldpate with eyes like sau-
csfe staring at q little girl who once
bought his postal cards"
~yhen ysutsow Mr.. Pstersf' inQuir.
Cd assk =. p 81 N.,2, e.
ID that bis name? You zee. never
msi him In private Afs-hs was Just
thsA PERMIT when ! knew him. used
70 3ppqe, q. paldpats In the summers
ssd send hfs cards back to the folks at
hoho166 dream dreams OF his love
stou when from my window ! saw
ths3 light Of hk shack at night. I'm
% olad to meet Mr.. Peters informally"
sAs held 'ost her hand. but Peters,
By teng psaeties. wary Of women. had
bu}aensd himself with breakfast plates
wh(eh prevented bic clasping II. He
muttsesd "How dye dor and ned to-
wayd the door. narrowly averting what
wo1ld have proved serious collision
wih the large woman on the way.
1fr IeSsrs meets 10 few Of your
cd In winter" Magee apologised. "you
mdpt pardon his clumsiness. This gen.
tlelpan">Ae indicated the professor,
WIZ Aseee-.:is Thaddeps Bolton. dis
tn} }6Iy4(6 mtmber Of q certain univer.
sity faculty. who has ned to Baldpate
to ,peeo6e The press Of America. And
thib n Mr.. Bland. who hides here from
th& world the scars Of broken heart"
ne s,si smiled brightly. "And yoS"-
sh1 asked.
3William Hallowell Magee." he re-
tuipsd. bowing low. ~. have a meat
littb collection Of stories accounting
foG ny presence here. from which l
sh) allow you to choose later. Not to
~ tion me fS1f ooss WHICH 10 simple
ai15oSt .tosa taule"
am 20 happy TO meet you ALL" said
thd girl. I'VE shall no doubt become
vay soed friends. for mamma and !
hsfe sso come to Baldpats inn-t0
staS."
Hr. Bland opened wide his usually
nsirowe&yes and ran bis hand thought
fully over his one days beard. Pro-
fsS6ue, Bolton blinked his astonishment.
NJ. MsGee smiled.
% s.sos .oos am delighted to hear It."
he said.
slsH name" went ON the girl. rs
Mary Norton. May present my moth
sr..Mrs. Nortour'
The older woman adopted what was
o6yiou@5y her s6ciety manner.
u certainly am pleased to meet you
ale" she said In her heavy voice. "Ain't
itA lovely morning after the storm2
To suns almost binding"
vSoms explanation" pot In Miss Nor
to- quickly. "is due you II I am to
THRUST myself thus upon you. l am
perfectly willing to tell why am here.
bQE the matter mustn't leak out. can
tfy - you. I'm sure"
Tho bandits Of Baldpate." Magee re-
m6rked eippantly, giaDcing at the two
mn. '6lSs thelr own code OF honor.
pa"
H0Iapdidr' laughed the girl. 'You
sald. ] believe, that Professor Bolton
we-eesing from the ,pewspapers. I
am neeing for the newspapers--to at
tr9Ctr rfbelr. attention. to lure them into
geing me that thing 80 necessary To
woman In my professiou-p publicity.
You zee. ! am an actress. The name
gtve youAs not my stage name. That.
p4shaps. you would know. I employ a
qntieman to keep me before the public
a. mach a possible. It's horrid,
kpow. but Il means bread and butter
70 me. That gentleman. my press
agent evolved the present schem,,-a
mysterious disappearance."
She paused and looked at the others.
Ar. Magee surveyed her narrowly. He
Wondered.
f'l aD-to disappear completely for a
tims." les went on. "'As though the
snrth mad swallowed me.' will be the
0tod old phrase OF the reporters.
en- to hnser here at Baldpats inn, a
key % which my press agent has Sc
cured Tor me. Meanwhile the papers
WIN sbeak tearfully Of me In their
headlines. st least ! hope they will
Cepx,yQp Just see them-those head
hhesf 'BeautifJ Actress Drops From
B>ghtr She stopped blushing. Every
woman who gets into print. you know.
10 beautiful"
t''But TIA be no lie In your case.
dearie." put In Mrs. Norton. feeling
carefully ef her atrociously blond store
hslr
t"Your mother takes the words from
ny mouth" smiled Mr.. Magee.
s"From what part Of ireland do you
epms7' laughed the girl. She seemed
Dmewhat embarrassed by her moth.
er's open admiration. "WeIi. setting
gii blayney aside. such will be the
beadunpss, And when the last clew is
sahass4e1 and my press agent Is the
same ] come back To appear In q new