Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1914-02-27

Minnie, spring house girl at Hope sana-
forum. tells the story: 1t opens with the
arrival Of Miss Patty. Jennings. who u re-
and the death OF the old doctor who owns
the sanatorium. The estate 10 left TO- q
scapegrace grandson. Ditky Carter: who
must appear on a certain date and run
the sanatorium successfully for two
months or forfeit the Inheritance. case
Of mumps delays Dicks arrival MI. Tho
burn 10 lowering about In hopes OF ~
curing the place for . summer MOTEL
CHAPTER lIl.-continued.
At half past Eve just about gave
up. 1t was dark outside. and nothing
inside but nrelight. Suddenly
seemed to feel somebody looking Ut
the back Of my neck and turned
around. There was . man standing
outside one Of the windows, staring In.
Ny first thought, Of course. was
that 1t was Mr.. Dick, but just - the
face vanished l saw that 1t wasn't. 1t
was older BY three or four years than
Mr.. Dicks and q bit fuller.
I'm not nervous. I've had to hold
thy own against chronic grouches too
long to have nerves, 20 went TO the
door and looked out. The man came
around the corner just then and
could see him plainly In the freight
He was covered with snow. >and he
wore . sweater and no overcoat. but
he looked like . gentleman.
Il beg your pardon for spying" he
said, but the IRE looked 20 snug!
I've been trying to get to the hotsl
over there. but In the dark I've lost
the path"
That's not . hotel" snapped. fol-
that touched me on the raw. That's
Hope Springs Sanatorium. and this ID
one Of the spripgA You'd better come
In and get warm"
He shut the door behind him and
came over to the ire.
I'm pretty well frossn." he said
Don't be astonished II I melt before
your eyes; I've been walking foI
hours"
Now that had q better chance q
zee him I'd sised mp that drawn lool
around his mouth.
Missed your luncheon, I suppose
I said. poking the ars log. He grinned
rather sheepishly.
well, I haven't had any. and I've
certainly missed IT," he said. Fast
ing's healthy. you know"
"Nothings healthy that isn't nat
ural," ] declared. III you'd care FOL
. dish of buttered and saltsd popcorn
there's some on the mantel. It's pretty
salty; the idea II to make folks thirsty
20 they'll enjoy the mineral water"
think Of raising . thirst only u
drown II with spring watsr!" no said
But be got the popcorn and he at<
It Ill. II he hadn't had any luncheon
he hadn't had much breakfast Thu
queer part was-he was . gentleman;
his clothes were the right sort, bal
he had on patent leather shoes In 81
that snow and An automobile cap.
put away the glass while he ats
Pretty soon he looked mp and thu
drawn lines were gone. He wasn'
Hike Mr.. Dick. but he was the SAM
type, only taller and heavier built.
And % It isn't . hotsl," he remarked
well, I'm sorry. The caravansary b
the village IL not to my liking. and
had thought Of engaging . suite n
here. Ny secretary usually attends d
these things. but-don't take away q
the glasses. Heb BEG your pardol
but the thirst ID coming"
He filled the glass himself and thes
he came mp and stood In front Of me
with the glass held up In the air.
- the best woman I have met h
many days." he said. NOT mocking bu
serious. II was about to lie down an.
let the little birds cover me Wit
leaves" Then he glanced at the empt'
dish and smiled. TO buttered POI
corni Long may It wavs!" he said
and emptied the glass.
Well. ] found . couple Of apples b
my pantry and brought them out. an
after he ate them he told me wha
had happened to him. He had been
little Of everything since he left col
lege-he was about twenty-lve-ha'
crossed the Atlantic In . catboat an
gone with somebody or other lat
some part Of Africa-they got los
and had to eat each other or Lizards
or something like that-and then h