The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-05-28


you camo In over. She
vas strong and healthy. and having
little to carry, pushed on too far.
Night fell and I grew worried. / had
oftsn warned her that II she was ever
bsnishted on the trail never to try to
follow It aftor the light had failed.
but to camp where she was I'LL
morning.
II was confident my instructions
would bs obeysd, but nevertheless I
was worried. took . bull's-sys Ian
tern and went half way along the
trail before I found her. She had
stuck to the trail till the light grew
dim, and then had made . little bed
VI balsam boughs ana lay or " sleep
ing sweetly. The remains Of her little
campfire. and tho bones OF fish
showed mo that she had not tasted.
DO you know whit l did thenf"
Awakened her and carried her
home, I presume"
That was my FIRST instinct. but !
did not follow Il. II I had showed
her that I was frightened about her
my fear would have been commun-
icated to her. Possibly II such thine
occurred again, she would attempt
20 relieve my anxiety and her own
fears by pushing on. 30 came homo
and left her lying there. I knew II
was an right. The next morning she
returned full Of her experience. and
praised hor for her action"
''Shs 10 Q wonderful GIRL" Douglass
said, and has had . unique educa-
ton"
'.She n, - said. fearless and self
ssiiant-s perfectly normal child.
Thst evening after supper. whom
thar cigars had been lighted. Har-
Stson said to his daughter:
"Mary. you haven't sung for mo for
several days"
81 have been DO busy with our guest
and you. I haven't thought OF 1t. I'll
10 sing 10 both Of you now" Then to
Douglass: do you want to hear me
sing7" 49,.
Eyes, indeed, Lady Mary"
She ran lightly from the room and
disappeared In the darkness. A little
later her clear, sweet voice was borne
TO them from far out on the lake
singing "Schubert's Serenade."
"She has the true artists spirit"
her father said whom the song was
finished, and then sighed q little.
"It Ii her mothers blood: believe
the mothers blood Is always FREEDOM
tnant."
At don't agree with you entirely;
she has many OF your traits"
Harrison looked at him strangely
and then said hastily:
straits, yes. but they are only imi.
tations, not Instinct. Her mother sanG
very beautifully and had the same
artistic spirit which Mary displays IN
singing from her canoe instead OF In
tho room. The mothers blood Is pre-
Sbminant In us all for good or evil"
II am not 80 sure Of that: I have
known bad mon with good mothers
"Certainly. but not many good men
With bad mothers"
Take my half-breed guide" Doug.
Lars said his mother. he tells me
was q full blood squaw. yet he ha.
as little OF the Indian In him o. yo,
There arc good squaws." Harrison
replied. And. again. you have hac
no chance to sea the truth yet. MARI
my words. his mothers blood 1.
strong IN him and II the occasion
ever arises when he is called upoy
to display 1t. you will see my theory
Douslss. LAUGHED; II hop. it won
That night as he reviewed the dis
cussions of the day. Douglass tolt
himself that his host was right abou
the money. Thoughts Of money car
ried his mind back to Bruce. Hi
animosity was waning In tho nov
city OF changing scenes and the re
juvehation of his shattered body
Nevertheless he had promised Bruc,
tina, he would cry quits with him
An6 no had no Invention OF abandon
ing rho idea. He decided that som,
time he would lay the whole matte
befoye Harrison and see what hi
'ideat were. He had views on mos
SUBJECTS: II would be interesting t,
knoy.' what he th02ght on this one.
He wondered wiat Harrison's stor.
was. He we'll knsw that there wa
sofnythinE untold. On most subject
his host talked freely and frankly
but no had never mentioned tn
events which had brought him L
tho island. and Douglass, of course
aid not broaoh the subject,
Also no thought Of Mary.
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