White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-10-18

be some news in the papers A
young and beautiful woman did MOI
jump from a big Atlantic liner with
cur the newspapers getting hold oil
the facts.
A fair wind carried the Betty into
her haven; and shortly after Flor
Ience was sleeping peacefully in q
Feather bed, ancient, it is true. bui
none the less soft and inviting. In
all this time she had not spoken a
single word.
! THE poor young thing," muir.
INJURED the motherly Mrs. Barnes
What beautiful hair, O. John,
wish you would give up the sea. |
hate 1t. 1t is terrible. | am always
watching o in my minds eye, In
calm weather, in storms. Pieces OF
wrecks come ashore, and I always
wonder over the death and terror
back of them"
Don't y worry none about me,
Betty. ] never take no chances. Now
I'm goin' int the village an bring
back tn sawbones. He'll tell us
what t do"
The village doctor shook his griz-
zled head gravely.
She's been hurt and shocked at
the same time. II will be many days
before she m around TO herself.
Just let her do as she pleases. Only
keep an eye on her so that she
doesn't wander off and get lost. I'll
watch the newspapers. and If I come
across anything which bears upon
the case I'll notify you"
But he searched the newspapers
in vain, for the simple fact that he
did not think to glance over the old
Florence was soon able TO walk
Ordinary conversation she
seemed to understand; but whenever
the past vas preached she would
shake her head with frowing eyes.
Her main diversion consisted of sit
ting on the sand dunes and gazing
out at sea.
One day a stranger came to town.
He said he represented a life insur-
ance company and was up here from
Boston to take a little vacation. He
sat on the hotel porch that evening,
surrounded by an admiring audi
ence. The stranger had been all over
the world. so 1t seemed. He spoke
Familiarity of st. Petersburg. yladi-
yostok, Shanghai. as the villagers
some of them-might have spoken
of Boston. There we're one or two
old timers among the audience. They
had been to all these parts. The
stranger kenw what he was telling
about. After telling of his many
voyages he asked if there was a good
bathing beach nearby. He was told
that he would find the most suitable
spot near Capt. Barnes cottage just
outside the village.
An say. Mister. see anything in
tn papers about a missin' young wo-
man." asked some one.
Missing young woman? What's
that?"
The man told the story of Flor
ence's leap into the sea and her sub
sequent arrival at the cape.
That's funny said the stranger.
Il don't recollect reading about any
young oma being lost at sea. But
those big liners are always keeping
such things under owe Hoodoos
the ship. they say. and turns pros
pective passengers to other lines. It
hurts business. What's the young
girl look like?"
Florence vas described infinitely.
The stranger teetered in his chair
and smoked. Finally he spoke.
she was probably insane. That $
the way generally with insane peo-
pie. They can't see water or look off
a tall building without wanting to
jump. My business Is insurance,
and we've the thing figured pretty
close to the ground. They used to
get the best of us on the suicide
game. A man would take out a large
policy today and tomorrow he'd blow
his head off. and we'd have to pay
his wife. But nowadays a policy is
not worth the paper it's written on
If a man commits suicide under two
years"
You amt tryin t insure any
body in town, are you
20, no. No work for me when
I'm on my vacation. Well, I'm going
to bed; and tomorrow morning I'll