The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1914-08-19

AV'
- Il guess you might - we'll
ook down." be remarked. Its all az
q. what there u ~ Ok. This place
don't need Q cook. it needs q c0mmis-
ary department"
4 Peters" rspreved Magee. That's
hardly courteous TO our guests"
Living alone on the mountain" re-
Dl1sd The hermit from the dining room
6ooe. 'you get to have 'uch q high 10.
GaFd tor tho truth you can't put cour-
tsay arst You want to. but you have
nst The heart"
\ Tbs winter guests took their places
6 The table and the second December
llunsr at Basdpats INN GOT under way.
ou& nee - gsnialiy % on the previous
nlght did 10 progress. On the faces Of
tAoss about him Mr.. Mases noted wor-
=. and suspicton: now and again men.
ecing cold eyss were turned upon him:
evidently orst In the thoughts Of those
g table was . little package rich In
treasure. and evidently 6rst In the
thoughts Of most Of them. a. the prob
ebss holder OF that package. was Mr..
0aGee himself. Several times be
looked up 20 6nd Aax's catlike eyes
upeu him. sinister and cruel behind
the incongruous gold rimmed glasses;
several times he saw Hayden's eyes.
hostiIs and angry. seek his face. They
were desperate: they would stop at
nothing: Mr.. Magee felt that a the
6rawa drew 10 its close they saw him
and him alone between them and their
oos1sn desiresL
Before came uo here 10 be O her
mit.' remarked Cargan contempora.
neously with the removal Of the SOUP.
which l may cay IN passing I amt
been able b b With any success ow.
lng 10 RTE popularity Of the sport on
JoSdpate mountain. there was never
~ caodIss o. the table where I ate.
10 str.. ! left them to the people ND
- tbe svsnus-t0 Mr. Hayden and bis
npd that Nike to work In dim surround
10-l vas always strong for bright
ueht on my food. What l'm afraid OF
= that III get the habit up here and
wlN b wanting Charlie TO set out q
osvee candelabrum with my lager.
Csndies'd b quite an innovation at
Carries. wouldn't they. Louy'
Too swell Tor Charlie's" comment
q Ne. Max. Except after closing
Doeu I've seen 'em 10 use there then.
cuf the idea wasn't glory and dscora-
oeo."
= hope you don't dislike the can.
- Mr.. Carxan." remarked Miss Nor.
To. They add such Q iot to tho 70
1ancs Of the affair. don't you think2
IN terribly thrilled BY all this. The
satfliug OF the windows. and the dick.
sslng ught-two lines Of q poem keep
winning through my head:
~my lord he followed after one VINO vnis-
pcred In his ear
The weeping q the candies and the wind
10 all I hear.
DON'T know who the lord was nor
what he followed--perhaps the sew.
eutA key. But tho weeping candles
and the wind seem 20 romautjc-and
% IKE Baldpate Inn tonight"
III had daughter your age" com.
meuted Cargan. not unkindly. shed
b at homo reading Laura Jean Libbey
~ the IRE. and not chasing after no.
nance on Q mountain"
That would be best for her. I'm
surs." replied the girl sweetly. For
then she wouldn't be likely to find out
things about. her father that would
prove dlsQuieting"
"Dearie! cried Mrs. Norton. No
one else spoke. but all looked ut the
mayor. He was busily engaged with
bis food. Smiling his amusement, Mr..
Magee sought to direct tho conversa.
ton into less personal channels.
We hear 80 much about romance.
especially since It. widely advertised
DEATH" he said. And to every man
ever met u meant something differ
snt. Mr.. Cargau, speaking as a broad
minded man Of the wOrid-what does
romance mean to Jour"
TIE mayor ran bis fingers through
BILE graying hair and considered Sc
rSously.
'Romance." he reflected. "Well.
amt much on tho talk out Of books.
But here's what I see when you say
that word to me: It's tho night before
erection. and I'm standing In the front
window OF the little room on Main
street where the boys can always dDd
me. Down the street I hear the smart
ana rumble OF bands. and pretty soon
! see the yellow flicker Of torches. like
the Kicker OF that candle. and the bob
ping Ut banners. And thcn-the boys
march by-all the boys. Pnt Dohcrty
and Bob Larsen and Matt Sanders
oil the boys And when they get TO
ny window they wave their hats and
cheer. Just fat old man Ia that win.
dow. but they'll go to the pavement
with any guy that knocks him. They
ere loyal. They are for me. And 40
frey march By, choosing and singing
all the bOys-just tor ms to see and
hsar. Well, thot--that's romance 70