Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1915-03-31
CHAPTER KIN.
The Hunters Return.

Edith Wayne picked ceraniums,
hummed a tango tune ana vaguely
wondered when Capt. Duncan Jones
would return from Africa The month
10Y was June. In the library BY the
open window Edith's mother sat in her
wheel chair. watching the gathering
OF the crimson blossoms which grew
so p%rofusely In the garden surround
ing the Wayne bungalow.
Mrs. Morris from next door came
across the lawn. her countenance gos-
siping az important news.
Edith" she said. have q heard
the tidinEs? Capt Duncan Jones and
his friends returned from their African
hunting trip this morning"
'Oh. good,'" exclaimed the ever
enthusiastic Edith You viii SEQ that
| meet him. won't YOU. dear Mrs. SD
ris?"
THAT ! will. darling And this very
night. too"
Tonight"
"Yes. I've already pLcacd 10 my
fellow p-atruncsScs AZ tA4 assembly
ball and were going "a give q dance
tonight-imprcmpu in honor cf Cap
tain Jones and his party
At ten o'clock that niEht tho assem-
bly, ball was III fun swing Edith had
already danced with many young men
who were more az less open sUitors for
her hand. More than out of these
fashionable swains had proposed 10
her. But each in turn had become "A
brother through The diplomacy 20
Edith Wayne. she had no one r.
vorite among them. She liked them
all. but she loved o
4 Capt. Duncan Jones. aftcr a tango
; with one OF the beautiful maidcns az
J the City Of Angels. excused himself
4 and left the ballroom. TIE was cross
: ing an anteroom on his way out for
a smoke when he met Mrs MORRIS.
Z They chatted till the ballroom again
/. swarmcd With dancers doing the max
4 IKE. Edith danced past the derrway Of
7 the anteroOm.
There said Captain Jones.
There's the girl ! wan 70 mect. Mrs.
Morris. 10 you know herr"
The result was that when the max
IKE ended. Edith entered The ante
room and Mrs. Morris forthwith pre-
scented Capt. duncan Jones
Edith felt a distinct quake In her
soul Hcr heart beat fast. The cap
tain. she was certain. with his bronzed
face and athletic form. was the hand
soonest. manifest man she had ever
seen.
Shall We dance" asked Captain
Jones. as the orchestra broke forth
into another or the Argentine steps.
No" Edith replied. Il want u ask
you about Africa"
They s%trolled out into the moOnlit
garden. where tho air was flower per-
fumed and where fountains made CUR
Cling, tinkling music.
They talked OF Africa. and Edith
told him of her own childhood passed
IN the jungle and Of the tragic passing
OF her father.
Near the end OF this. their first
happy hour together In the moonlit
garden. Captain Jones said.
"Anl-oh. yes-in the jungle | met a
wild man
Wild man" Edith exclaimed.
BLACK. n course,"
NO. White"
"A white wild man. How strange,
Why did You not get his story"
we couldn't Jones replied "IIa
was a sort OF human island entirely
surrounded by Wild animals. And our
KaHrs refused TO try 10 find him for
rs. lie Ass wild. yea. somehow. Miss
Wayne. in the one brief encounter
had with that Wild man there was
something about him that deeply in
teres;ed me. lie seemed "a be-com.
pletely In tune with the wild"
Edith started.
In tune with the Wild" she cried,
in a low. thoughtful tone. How CO
incidental, Those were The very
words my father often used-in tune
with the Wild, Captain Jones. tell me
more OF this wild man"
Dnt Inc. ,hop I~r.la Gtava app..raH