The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-10-26

| Il nave reason 20 believe, MT.
Romero" said Cleo. "thst you can be
of very great service, indeed" and she
proceeded to tell him the story OF her
fathers mysterious death, OF the lost
formula and OF how much depended
on its recovery, OF the clue given In
the letter which she discovered in her
fathers desk, OF the discouragements
and perils which they had encountered
in their search for the book which she
had found In the cabin on the ledge.
$50 have my fathers word for It."
she concluded, shat the formula Is
hidden In the philosophy and that II
can be deciphered by reading every
seventh word on page sixty-two. And
believe, Mr.. Romero. that the phi
losophy which you bought at Dawson's
auction rooms contains the secret"
MY dear child" said Romero, who
had listened to the long recital with
the utmost sympathy and interest.
'you must prepare yourself for great
disappointment. II Is true that
bought philosophical work at the
sale OF your fathers library-but, un'
fortunately L have lost H."
Hope and Cleo, their high hopes thus
suddenly destroyed, uttered exclama-
tlons of discouragement and despair.
ut was small book" continued the
naturalist. $50 last week, just as |
was starting on a camping trip, l
slipped II into my pocket, intending to
read II that night in camp. But when
night came II was gone. II had evil
IDENTIFY fallen out of my pocket some
where on the trail. To have searched
for II In the mountains would have
been a hopeless task, even had I real
lied its value, which, Of course. did
not"
''Do you remember the title OF the
book?" Hope asked eagerly. "Who
was the nuthor7 Or the publisher?"
at sounds absurd, l know" con-
fessed the naturalist, "but l don't
know the title of the book or who
wrote 1t. Indeed, my chief reason for
i bidding II In was because II had be-
longed to my old friend, Doctor Burke.
They wrapped II up for me at the
!, auction rooms and ! did not take the
trouble to unwrap II before slipping
II into my pocket when / started on
the trip. All that / can tell you about
II Is that 1t was quite small book
and. from its condition, evidently an
i old one. II Is indeed n great sorrow
to me, Miss Burke, that you should
e have suffered 80 great loss through
e my carelessness."
; "rm afraid, dear" said Hope, as,
: having taken leave OF Romero. they
I were riding down the trail which led
: TO the railway, "that this puts an end
Y to our hope of finding the secret, ut
I least for the present. If we only knew
I the title of the book that Romero lost
: we could obtain duplicate copy, but.
}, as we don't know 1t, the only alterna-
: tive we have left IL to apply the key
: to all the philosophical works we can
: find In the hope that we may eventu-
Q ally strike the right one. 1t may take
n us long time. though"
y II won't have you worry any more
d about that old book" said Cleo. "Yor
told me the other day that ! would
i be very rich when the secret was
: found but am already very
e rich in having your love, dear heart.
Believe me, Jarvis, secret or no secret,
d | am perfectly content"
"If you count my love as wealth.
v said Hope, "then you are quite the
o richest person in the world, for
= know no one ever loved a woman MS
!" much as | love you. And II / can't
!" give you many luxuries, dear, can
at least make you very, very happy
"Tm the happlest girl In the world
e already" Cleo told him.
1t was with singing hearts, there
fore, that, the loss of the book already
r forgotten, they boarded the train for
e San Francisco.
AS they entered the hotel Cleo was
chatting gayly about her plans for the
n wedding, which was to take place the
70 first of the following week.
!" "Of course" she was saying. 'now
!" that the secret of the submarine Is
d probably lost forever, we will have tc
live on your pay. Jarvis, so we musl
70 have very simple wedding.
l. Pm going to married In dove-gray
1t suit do you think you will
d like me in dove-gray suit, Jarvisr
d like your" he repeated; why
e dearest. you're the world and the sur
e and the moon and the stars to me
!" you're"
p "Beg pardon, Lieutenant Hope" In
r terrupted the clerk. 'but here's .
a special delivery letter for you. 4
ID came In this morning."
d Glancing with some surprise at th'
of superscriptioD. which was In dashinI
ID hand, Hope tore open the envelope ant
ID drew out the sheet of crested ant
ID scented note paper. At first he glanceC
IS curlously at the closely written sheet
n then, as though he could not credi
the evidence OF his eyes, he read l
m again. AS the significance of the mes
Is sage dawned upon him he turned
deathly pale; the hand holding thu
n letter dropped lifelessiy to his side
t. hoarse exclamation escaped him
Motionless, as though carved from