Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1916-10-29
Copyright, 1916. by international Film
Service. All Foreign Rights
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CHAPTER !.
The RrtilscoycrS of Eden.

SEND ncF ancau ana ] IL 80 luEcntuflHS
into the past. II looks like an old
painting o. Il stage set. instead Of Il
simple Yankee hshinS village"
His voice thrilled with boylsh de-
light, as he lowered the binoculars.
turning with sparkling eyes TOWARD
the skipper of the steam yacht Sea
Gull"
'Ay, ay. sr: l;m; calculate you'll
lind il Il bit weathcrbenteii." was the
officers RESPONSE Port Sunray IL tho
Slccpicst town on the coaSt-thcrc ain't
none OF them swell hotels or cottages
which a gentleman like you Is used
10. sir. That place il like Il country
graveyard. sir. and
Exactly what I want and the tail
young man leaned over the tah-raii
10 gaze dcvour!ngly al the purple rocks
which shccrcd so prccipitously into the
blue waters OF the scent-shaped hhr-
Dor
II am ovcr-fcd to the condition Of
permanent indigestion, with hotels and
cottages. and all the rest OF conditions
that go with them he continued, light
ing his calabash pipe. Farewell. I'm
tired Of high-spech automobiles, high
speed manners. hiSh-spccd gowns,
high-spccd girls and men. want To
slow down--to get my bearings-us
Walt whitman calls IL: 70 loaf nud
invii. my SOUL.
There was a dreamy, hungry look in
The dark eyes. AZ lie studied the nod
ding tree-topS on the high ground be-
yond the village.
II want to bury III: nose in the grass
roots and smell the good. clean dirt
TO bask III the sunlight OF an old
fashioned garden. among old fla shionch
people, clean and simple AN the
flowers IN the garden. Don't You am
dcrs;amd. Captain Fhrwcll? My pub
fishers insis; on another novel. and I'm
modern edition Of the giant Ajax:
AIN weak and worn out must get
my feet on Mother Earth to renew my
strength
The captain INDUCED in generous
bite of plug tobacco. lie "crutinizcd
the broad shoulders. the siucwy fore
arms and Ia. healthy. sun-hurncd fea-
lures Of the tail novelist before ne re-
oiled.
You're healthy looking w.aklins.
sin But It's your yacht. >ir"' Ana
he walked az, to give the necessary
orders Tor the auchoring and landing.
"A crazy bunch. these here authors
lac unused. "iui reckon they must
be- 80 write them crazy books.
The sea GuiI glided gracefully 10
her anchorage ia the harhor. under the
*kilifnl guidance OF ihc captain
Ronald Roberts. club man. globe ;rot-
ter. bon vivan', aud. most important
uf all To ;hc public interest. author Of
three best sellers Within a year. now
addressed hts bubbliuS energies TO the
task OF preparation for his cNp!or;L-
lions HAWKINS. his valet torn rude
Is from the intellectual delights of the
Joke columns OF The pink was
Hpluucring soto vvcu maledictions IN
the most up-to-dn,e toekney
There don, forge, my camera-and
my hunting boots-and my corduroys
and the heavy bore rifle. III set
= some cartridges ashore. Ana thrc"
= inns OF tina; tobacco. Hawkins. must
have ammunition for that novel. Iiur-
~ up now. FOR the tender has been
lowered along side, and lm as wiid 10
get ashore AS - Riddle starting oh d
sunday school picnic!
My word. sir. I'd think you We're
going TO stay :, month. sir You won't
he a-ncediug all this ERE luggage. sir.
Will you-just Tor Il boat-ridc. sir
"Flnwkins. We Will stay over night-
we may. stay a month--wc may stay
there permanently: the skipper said
the place was !ik. II grave-yard."
chuckled Roberts. so. you might
chuck In /. couple OF hand embroidered
shrouds IL you have them handy in the
linen locker"
on. Lord suvncr Don, joke about
things like that, sir; il ayn't good luck,
sir.'
Pour Hawkins Was AS supcr.titious as
mississippi River rusiabou,.
Cheer up, my boy declared his
master. There's nothing 10 worry
about--that little place is as peaceful
AS country church. ] wish there were
some excitement. After two years OF
hard work in the city, would like
to have my cruise develop II few
thrills"
The boats ready. sir" called Cap
tain Farweil from above
Ronald Roberts sprang UP the steps
joyously, as Hawkins grumbled over
the finishing touches OF his packing
ftac nd
boat had been moorcd to the end OF
sRgging quay--rcic Of the vanished
days OF the ancient and honorable
whaling industry OF which Port sun
ray had been Il bustlng center.
few oilers strolied down The plank
walk To greet them with staring, but
good natured curiosity.
Good afternoon. gentlemen was
Roberts CHEEKY greeting Can you
direct me to the leading hotel Of the
cityY'
City snortcd Hawkins indignant
~ as he cnd"avorcd to jusgle Il hand
satchel, Il suitcase, camera and his
masters rifle. city"
but the compliment was not unup-
prectated by the natives. whose bosom
swclled beneath the homcspun shirts.
There bent no hotel friend" VOL
unteered the most patrnrchal OF The
reception committee But old ST
Squiggins still runs the Holly Branch
Tavern. up on the Mill Brook Road
But, shucks. he amt had no guests
for about four years. Mcbbe he ain,
takn' none now"
TN take 81 chance avcrrcd Roberts.
where il his placer
Up this yere road" volunteered an
other Its long walk; mebbe old
Cap'n Ben'll take ye up in his hack"
Roberts looked up the quay In the
direction indicated by IL horny hand,
and behelh an nntiquuted carriage near
which stood II whitc-h haired, bcwhisk-
cred individual. uniformed for his trade
OF local J6hu IN the surprising garb
OF Il sen captain.
That's splendid. Send the boat I'm
tomorrow morning at 10. Captain Far
"eil. were going on Il shore cruise
mere Come along, Hawkins" and the
novelist strobe toward tho roadway
Now, point out the historical spots,
OH the way" Roberts insisted. and
why aren': you trimming sails outside
She iharbor there, instead of doing this
land-lubber's work. hcre?"