The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1917-04-20

covering MS eyes WIFI HIS uanusj lVi
he was fiercely in love, and he had
destroyed for friends sake all that
he had ever hoped for.
But there was more to be done; he
aroused himself presently and wandered
around to the engine-room, where the
major was providing about, fussing
and Tuning and bullying his engineer.
"Major," said Darrow, guilelessly,
"do you suppose Haltren's appearance
has upset his wife?'
CHI" said the major. "No, |
don't! Irefuse to believe that a woman
of Mrs. Haltren's sense and personal
dignity could be upset by such a man!
BY CAD! sir, if | thought it-for one
instant, sir-for one seconded reason
with her. I'd presume so far as to
express my personal opinion OF this
fellow Haltrenl"
perhaps I'd better speak to her."
began barrow.
"No sir! Why the devil should you
assume that liberty?" demanded Major
Brent. "Allow me, sir; allow me!
Mrs. Haltren is my guest!"
The majors long-latert jealousy
of Darrow was now fully ablazei
purple, pop-eyed, and putting he toddled
down the companion on his GRAND OF
consolation. Darrow watched him GO
"That settles himl" he said. Then
he called the engineer over and babe
him rig up and launch the portable
canoe.
"Put one paddle in it, johnson, and
say to Mrs. Haltren that she had better
paddle north, because a mile below
there is camp belonging to a man
whom Major Brent and / do not wish
to have her meet"
The grimy engineer hauled out the
packet which, when put together, was
warranted to become full-fedged
canoe.
tI,ord! how she'll hate us all, even
poor Johnson" murmured Darrow.
AZ don't know much about Kathleen
Haltren, but is she doesn't paddle south
I'll eat cotton-waste with Undressing
for dinner!"
At that moment the major reappeared
toddling excitedly towards the stern.
"What on earth is the trouble?"
asked Darrow. as there a pizen
sarpint aboard?"
"Troublei" stammered the major.
"Who said there was any troubleY
Don't be an ass, siri Don't even look
like an ass, sir! Damnation!"
And he trotted furiously into the
engine-room.
Darrow climbed to the wheel-house
once more, fshed out pair of binocu--
lars, and fixed them on the inlet and
the strip of Atlantic beyond
If the Dione isn't in by three
o'clock, Haltren will have his chance"
he muttcred. b.
He was still inspecting the ocean
and his watch alternately when Mrs.
Haltren came on deck.
did you send me the canoe2"
she asked, with cool unconcern.
cts for anybody" he said, morosely.
Somebody ought to take a snapshot
of the scene of our disaster If you
don't want the canoe, I'll take it P"
She had her camera in her hand; it
was possible he had noticed it, although
he appeared to be very busy with his
binoculars.
He was also rude enough to turn his
back. She hesitated, looked up the
lagoon and down the lagoon. She
could only see half mile south, be-
cause Flyover Point blocked the view.
"If Mrs. Castle is nervous you will be
near the cabin?" she asked, coldly,
"I'll be here" he said.
"And you may say to Major Brent, y
she added, that he need not send me
further orders by his engineer, and
that l shall paddle wherever caprice
invites me-"
A few moments later portable canoe