The daily Alaskan., 1917-08-04

with a young lady"
 "ImposslbleF' The voice at the other end bhot that emphatlcally at ma.
 "It's so," .
 "Clair Is a woman hater." d
 "What If he is? This one is going to convert him"
 "Humph. She can't do 1t Who Is sheY" ,.- ~-.v. 2. .4 2. rru < "Her namesis Miss Vida Dunnore."
 '''Yida Dunmore therep
 Certainly" ..... ....l -
 'sThank heavenW he calculated fer Fehtly. i've been waiting for hours for her to get here. How does she eome to be. .thereT t,,: .vl .., , Ea 1 explained to the young man, who proved to be Ned Blaney, AS I had al- ready suspected, all about the wreck of the Mary Bell and the casting ashore of her passengers. a..
 ja''Thanks very much," said Blaney, with considerable relief ip his voice. "I'n come right oyer after her.. Don't tell her that I called up and I will HGApALoO hGAs NNSNlDgs '- He hung up, before I could tell him f that he probably couldn't get any kind of boat. to come over to the island, but judged. that he would find that out soon enough for himself. ..
 Where's Miss lGreen". I asked Bopp.
 q advised her to lie down for It. | tle while and rest, This search Is wearing her out. She is leaving every. thing mmy. charge" r..s ....-.
 'I presume that congratulations are In order" said, extending my hand with as good a show of cordIality as I could muster. ''I do congratulate you, MT. Bopp." I We're not regularly. engaged" Bopp said soprly. "She has promised to be mine if I can find her mother. That makes me just about as near engaged to her as if we had never met"
 So Lucile's promise had a string tied to 1t. My heart 4eaped exultantly. There was a chance yet
 "Let's have a drink on the strength of your engagement anyway" said, starting toward the kitchen.
 ''WaterT'. .queried Bopp, hoping against hope
 "Why, yes"
 ''Eo, thanks. My tummie is looking for Mount AFarat now. He sank dis consolately into a seat. In a moment he rose wearily.. i've got to start out again. l promised Lucille I would search while she rested"
 Hardly had he left. the house when the telephone rang again. answer ed 1t.
 FHello." ..t 70.
 "HeuO. Is. that you, Mfr. Blainey2 Will you call Lucille to the telephone? 1 want to- {, The voice ceased abruptly.
 Hello" l called, "hcllo, hello!"
 There was no answer,
 The voice had just been listening bn was that of Mrs Green.
 After awhile got CentraPs attention and demanded to be told why I had been cut of.
 'That party called up from private tSIepbohe, v said central sweetly. "she had no right to use It, It Is a summer telephone only, and the instrument is to be taken out next week"
 "But 1t was Mrs. Green who was taIking."
 tIt couldn't be-" central was posi- tive. ''You are speaking from Mrs. Greens residence yourself" ..
 Tt was Mrs. Green. I recognized her voice." 5.. ..
 sJust a minute" There was pause, then: ''.Hello! That party called up from Hundngdons. What could Mrs. Green be doing there on a stormy day Ike thisT'
 could not explain to gossipy tele- phone operator what had really hap pened to Mrs. Green. did not know much about 1t myself, and the few facts of her disappearance that I was cognizant of would hardly sound well If repeated. .l, l. ..1.. ,-
 :Mrs, Green" 1 hazardedf went out walking, and suppose she stopped in at MT. Huntingdon's
 "Do you know" asked central, that Huntingdon's is on a small island three miles south of where you are and three miles from the mainland2 The walk ing is not very good"
 felt. as if I had stepped off into spaeai from a high platform. "Proba- bly-that is, the chances are"-I foun- dsred-"the chances are that she de- cided to row, and the wind may have carried her out, of her way" ~.
 ! finally persuaded central to call up Hundngdon's. I think 1t was curIosl- ty that made her relent could be sure that she would be listening to whatever might be said by Mrs. Green and myself. ---. --.. .... hg (Continued Monday