The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1918-05-24
II know" she replied. II just came

would have believed her II had
not seen the biscuit In her mouth.
But what man would not forgive Z
small fib on the part Of the woman
he loves?
Listen to me, Lucille, DEAR" said
authoritatively. taking her hand. I'VE
are not going to fast any more II
your father were here he would call .
halt. Here your mother is sick, you
are hysterical, and hardly any Of u is
on speaking terms with the others.
Besides, we have got to stop. Our
water supply is gone"
Lucille looked up. Then 1t won't
really be our fault, will it?< she asked,
hopefully. III we haven't pure water
we can't go on fasting. Upton g.
Clair says So"
And that's the best thing he ever
said, too,"' agreed heartily.
SO 1t was decided that the next day
we'd have a new stock Of groceries,
come on the supply boat and telephone
the cook to come back. / think the
prospect cheered us wonderfully. /
know l felt better Immediately, and
persuaded Lucille to go back to bed
and get some rest before daylight.
She went In to see how her mother
was before retiring. There was a cry
from Mrs. Green's room, and I rush
ed In.
MRS. GREEN HAD DISAPPEARED!
You have guessed correctly that this
Is where the element Of mystery en-
tiers tho story. You doubtless wonder,
as we did, il Kent the wire Taper,
had made away With Mrs. Green or IL
Bopp, baked Of his dog biscuit, had
become villain OF the deepest dye.
We did not come to any such conclu-
sions at first, Of course. That was
after we had looked oil over the house,
up in the attic and down In the cellar.
Then l went to Kent's room. He was
snoring peacefully. 1 mistrusted that
he might be shamming and poured a
pitcher OF water on him to see how he
would react to the shock. / should
say that his reactions were perfectly
normal, albeit somewhat picturesque
ly abusive.
Next we hailed Hopp from his room.
He was inclined to be suspicious at
first until we told him about Mrs.
Green's disappearance; then he was
all sympathy and joined our lightly
clad searching party in the hallway.
Naturally, Lucille feared the worst,
while the rest of us with masculine
! optimism discounted any danger which
,ioht bnfo1 fho old 1odu
But she wasn't herself" walled Lu-
cile. "She's been acting funny all the
evening"
"Never mind about her." comforted
Kent. "A man with Jag can fall OF
the roof and never hurt himself bit.
A bit of bun makes anybody lucky"
Suppose she is out in all this rain o.
"A little water, more or less, won't
make any difference to her after the
last two days." l observed gloomily.
Lets not stand here any longer"
said Bopp in businesslike fashion. III
won't do much good to try to guess
where she is. Let's begin a systematic
hunt"
Lets get on some regular clothes
| uFSL, 1 SuRSeSteu.
"All right" in chorus.
Lucille dressed faster than she ever
had before or has since, and we men,
with the usual celebrity OF the blfurcat-
ed sex, were ready as soon as she was.
AS soon as we had assembled in the
living room once more Bopp, by rea-
son of his superior nerve, elected him.
self commander of the expedition.
Monty" he directed, you take Jesse
James with you and explore the north
half of the island. Lucille and / will
search the southern portion. AS soon
as either party discovers Mrs. Green
come back to the house and fire on
this revolver" He laid large caliber
six shooter on the table
/ might have disputed his arrange
ment and calm appropriation of Lu
Giles society, but l judged that II
would be a poor time to argue abou
anything so purely social Besides,
figured out that the man who wa.
with Lucille was going to have no cincl
reassuring her that her mother had no
met with some terrible taking of. S,
they went one way, and we departed
the other, everybody sloshing internal
ly and externally on account OF tn,
large amount of distilled water and
rain.
How are we going to hunt this skir
anyway" demanded Kent after W.
had trudged northward for a few mo
menfs.
"Just hunt" 1 replied vaguely. to,
busy with my thoughts to consider tn
question seriously.
This amt regular" objected Kent
Stacking up his pace. 1--WE ought t,
trail the old dame by her footprints
Did you notice any footprints aroun'
the house?'
mo. l didn't think to look"
"Well, let's go back and have
, peek"
AS that conceded with the method
/ of reasoning adopted by the detective
! In the best sellers. / agreed, and W
retraced our footsteps to the house.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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