The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-07-31

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After bis swim and breakfast he
again went 10 the hammock 10 rest
and think. He heard the laDdlady In
the distance scosdIng the new maid
for her untffiDess. you Iet papers
blow all over when you empty the
ful In the future"
The little girl came to sit with him
again. In her narrow life her moth
ers dodgers meant the world. She
spoke Of. several. ob 1.-The artists and
their work, then: "Haye you seen
EyangeiI,e -M0tsn1' She's awful
pretty. .thlnk."
rs she an artist, to6Y' asked Arm
strong. beginning TO hdfe himself FOR
tracking down the glorious creature.
mo. she doesn't paini. She just
stays In her room all day and goes
out nights. She swins on moonlight
nights and goes out IL q boat"
That's when she meets her con-
federates." thought Armstrong.
The more he realized II was his
duty. TO uncover the pldt and save a
defenseless old man from death, the
more he realized that he hated to
spy on the girl.
That night he waited. IN his room
with the door open until. he heard her
start down the stairs
"ODe moment, Nfss Morton, please;
think these letters belong to you"
He tandeo her the sefdps of paper he
had found on the lawn.
She flushed scarlet when she took
them from him and. with q curt
Thank you" hurried down. the stairs.
''She will realize now -that I know.
and will, of course, leave at once"
Several days passed with Evsnge
line Morton living her life as usual
all day In her room and going out at
night.
His plan had failed. 50 he decided
to tell her.
He passed a restless day In the
hammock. hating himself for what he
was forced to do. Then he would
dream Of beautiful face and Of how
IT might have been IL the girl was
what she seemed instead Of q Grim
inal.
In all his thirty years he had not
thought seriously Of women, and now
he had found his Ideal only to have
fate laugh In his face.
He dined early and hurried back to
his hammock, which gave view OF
the front door. When II was quite
dark he saw the graceful, slender fig-
ure he had unconsciouay learned to
admire emerge from the door and
walk rapidly up The street.
1T may be tonight" ne thought as
he followed her. He. had purposely
put on dark suit, while she, much
to his surprise, was In white. She
went along for few blocks and then
struck out for an old pier. Going to
the end Of II. she sat down.
Armstrong could see her distinctly,
while he himself vas in the shadow
OF an old sail loft. -:
This Is where she meets her con- .
federntes," he thought peering across
the water to see IL they were coming
by boat. She sat silent and still for
nearly an hour. then began walking
up and down the pier. sShe looked out
at sea more as If she. were admiring
the beauty of the night than planning
a miserable murder.
Desperately. he. decided TO tell her.
He had done all he could to let her
slip quietly away, and she still stayed.
He walked toward her.. She turned a
startled gaze when he'came near.
said. -.
Good evening", she replied.
Il have something important to say
TO you, 80
'YesT
You remember the parts Of letters
l returned tOyour
yves" ;a
Il read them"
"weli?"
"Now l know why you are here.
You came secretly. but i found You
OUT 20
And now I don't .cnre." She
reached her arms out to {he stars II
have succeeded In my pm and l am
going home" -
"Succeeded!" gasped John.
Yes. ] sent my mystery story to an
editor last week and he accepted by
return mail. ] am too. too happyl I
know ! could never get time to write
al nome. ! have: 80 mSny Interrupt
lions, and this PLACE is 20 quiet l can
write all day long. I came with two
OF my friends who are painting. Now
that am real author the family
won't dare interrupt me when
,'.s, "a;
said John.
You're New Yorker. aren't your
she asked with seeming irrelevance.
) u am" Heswas. stNk daxed.
Maybe you know. niy, cousin, Owen
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