The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-07-10

An this would appear - ~ reasoO
ably definite were Il not FOR the nots
regarding tho color Of his hair. n
leaves to me the simple task Of com
pleting the very admirable description
Of Mr.. Barnes by announcing that
Miss Tilly's hair was an extremely
dark brown.
Also II is advisable to append the
following biographical information:
Thomas Kingsbury Barnes, engineer,
born in Montclair. N. j.. September
20, 1885. Cornell and Beaux Arts,
Paris. Son Of the late Stephen s.
Barnes. engineer. and Edith (valen-
tine) Barnes. Office, Metropolitan
building, New York city. Residence,
Amsterdam mansion. Clubs: (Lack
Of space prevents listing them here).
Recreations, golf. tennis and horse
back riding. Fellow Of the Royal Geo.
graphical society. Member of the
Loyal Legion and the Sons Of the
American Revolution.
Added TO this. the mere announce.
ment that no was In position 70 in.
dulge a fancy for long and perhaps
aImless walking tours through more
or less out-ot-the.way sections Of his
own country, to say nothing Of excur.
sions In Europe.
He was rich. Perhaps not as riches
are measured In these Midas-like days,
but rich beyond the demands Of ava
rice. His legacy had been an ample
one. The fact that he worked hard at
his profession from one years. end to
the other-pot excluding the six
devoted to mentally productive jaunts
lis proof sufficient that he was not
content to subsist on the fruits of an
other mans enterprise. He was q
worker.
The first fortnight OF Q proposed
six weeks jaunt through upper New
England terminated when he laid
aside his heavy pack In the little bed.
room at Hart's Tavern. Cockcrow
would find him ready and eager to be-
gin his third week. At least so he
thought. But, truth is. he had come
to his journeys end; he was not ia
sling his pack for many day to come
After setting the mind Of the land
lord ut rest Barnes declined Mr.
Rushcroft's Invitation to QUAR- a cor
dial with him In the taproom. explain.
Ing that he wRs exceedingly tired and
intended to rrtire early.
Instead Of going up to his room i'm.
mediately. however. he decided ts
have look at the weather. His un.
easiness concerning the young woman
Of the crossroads increased as hs
peered at the wall Of blackness lDom.
Ing up beyond the circle of light. She
was somwhero outside that sinister
black wall and In the smctherin1
grasp Of those invisible hills. but wai
she living or dead2 Had she reached
her journeys end safely7 He tried te
extract comfort from the confidence
she had expressed in the ability and
integrity Of the old man who drove
with far greater recklessness than one
would have looked for In wild ant
irresponsible youngster.
He recalled with thrill the imperi
GUS manner In which she gave direc
tions to the man, and his surprising
servility. It suddenly occurred to hin
that she was no ordinary person, HI
was rather amazed that he had no
thought of It before.
Moreover, now that he thought of Il
there was, even In the agreeable re
joinders she had made to his offerings
the faint suggestion of an accent tina,
should have struck him at the time
but did not for the obvious reason thai
he was then not ut all interested II
her. Her English was SO perfect thai
be had failed to detect the almost i'm
perceptible foreign flavor that nov
took definite form In his reflections
He tried to place this accent. Wa
. It French or italian or SPANISH Ger
tainly 1t was not German.
, He took a few turns up and dows
the long porch, stopping finally at thu
upper end. The clear. inspiring CLAM
Of q hammer on an anvil fell sud
denly upon his ears. He looked at hii
watch. The hour was nine. certainly
an unusual time for men to be at worl
in forge. He remembered two mel
in the taproom who were bare-armet
and wore the shapeless leather aproni
Of the smithy.