The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1920-09-24

9N4 OF genuine satisfaction. II
was lust the sort OF dinner she rev
eied tn-small, intimate and care
fully chosen. She glanced az hoas
rick Sears, the young explores,
whose name was on everybody .
lips and whose story OF being SIND
wrecked Tor q year on SOME ua'
heard of Islaud IN the South Seas
was filling columns daHy IN the
sears was talking somewhat ia
an undertone 10 carol Iernune,
Mrs. Lane wished she could near
what he was saying. Carols hands
were clasped before her on the "a.
BILE and In the shauowy go!aeA
light OF the candies they lookeu
Ike beautifully molued marble, ana
lust as mouonless. MRS. Lane
IIaised her voice in U question:
"What were you dolhs ySat
ago today, Mir. SearsE' she asked.
The man came back to the pres.
emit with q perceptibIe stare.
AStrange that you should ASK
that" he exclaimed, with his a.
yCrdctiVe smile. II was Just te!lins
MISS Terhune what happened
year ago. Now that you have asa
4 ed I snail, OF course, tell you too
land ne gave Carol Ieenune ratA
er QuizzICal glance.
There was silence in the biB
room. For some ln.aEslo!e reason
every one had sinUIsl.-~Susly 3D.
bed TALKING EIu pEGsSA W heAi
What the young e&YIO.CF nAd 70
SSRay, as II they Le4I I CERTAIN ISAsS,
Afess, rather uEGIlEtlG situation
ID Lne alr. From INC Oken mlnG0W
CANA Lne SOIL mu-ulGr " lne ocean
on ina Deucn ana Lne fragrance q
ueRbby gasOSn. DeLt ssLh ant
.iuoyeu SyitnUut soGrG. Carol 4eE.
lune,s AGnu5 Isdtsned ana tEsA
Ny.LhureW into the shauON Us ItuGS'
rick sears began.
~ NFpr Two Cuy5 We had been coop.
ed up IN Uur nat Tn.4S tAs sSIL u
doWupUur mat OLIy tEat past "a
the world LuUTs any GUMS AUo"'
swept Ins .lsIa.4a, IaSAlAs ths 10.
Tags 70 shreus. we tOOA suEus LOOA
ing through the one wInuow oL
(Which the nut boastea az sse az.
= Ter IN oisLr eSs, sLECIA Last on q GU
Nj reeT. EsoUf QeyIIs. our own e1-
perisnce YVES 100 fresh In oui
minus not 10 know what the men
nboard must b. Ieeilng from min.
ute 10 minute. Bowman MHa
watching wRsu nc sGaCeniy gave
SSa sort or gIUan ana IuTneu away.
Shen SniIn lad got there, no
boaA WAS IL siSlt. We knew NlsI
Lao happened. 100.
"Af that moment, by some freak
which holds sw@y over nat pA.t
OF lido country, TIE sGA Dress
through, anu II I've inmates "!
SyouluI neYe4 have kaOM4 lEeEe MAJ
besn Ia slogm-e&CSpt IoT Inc
wrecked vegetation lying arouhu::
we three-BowmaH, smith ana
rushed down 10 tne beacn 10 Sc
what I'VE could find. beach COMP
ing Is not business much IL %OS-s
un here-buL, LGru! IL was inc S4~
excitement down LnCGe. IneA, TO-
we hoped against hope We ml6At
be able to help stray survivor
from the steamer.
."rhe wreckaGe began 70 sure"
The beRch-hete q chair there
mart OF a table, barrel anu D,tS
OF unrecogntzuble OGd5 anu eEua.
When darkness came We .S,l
shouldered something and nit tNe
trail back to the hut.
smith carried the barrel SO OIL
( course everything IN II WAS MS.
Ve watched him unpack y MitA
iii the thrill OF q Christmas stock
inRi Joye! What wasn't in that bar
reIi Then at the bottom was some.
hing wrapped up in puper-an Oh
SUNDAY supplement vi the New
Work. "Times." Smith saw the pie
tifre and didn't even stop TO IooE
any further I'll
If here isn't Ethel Barrymore! Inc
nane's soaked Off, bat Id know hef
SAti me Inconsistencies Of the last
levy months was in his voice as he
hugged the picture 70 his heart
rnurmurfng, oh, you beauty! You
MI 81 Broadway! Next 70 q rescu.
ing steamer I'd rather have Tounc
you than anything know!' POor
nid Smith! he picked a long nal.
out OF the barrel and proceeded 70
hang Miss Barrymore on the wax
over his shnkeooWn:
GBoYman had picked up the re-
nsin5ar. az the PAPER and was look
ing at It, not saying word. lie was
"a uuiet, SO intent, that finally
Smith and / noticed him. sup:
nose men who have been cooped
IN on a desert island for months
waiting day after day for the res
ftiinR steamer that never seems 10
Come. are not quite normal. SO
When Bowman spoke, his voice
hoarBe and shaking, we didn't thlnA
he had gone mad. We Just laugh
" Roderick Sears stopped speaking
here and looked direct at Carol
Terhune. Their eyes met Tor
moment, and not until hers had
dTopped again did he continue in
response to Mrs. Lanes rather
what did Bowman say, Mr..
aHe said, When I get home i
am going to find this girl and mar
~ her IL It takes every hour OF
my life and every cent l have IN
he world"
Sears smiled as he finished and
somehow the table full OF people
mat. had been hanging so breath
iessly on his words felt that they
mad been cheated OF more dram
sfic finish-that they were the
viutime OF an antlclimax, A sigh
@Did he ever find her?" asked
Mrs. Lane, as she gave the signal
.+Yes. he found her" replied
senrs-but IN the pushing back Of
shairs and the noise OF resumed
conYersation his answer was lost.
That Is, It was lost TO all but Car
81 Terhuue.
Roderick Sears walked beside
Carol into the drawing. room anu
followed her out onto the terrace,
syisara fha Tnoon Lighted the garden