The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1921-03-17
PART l'-continued.
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Mr.. Slim Hervey, chauffeur, was
still plunged in reverie when his senses
were assailed by a Whit Of lilac, a
mere nuance Of perfume, that pro-
claimed the approach of Miss Madge
Van Teller. He jumped out just in
time to throw open the door of his
cab for the couple and take the muir.
INJURED order of Mr.. Beacher fremont
"All right. Hit it up for Greenwood
Luckily for the claimants entertain
ment, his engine was working in 81.
lent perfection that night. The late
hour gave him almost undisputed right
Of way so that driving became an
automatic adjustment Of his course in
line with the curb and released his
attention to gorge itself at leisure
with eayes-dropplng. BY squirming
his shoulders he managed to cock one
ear over the top Of his high overcoat
collar; 1t was the ear next to the open
speaking-slot.
"What a dream Of a night" said
the clear voice Of Miss Van Teller.
"Shall l be a traitor to my sex and
betray one of its secrets to your"
"Please do," murmured Mr.. Ire
mont. From the very tone Of his voice
one could divine that he had slipped
an arm around her and was holding
her close.
"Well, it's this" she continued
"Women are not conquered by man
alone, but by man and atmosphere,
We never rush at the precipice; we
flutter toward it with many stops and
pauses. The silliest breezes of i'm.
pulse may carry US on or puff OF
unkind aid hold us back. It all really
depends on the man imposing his at
mosphere so steadily that the drifting
soul Of woman forgets its Unborn title
to vagrancy and sleepily assumes Its
enemy's goal"
"Madge," said Mr.. fremont almost
earnestly, "you brighten me. | never
knew you could talk like that. You
brighten me because have a terror
Of analysed personal relations"
Randolph could hear a faint rustline
Of her robe as though she had nestled
closer to her escort. II never meant
| to startle you, Beacher,' her voice
continued, not quite so clear. Into it,
tone had crept, hesitatingly, trace
| of unaccustomed emotion. II was only
warning you. Every man can make
| world of his arms for one woman
not all can hold the illusion to be
yond possession"
II can, if you will only help me,
whispered fremont, and paused a!
though his own earnestness were tax
Ing him by surprise.
Il WONDER" said Miss Van Teller
"You have played the right game
| You have never said a vulgar thing
| to me or stopped to the usual hypo
crisies; those are compliments by in
| ference that have hattered the bes
that Is in me. You have set the pla!
In a high plane that winning, win
all of me; but"
But what?" asked fremont.
but there is danger in the higl
flight" finished Miss Van Teller. "Al
air-p0cket in your atmosphere and
pouf! all is lost-the good in me tina
YOU will have missed as we'll as thu
bad that you could have won by ,
baser effort
"What do you mean?" asked Ire
mont, no longer making the slightes
effort to hide his awakened interest.
II was thinking" said Miss Van Tel
lier, dreamily, shat every woman il
a group of three individuals. Shall
l tell you their names?'
EYES," said fremont.
"The first continued the girl, he
voice floating from her as thougl
carried on the bosom of her dream
lis called Flesh; the second, Spirit
and the third-the third shall nam
the Yelled God"
! "Madge!" cried fremont, and Ran
dolph, listening with all his ears, coul'
almost feel the clutch on his owl
| arms with which the man had seize
| the girls, as though to drag her bacl
! from her minds far distance.
| "People WONDER" she continued, he