The Little River news., 1921-03-12


 upon broad land eternally promised, never materially seized. Few are the men--few are the men" Her voice trailed off as though her thoughts had run ahead of words and reached final- ity without the use of the spoken phrase.
 Few are the men who attain to that serene security" Fremont fin- ished for her, only half conscious of what he was saying.
 Randolph could her the rustic of her turning to her companion. "How wonderful" she said. "That is what thought, but didn't say"
 "Madge." said Fremont, "what have you done? It's true that have never stopped to hypocrisies with you and that I have never while with you spoken vulgar word. Did you think that have been knowingly wise? Well, I haven't. I didn't know until this moment why I chose a rare and high atmosphere to reach you. Now I know. It was because you were there. I chose only to come to you rather than drag you down to the drab of the usual. What you have done is to carry me higher than I ever meant t0 go. You have taken me off the beaten path and showed me an un- expected treasure. I'm no longer my self l am cold and afraid"
 Randolph could feel that the speak ar was drawing away from the girl and moment later his senses were to surpass themselves in additional divinatiOn. You are afraid of that woman in me?" asked Miss Van Tel Her softly. What about this oneY' And then it was that Randolph's de- ductive antennae quivered under their burden of intelligence. He knew as certainly as though he had faced about that an adorable Madge, tender and wide-eyed, had slipped her bare arms around Beacher Tremont's neck and kissed him on the mouth.
 There was long silence; then came Tremont's voice, thick and strange to the ear. "A moment ago." it said, T was afraid for you; now I'm afraid for myself. I am like a man who has carelessly dropped a lighted match and finds himself with in the ring of prairie fire. I can only wonder at my stupidity in think ing of you in connection with casual possession and not as a consuming flame. You see? Already you have burned through the thin crust of lies that guards man from definite seizure by woman-any woman"
 Kiss me, Beacher," murmured the girls voice as though his words had her purpose untouched. "Take me and hold me carefully where no un- kind air can drive me from you. Take all the women in me-one by one If you must" ts '. l.2'.t-.-3T t.3 At that moment Mir. Robert H. Ran. dolph, in the person of Slim Hervey chauffeur, very nearly wrecked his four-cylinder argosy with it's burden of three fates, still individually and collectively indispensable to the con. IiAuity OA lhiS ydLH. Ilc ulSScu lIle ditch by a hairs breath, caught his own with a gasp, returned to the mid dle of the broad highway and fixed his attention on certain very definite matter with which it had been more or less constantly concerned ever since he had been directed to hit it up for Greenwood.
 The road to that well-knOwn hostel ry was usefully devious and fares were seldom worried as to how any particular driver set out to find this choicest of needles in the hay-stack of the country inns that dot the land scape of Westchester and adjacent counties as long as he brought the search to a successful end somewhere this side of the bangs of hunger.
 Nevertheless, had not MT. Fremont, himself motorist of no mean expert ence, been completely absorbed by the sudden discovery that he had his right arm around an entirely new world, he would have been struck in- evitably by two things. First, that this was certainly not any one of the climbing roads to the Greenwood hos telry; second, that the man at the wheel knew more about losing his way in the vicinity of Manhattan and find ing 1t again than did the combined roadmaps of the United States and its allies-suppOsing 1t to have had allies at the time. However, MT. Ire mont's absorption was not only abso- lute but continuous so that it held him in its memorable grip right up to the moment of ghastly awakening and even over the edge. He was just say ing, My darling. never fear. I'm taking you to place so quiet and so guarded that this dream which you have dressed in an unexpected glory can flow on unbroken as long as we are true to 1t and to ourselves" when the cab drew up at solemn and im- pressive portal.
 Without leaving his seat, the cab man reached back, unlatched the door and threw it open. "Greenwood ceme- tery. sir" he parked
 The girl was first to grasp the Vgy