Evening star., 1921-10-30

than you said 1 was to you. Jimmy
Darrell has talked to me lot about
you"
Jimmy Darrell, eh?"
Yes. Jimmy and I are old friends.
| He came out to Los Angeles this win
ter, just to see meat least he said
| So"
| THAT so:"
Tully swung the car to the left into
a canyon. one side of which was dotted
with the buildings Of the mine. For
| the most part the camp structures
| were merely vague blurs against the
! dark. At a creek they had passed
man armed with rifle, and as the
office. guard similarly armed came
up.
! Hester glanced about uneasily; then.
noting the figures of other armed
| guards. she laughed. reassured.
And they said the war was over!
| "The war with these people" said
Tully quietly. has just begun: It's
rather a stiffish climb to my shack" !"
he said. II hope you'll find 1t worth
while
up the rugged pathway, the rest
mine Buildings behind. climbing in
silence up the mountain, behind
! which. as they neared the top; could
j be seen a higher mountain with the
: electric lights of the shaft buildings
cleaning some quarter Of a mile be-
eve haven't got to climb that. too.
have we?" asked Hester. who was
"No." Tully laughed. pointing to q
low, vague structure. q single h9nI
| showing in one window. Here 1t is. "
! Turning from the trail. he pushed
a flight of stone steps leading up to
fhe house-a long, low building of the
~ "My word!" Hester Dane darted
ahead of the party and threw herself
into one Of the great wicker chairs
/ that lined the broad veranda. Have
I ever sat down before in my life?'
] The interior of the house. which
was handsomely furnished. had rooms
upon the four sides, opening upon a
Of which a fountain tinkled musi-
! cally. Carpeted with firm turf, dia-
mond stars above, lights of q we'll
appointed dining room flowing softly
under der nsanaifai ss%sGn snot
Il suppose" said Tully. you lost all
your luggage with the car"
eve left it in the hotel at Mayer.
fortunately:" exclaimed Hanss; a,ass .ooa
!. here" Tuliy surveyed the party seri-
ously. II can give you two mon any
I'm In1ns sfrsld~ yGd w" He shrugged.
If can ..,stv Sst this dirt sed e ny Kessss ssss
or attractive in your life." declared
the host, gazing admiringly at the
actress cowgirl outfit: by the oG;a way,
he added. Il wish some one wouid
introduce me to your friend =,
| tGUvhv 0f cOnrSe: I'm so SOffy.
Hester gestured toward Nathalie:
''This is Miss Bell, our bump artist
| Bump artist?"
why; tn YOU N ane aneT1 Sictnre. shs does the
Fo%Ro Rough Chs stuff% Something seemed
to have struck the man; he gazed
curiously at Nathalie and then at
Hester Finally his eyes rested upon
Nathalie exclusively. "she means
'naf "a s% delighted to meet you-for-
mally. Mr.. Tuliy," said Nathalie
quietly.
MOT quite an hour later the party
~ were seated around as perfect q
table as stranded wayfarers could
possibly have desired. Hester
sparkled and glowed at Tully's right;
Nathalie, more quiet yet more serene,
sat at his left. Her hair cleaned! 1t
ran from light to shade, like new corn
silk. Hester's hair fiuffed and massed
on top Of her head, with ringlets
falling down her cheeks.
The meal could not have been better
DONE The soft-footed Yaquis pat
tered in and out with dishes we'll
worth the consideration Of an epicure.