St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1921-12-10
''THE GIRL, ; A HORSE AND a
DOG"

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a sealed envelope with Daddy. He
said he might come back again, some
time, but if he didn't, or couldn't Dad
dy was to keep the envelope and give
it to his-Mr Dudley's-represent
tive, whoever that might be-
Talk about plots thckening! This
one was already as thick as molasses I
In the dead Of winter!
"How were you to know this repre-.
sentative If one should come?' edged
In cautiously.
II don't know" she replied simply.
81 should suppose he would be able
to identify himself In some way.
though; shouldn't you? That is If he
ever comes"
"Sure; nothing easier, of course.n
I agreed and then, since we seemed
to have scraped the bottom of the Gin.
nabar dish clean I switched Off IA
something else.
I "When we were coming up the road
a while back, Miss Jeanne, you gath
l cred the impression that was crazy
4 man, didn't you?"
"Dfdnt you try to give me that Inn
pression?'' she countered.
II fancy I didn't have to try very
hard-inasmuch as you had been
spending the afternoon in Atropia.'
She forced a queer little laugh and
bent lower over her knitting.
"When you were in Atropia, did Won
see or hear anything Of the other cray
1 man?"
as there another one?' she asked
bit breathlessly.
II was told so In Angels this after.
noon" III
sis this other man q friend Of
yours?' she wanted to know.
''You could scarcely cali him that:
I've met him only once. He is min
ing engineer and his name is Buller-
ton-Charles Bullerton.'
If I had reached up and got her pis-
tol out of it's holster over the mantel
to bang it off into the fireplace she
could hardly have been more startled.
"Ch-Charles Bullerton?" she STAN.
mered. us Mr.. Fullerton here?"
"Not here, exactly, but he was III
Atropia two days ago. Do you, by
any chance, happen to know him7"
"Oh, yes; qui-quite WELL"
'Then, naturally, you know best
whether, or not he is in my class-ths
crazy class, I mean"
Once more she let the blue eyea
drop to her knitting, and If I wasn't
mistaken the pretty lips were twisting
themselves in sort of wry smile. q
1.-THE last time I saw him he told
me he was crazy" she admitted.
isn't this delightful !" I murmured.
"Bullerton is crazy and I'm crazy:s
perhaps we are all bit crazy. Dos
you know, Miss Jeanne, that I have
come thousands of miles to find your
ITO find me?"-the blue eyes vera
as round as the full moon.
even so; you, your horse and yours
dog. Would you-er-would you per-
NIT an exceedingly personal question:
Remembering always that it is put
by man who has lost his wits? Have
you small brown mole on your left
shoulder?" -
She blushed very fetching1y; even
the handsome mountain wind tan
wasn't brown enough to hide It.
Il think you are crazy-compl
crazy" VII
Certainly I am; there hasn't been
the slightest doubt OF it since-welL
since about two weeks ago, when n
started to hunt for you and a pie
faced dog and piebald horse''
There was silence before the hro
for long minute and I began to DO
afraid Daddy Hiram would come back
before anything else happened Then
she said, with more curiosity than re-.
sentiment, I thought:
"How did you know about tho
mole?' y.
'"rhen there is one?" questioned
eagerly.
yves"
"Glory bel" chanted. "You don't
know what a load you have lifted from
whatever poor fragment Of a mind
have left!"
Again she said: II don't know what
you mean"
Just you watt I begged. II havs
lucid intervals at times all crazy folks
do, you know. When my next ona
comes along I'll explain as much as I.
can-which isn't nearly as much al
you might think, at that"
1t was just at this moment that her
father returned, SO she went on with
her sock-knitting while we two men
talked bit and had 8. bed time smoke
Pretty soon began to get sleepy
natural consequence Of the strenu-
GUS day-and at the third yawn, which
| was trying vainly to hide, Daddy
TWombly lighted candle and offered
to show me my bunk.
This proved to be in the cabin loft,
as the blue-eyed maiden had threat
ened, and the stair was just cons
mon ladder. Father Hiram left me-
the candle, and I had blown the light
out and rolled myself in the blankets
before l realized that the loft must
be directly over the room with thu