The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1921-03-17


confuses. If you had said that each
woman is a trinity and must be thrice
won before a mans honor can feel
secure, understanding would be SIM
pie matter. Did you leave out the
Yelled God purposely or just to be
different and avoid the obvious?
"To avoid the obvious is an instinct
Of breeding" said Miss Van Teller,
"and would never blush for doing it;
but where would your thoughts be now
if I had said just what you expected,
If I had treated the Yelled God as a
matter of fact! Oh, no! One can
clip with words the wings Of flesh and
spirit, but not of the Yelled God in
woman, for it's very essence is de-
ferred possession"
She paused, but as fremont clung
to the silence, she presently contln-
ued. "The complete lover is the man
who having conquered all the helghtss
of flesh and spirit in his Mistress
dwells consciously in the presence OF
an undiscovered god and gazes out
upon a 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 I'm
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
I thought, but didn't say
"Madge," said fremont, "what have
you done? It's true that I have never
stopped to hypocrisies with you and
that I have never while with you
spoken a vulgar word. Did you
think that I have been knowingly
wise? Well, haven't. I didn't know
until this moment why I chose a rare
and high atmosphere to reach you.
Now know. 1t 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 | ever meant
to go. You have taken me off the
beaten path and showed me an un-
expected treasure. I'm no longer my
self. I am cold and afraid"
Randolph could feel that the speak
er 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
lier softly. "What about this one"
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.
IucIt was lO1IS SilShNS, IAiNA1
came Tremont's voice, thick and
strange to the ear. "a moment ago"
it said, II was afraid for you; now
I'm afraid for myself. l an like
man who has carelessly dropped a
lighted match and finds himself with
in the ring of a prairie fire. can
only wonder at my stupidity in think
ing of you in connection with casual
possession and not as a consuming
fame. 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
swirled around and by her, leaving
her purpose untouched. "Take me
and hold me carefully where no un-
kind afr can drive me from you. Take
all the women in me-one by one It
you must"
At that moment Mr.. Robert II. Ran
doph, in the person of Slim HerVey,
chauffeur, very nearly wrecked his
fOur-cylinder argOsy with its burden
of three fates. still individually and
collectively indispensable to the con-
tinuity Of this yarn. lie missed the
ditch by hairs breath, caught his
own with a gasp, returned to the mid
die of the broad highway and fixed
his attention on a 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
~ was usefully devious and fares
we're seldom worried as to how any
particular driver set GU to find this
choicest Of needles in the hay-stack OF
the country inns that dot the land
Scupe Of Westchester and adjacent
counties as long as he brought the
search 20 successful end somewhere
this side Of the pangs of hunger.
Nevertheless, had not Mr.. fremont,
himself 4 motOrist Of no mean expert