The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-04-17
Continued from our last issue

ing. Mythical for ages stea.ed in the
myehical; poetice for minds receptive
OF nothing beyond story and allegory
and parable. We want a new revelation
in terms of the new worlds under
standing. We want light, light,
CHAPTER H.
Continued Hapgood:
"All right That was two months ago
Last week I was down to Tidborough
again. Some sort of a clerk was in the
shop as | went in. Mr.. Sabre up
stairs, eh?'I asked. No, Mr. Sabre's not
not here, says my gentelemean with
rather an odd look at me.
What the devil did he mean? Just
then I caught sight of an old bird 1
knew slightly coming down the stairs
with a book under his arm. Old chap
called Bright. Looked rather like Mo-
ses coming down the mountain with
the Tables of Stone in his fist. | said
in my CHEEKY way, .'Hullo, Mr.. Bright.
Good morning. / was just inquiring
for Mr.. Sabre
by Jove, thought for a minute the
old patriarch was going to heave
the tables of stone at my head He
caught up the book in both his hands
and gave a sort Of choke and blazed
at me out of his eyes
" Let me tell you, sir this is no
place to inquire after MIR. Sabre said
he. Let me tell you
well, I'd ha' let him tell me any
old thing That was what / was there
for But he shut himself up with a
kind of gasp and cannoned himself into
his tabernacle under the stairs. l
thought I'd push out to Penny Green
and see old Sabre myself.
You can imagine me, old man, trip.
ping up the path of Sabre's house. The
house had rather a neglected appear
ance, 1 thought Door knob not pol.
ished or blind still down somewhere
or something. l don't know. Some.
thing. And what made me conscious
Of it was that l was kept long time
waiting after I'd rung the bell. In
fact, had to ring twice. Well, sup.
pose I'd been expecting to see one of
Sabre's couple of Jinkses' as he calls
them, and pon my soul I was quite
startled when the door opened and il
wasn't one of them at all, but very
different pair of shoes.
1T was a young woman; ladylike
dressed just in some ordinary sort of
| clothes; / don't know: uncommonly
pretty, or might have been If she hadn't
looked so uncommonly sad; and-this
was what knocked me-carrying a
baby.
II don't know why I should have
imagined she was the kinds mother
but | did. | don't know why should
have looked at her hands. but | did
don't know why / should have ex.
pected wedding ring, but l did. And
there wasn't one.
"She was looking at me decidedly as
II she was frightened. No, no, Mr.
Sabre's not gone away. He's here. Are
you friend OF his?'
/ smiled at her Well, / used tc
be, Said. She didn't smile. What the
dickens was up? My names Hapgood
Perhaps you'd better come in
You know it was perfectly extraor,
binary. Her voice was as sad as her
face. I stepped in. 'Pon my soul, be
gan to feel creepy. Scalp began &c
prick. Then suddenly there was old
Sabre at the head of the stairs.
well, he wasn't dead, anyway: that
was something to go on with. took
his hand and said. 'Hullo. Sabre How
goes 1t, old man? Able TO be upstairs
now / see.
Fine, he said, shaking my hand
Jolly nice OF you. You'll stay bit, oi
course. He went n bit along the pas
sage and called out. 'Effie, you can
scratch up a bit OF lunch for Mr.. Hap
good?'
81 suppose she said yes. Lunch will
be on in about two minutes he came
bach to me with.
Led me into the morning room and
We sat down and pretended TO talk
Very poor pretcnce / give you my word
Presently | heard the girls voice
outside Lunch is ready
I'VE jumped up like two school boys
released from detention and went along
in. More mystery. Lunch at Sabre's
place was always beautifully conduct
ed rite. as | was accustomed TO. Well
there were places laid for two only and
ramshackle kind OF cold picnic scat
tered about the cloth. Everything
there. help yourself kind of show. Bit
OF cold meat. lump OF cheese, loaf OF
bread, assortment of plates. and so on
sabre said. oh, by the way. my
wlfe's not here. She's away
II murmurcd the polite thing lie
was staring at the two plates. frown
ing bit. Half n minute he said and
hoped off on his old stick. Then
heard him talking 20 this mysterious
girl. At least heard her voice first
oh. can't can'tr
"Then Sabre: Nonsense. Effle. You
must. You must. I insist. Don't bC
silly
presently in comes Sabre with the
girl. And the girl with the baby In
/ her arms. Sabre said IN his ordinary
easy voice-'Ths Is very retiring
young person. HIapgood. Had to b,
dragged in. Miss Bright. Her fathers
In the office. Perhaps you've met hin
have your"
well. I don't know what I said. OLD
man. know what I thought
thought Just precisely what your,
thinking. Yes. had n furiously vivit
shot OF recollection Of old Bright al
I'd seen him a couple Of hours before
Of his blazing look. Of his gesture o
wanting to hurl the Table Of stone al
me. and his extraordinary remark
about SABRE had that and did whai
you're doing: | put two and two TO
gethor and found the obvious answer
(same as YOU and jolly near fel
down dead, 1 did. jolly near.
"But Sabre was going on. pleasan