Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-01-20

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uoH, I'VE cooked many a meal IN
U,, time" the Fortune Hunter
~, laughing. "And scrubbed the
~ !, many shack, too. ! rsmGmoS, rGn hnnS,
1sor q was in Frisco, re ,v,on, nm =,
ssen Anne turned and lookea % w "'
- : .hs color rising to her race. r,,s.o
A'mo nos sn' q, you have been IN fr'S'''
"on,, o.,,,sr ~ aii?" she said slowly. ,,,
iA,n, a'iF, Fortune. Hunter met anne nc :
Ln. .,,ssdily. II nave been IN snn aa
ges ... s.esol hslf dozen tines he an !
Tfsnei'eIS I.r ..but I have never had
sxs,sa .r r Al running a gambling saiool
ts..sHor 2. .onor OF being warned OH oy 'ne
polHisss' ". ,oo,ed at Fernie with a chi chai, !,
he ion,;,e YOU'D be surprised II
lsnslhhs hS.w T ali the romantic stories tna' @
Iou hhem, hhS.,,owed me to Somerton, MI
lave 'V :" be said conhdingly.
ise latest of them Is that L once
lns tartune. or tried TO, by run
nsoe ,smblinr hell. IN the company
nins dsrk eyed houri, who, 1 sup
s0no credited with having acted az
pcN, - ~ met He laughed and looke,
cseoy -. Anne. but she had turned ne nei
49, ~. away and was staring s'ea''i'
into the FIRE. ..- .olsa 90,
.Aout" Fernie said in his SLOW way
i've i've heard few myself, MT. smitn;;,
"Snd circulated few. ! dare say
=. Fortune Hunter answered good
~ ..nowvo.redly. ~ don't blame YOU Any
J, H, T@u After all, a stranger must bt
:. Wv welcome IN q sleepy village iiks
,sis! Il give, people something fFe'f
a. "a ,,ne daye' wonder, IN fact, ehT
r.,n,e said dryly. well, you're right
N.rs Mr., Smith; It isn't often any
N,ns exciting happens in Somerton
INA finding Of that man in tho woods
Dr. weeks ago is still something were
All Interested in"
=, ,rho ha ras now she said,
did Fernie rubbed his chin ant
ook,d up sideways Mt the Forum
4unter, well, I'm not 80 sure abou
INN. Miss Harding" he said. "Iv'
Iroyn mysteries solved years ant
resrs after most people have though
Fssm ali done With aud forgotten.
He strolled over 70 the window ant
booked out at the pouring rain. II n
hitaid you'll have to stay for bit,
Be said again. "It's going to rain To-
hn hour or more yet.
Anne turned. "Oh, but we must &c
home! Uncle will wonder where we are
he knows We went Oh the river
"Mr. Harding will know your
kheltering somewhere" Fernie answere'
kssuslly. He came back to where sh
lat and stirred the fire into a brighte
blaze.
"That's the worst of our Englisl
weather, you know, Mr.. Smith," h
|gent on. "You can never depend oi
IL! Fine one minute. And like tn!
Ehe next! A bit different from wha
you've been used to- now. I'll b
bound"
"a good deal better than some,
3he Fortune Hunter answered dryly
III once spent a winter up in Alaska.
The Fortune Hunter was wanderin
round the room restlessly.
~ think it's clearing up a bit," b
laid, and stopped abruptly.
III Anne turned her head and saw tha
be was staring at something on tn
nintelshelf above her head with lool
k blank amazement and incredulity II
nis eyes. She followed his gaze ap
prehensively.
what are you looking .at?" sh
psted.
He did not answer. seemed not Il
Wave heard, but he put up his hand
hnd took down the framed portrait o
woman which had been pushed rathe
the back OF the shelf and hiddel
BY one Of the pewter pots.
II was an old-fashioned photograph
md the woman, who was young-no
more than FIVE and twcnty--wore he
hair dressed In the style Of thirty year
go,
Her dress was fashioned, too
rith a tightly fitting bodice, many but
ons and high, fr!lled collar. =.
The Fortune Hunter stood staring a
y the color draining slowly from hi
ace he seemed to have forgotten every
hlng but the portrait he held In hi
hsnd, I'll Fernie moved up, and stoo
You seem interested, Mr.. Smith,
said In his dry. slow tones
Yes the Fortune Hunter started
oosed up dazedly at the old man, an
paek once more TO the portrait.
"A pretty face, eh?" Fernie sal
Ironically. "Is that what attracts you
police, Mr.. SMITH"
Yes-nc," the Fortune Hunter an
wered incoherently. And then "Wh
sM! Who 10 she?" he asked jcrkily.
0d Fernie laughed dryly; then h
stem Of his pipe.
she was my wife =" he said,
E was, because she left me thirt
san ago, and reckon ! was NOR
eassd to get rid of her than she wa
He replaced his pipe In his mout
nI sucked at II refectively. and fc
moment nobody spoke. Then th
ortlne Hunter put the portrait bac
the mante'shelf and walked owe
the window again.
anne pushed back her chair and rot
utsSS,saIy. sS,y., Its not raining any NOR
sne walked to the door and stood i
" fresh, damp air.
sas heard the Fortune Hunter thank
" iernie for the shelter, and then /
'''ssd her outside. 1
ssSe looked up at him.
a,v A0u mad better put your coat O
~ ! am quite warm and dry"
wb,a snouldn,t think OF It. I'll chan,