San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-09-07
Begin Here Today.

Begin Here Today.
Ned Cornet, son of Godfrey Cornet
drives his car too fast in the rain anu
goes into q skid. Bess Gilbert. q SHOP
girl. is thrown to the pavement. When
Godfrey Cornet hears Of Ned's lates:
accident he makes up his mind to offer
Ned the opportunity of making a mar
of himself.
The older Cornet offers his son
1000 silk and velvet gowns to take TO
Northern Canada and Alaska to ex
change with the Indians for fine furs.
Godfrey offers to spit the profits
1925. the lions share TO Ned.
Young Cornet is engaged to marry
Lenore Hardenworth. She offers to
so on the trip with Ned if he will
take her mother with them. Ned
hires a craft and engages Bess Gilbert
TO go on it as seamstress. Now 60
on with the story.
Il haven't had many opportunities
for ocean travel" she told him-and
whether or not she was laughing At
him Ned Cornet couldn't have sworn
Her tone was certainly suspiciously
merry. Mr. Cornet, I'll be glad
enough to accompany your party, any
time you say
1t was testing, hilarious crowd
that gathered one sunlit morning 10
watch the departure of the CharOn.
Rodney Coburn was there, and Rex
Nard, various matrOns who were mem
bers of Mrs. Hardenworth's bridge
club. and an outer and inner ring OF
satellites that gyratel around such So
cial suns as Ned and Lenore. Every
one was very happy. and no one
seemed to take the expedition serious
j.. The idea of Ned Cornet, he of the
curly brown hair. in the role of fur
trader in the frozen wastes of tine
North appealed to his friends as be.
ing irresistibly comic.
Both Lenore and her mother seemed
in a wonderful mood. The 90-day
journey on those far-stretching sunlit
waters seemed to promise only happI.
ness for them.
They had dressed according to their
idea of the occasion. Lenore wore
beautifully tailored MILDLY suit that
was highly appropriate for summer
seas, but was nothing like the garb
that EsQuimo women wear in the fall
journeys in the Oomiacs. Mrs. Hard.
had a smart tailored suit OF
small black and white check, smaa
hat and a beautiful gray veil. Both of
them carried winter coats. and DO ii
were fitted out with binoculars. cam
eraS, and suchlike oceanic parapher-
MALTA. Knutsen, of course. supposed
that their really heavy clothes, great
and slickers with leather
lined woolens, such as are sometimes
needed on Berins Sea. were in the
trunks he had helped to stow below.
In this regard the blond seaman,
helmsman and owner Of the craft. had
made a slight mistake. In desire
for a wealth of silver fox TO wear
home, both trunks had been filled
with discarded gowns to the exclusion
of almost everything else.
Ned. in q smart yachting costume,
had done rather better by himself.
He had talked with Coburn in regard
TO the outfit, and his duffle bag con.
tanned most of the essentials for such
a journey. And Bess' big, plain bag
was packed full of the warmest clothes
she possessed.
Bess did not stand among the
happy circle of Ned's friends. Her
mother and sister had come down TO
the dock to bid her goodby, and they
seemed to be having a very happy lit.
tie time among themselves.
The captain was almost ready TO
start the launch. McNab, the chief
engineer, was testing his engines =
Forest, his assistant, stood on the
deck. and the negro cook stood grim
ming at the window of the galley. But
presently there was an abrupt cessa-
ton of the babble of Voices in the
group surrounding Ned.
\ tall man was pushing through
the crowd, politely asking right of
way, his black eyes peering under sill
yer brows. For some inexplicable rel-
son the sound of frolic died before his
penetrating gaze.
But the groups caught themselves
at once. They must not show fear OF
this stalwart, aged man with his
prophets eyes. They spoke to him
wishing him good day, and he re-
turned their bows with faultless cour-
tesy. An instant later he stood before
his son.