Ellsworth American., 1924-03-12
HE FOUND LOVE
AND ADVENTURE
By MOLLIE MATHER
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20. 1929. Mestern NeMspapsr union.l

Nt-' N'iS'tttA''itt't' may nave bNNh
partly due to the charm pictured in Il
houA he was reading of adventure.
Horest was a county physician. follow
ias the profession OF his father.
Now, with hair craving at the teiu-
| p!4s, Forest Thorton read of love,
tarHling through pages of wondrouT
happenings, He rejected that even
plodern time must have its nap;ssg
I unHsGal experience, its gjoroLs
triumphs. And it came to him tlu
day Of Unaccusfomed freedom from
duty might awaken nerves sEi'et 10
camness, might give new thought for
later lonely hours. lie Wouid select
an unaccustomed drive-G4een Toy
mountain had the most adyenuroUN
appeal. From Il distance, the CaSt.I.
with its turrets, was like some elG
time tower. The man who lnhabit .
it alone with Ills servants built the
place that he might live aloof fru3
the world in which he mad made his
moEey-aS he should desire.
There were months when the Castle
was closed, while old man Hubbard
occupied apartments in city hotei
Halfway to the summit was "a crude
place called the Cabin; here woodmen
obtained their meals. Forest decided
to stop at the Cabin for a noon re
past; then on his free way. His car
made the trip in good condition. Il
was only as he reached the Castle in
waning afternoon light that he found,
to his diSmay, that something had
gone wrong with the engine When
he tried the entrance door of the Cas-
tie, it was closed for the winter. He
caught up a neglected veranda chair
and broke d window. He made his
way to the sheltered library where ne
remembered a wide fireplace. Then to
the cellar for trewood. The telephone
he found to be disconnected. Plilo-
Sophically he leaned back in his char,
the room now in descending darkness.
save for reflected light of the flames.
A strangely solitary adventure, he re-
tlected grimly; solitary as his own life
of quiet routine In the brighteneU
glare of the fire he glimpsed a painted
portrait. A young woman's face smiled
bewitchingly from heavy frame.
How do you do?" he said--for the
comfort of hearing even his own voice.
Then he leaned forward, clutching his
chair. for the frame swaved toward
i,ln, GAd The original OF the painting
stood in breathing reality before the
heavy frame, instead of in it.
"IIow do you do?" she returned
softly.
The mantle draped about her fell to
her feet; she sank to the hearth rug,
holding out her hands to be warmed.
at is cold In the halls" she said
She seemed now not so dimpinply
young as ne had thought, thoughifu
grace replacing the round youthful
ness.
Again she smled--the witchne
charm was the same.
The doctor drew long breath DO
you know" he said, "for moment
thought the painting had come tu
life"
The original laughed. at was one
of grandfather's whimsical fancieS
having my portrait framed IN the door
way. l am Mr.. Hubbard's granddauEh
ter; you may have heard that he died
recently in the city. His chauffeur
drove me out here today. 1t was nee
essary that | should come. recog
nlZe you, Doctor Thornton, f.om {
photo grandfather kept; he found Il
~ al,
grateful for the care you gave hil
during an illness"
"You must wonder" the doctor sale
quickly, Eat my forci5le intrusion M
car became disabled in tMs rnnu' e
spot and urgent need of Shelter TaC"
me for the time a desperate invader. !.
broke front window to gaia en-
trance. l believed the house unorcu-
pied, and hoped to return tomorrow
to mend the ruin"
"The house is unoccupied of
course" she told him. when we hav,
eaten the hot supper, which grard;a-
hers houSekeeper whom we brought
with us is preparing, we will drive
back down the mountain. You NiN.
= fortunately, be able to go with us In
the meantime the chauffeur mF} he
able to get your car into the gu!h%e
We entered throu@h the rear, ana E
Won viii come now to the dining r"oM
with me--"
Forest Thornton had been wat't 'u"
in admiring eagerness. the face uj tAa
young woman rs she talked New nn
unaccountahle desire 10 keep this
! sweet presence his own for time pu~-
sesSed him.
rlease," he begged "mo, we 10,
! sit here Cor u few moments? ni.%
to talk with YOU You are Mss HuA
bardY
/ She shook her head MY mo.Aeg
was grandfather's daus'aer n ar
owned daughter, because shr murica
a man in whose No.'&'y 1t1;cvom 2
grandfather was disappointed. So +,