The Bozeman courier., 1927-07-01

sun and the shining islands?' He did not
know. Was it the mystery of his parent
age? He did not know. He only knew
that the impulse was on him and that
he would have no peace until he obeyed.
And he obeyed.
He fulfilled his obligations to Old Bar
don and gave his opinion on the cases
handed to him. OF the case Whillon
versus Clavell he said: "An interesting
case, that. don't know why you lost it,
sir, even on the old evidence. 1t seems
obvious to me that the solicitor Clavell,
was acting under the instructions Of the
trustee. The new evidence confirms this.
should certainly reopen it. That poor
wretch Claven should be cleared. If-if
you could hold it over till return I'd
feel that might almost guarantee a
verdict"
''well, we might leave it over,". said
Old Burden, who did not seem highly
interested. Wen see." He tossed the
papers into his desk and went on to
talk of Mark Stonor's trip.
Mark Stonor went down to the South
Seas. He went straight through to Aus
tralia meaning to catch boat from Ho-
bart to some southern islands. He had
to wait three days for a connection, and,
bored and impatient, got on a tramp
running up to the Fijis instead. He was
uncomfortable. He was anxious about
his work in England, he was cursing him
self for fool for coming upon this
senseless trip. The heat was not glori-
Gus, it was intolerable, and fairy islands
stealing out Of sparkling seas become
monotonous with familiarity.
Quite suddenly his mood had changed
He would have done with this foolish
| trapesing around. He would not stay
away even as long as he intended, but &C
straight home at his first chance.
At New Caledonia he left the ship
The captain tried to entice him on with
stories Of Fiji, but he was sick of won.
der and beauty and the call of the courts
was powerful in his ears. He acted 81
hastily that again he was stranded, thi
time in Noumea, waiting for a boat. HI
walked the Gallicized streets Of tina
town bored to death. The pull had lef
him; he was going home, he had no NOR
concern with the South Seas.
1t is just at such moments that fat
shows what a tickle jade she can bC
With his traps packed ready for the boa
which would call next day, Mark Stono
spent the evening at club by the beach
and to pass that evening submitted t
the talk Of queer old man of uncertai
nationality. During that talk the oil
man said: You are a lawyer, eh? Thes
seas are full of victims who hav
: escaped you. I have seen many. Yer
many" He told Of a number, but Mar
llSOeneQ very uJJle unJll InG OlQ IellO
said: And I remember an Englishma
and his wife, and another Englishma
: with them, long thin fellow, not beard
: ed like the husband. He was the brothC
Of the wife. I remember these particU
; larly because they came OF a MarseillC
boat and tried to be French, becaus
also, they did not want to land here, bJ
- had to. Yes, had to. Nature takes y
r heed Of flight.
!. THE lady-they were all people
!, breeding-had little son born here. 81
!, was only landed just in time. How tho:
runaways fretted at being kept, especial
the one with the beard, which was
new beard, as one could tell by the cur
" osity with which his hand yet felt
: And they were on so quickly. Ths
: bought a little cutter in the harbor an
d hired a master and mate.
e 1.-THE master was my good friend II
: beau of this town still, and OF they sale
! before the lady was really fit. I r
: : member the women saying that her g
:. ing was suicidaI, out she went and 81
was willing. She was afraid for tn
: gentleman with a beard. Hibeau, whV
Is he came back, said they were queer onG