Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-05-22
By J.JEFFERsoN FARJEoN

plete with him." he said, '-t. Of
course-if the damn skunk l. dead
the business will have TO be COM
pleted in another world. Good eve
ming. sir"
And the stranger turned and de-
parted. And was never seen in
Byford Moor again.
And. not long afterward, Brown
left Byford Moor himself. The To-
cal excitement that might have
held him in Byford Moor continued
for several days. Can earthquake Is
not an ordinary sort Of experience.
especially when its victims number
an old man found beneath q house,
a tramp found in q ditch. and q
couple Of horsy looking strangers
found 40 the foot OF a steep hill-)
Brown refused to be lured. also. by
certain other events Of q quieter
nature that contributed to make the
sleepy village interesting. "A stout
young man. for instance. made bla-
tant love to the daughter of a pro-
lessor in whose house he was re-
operating from a wounded leg. The
professor. himself. spent consider
able time In meditation and In de-
stroying certain papers which, al
though they possessed financial
value. had grown suddenly distaste-
full to him. and had appeared in
his new philosophy better out Of
the world than in IL. And two
other young people. fellow guests
at the Yellow Stag. took suspicious
ly long tramps over the moors. and
returned home in the evenings sus-
p~iciously happy. N.
Yes, there were many things TO
interest Brown in Byford Moor
after the military looking foreigner
had departed from It. but Brown
resisted them. Perhaps ne felt that
Byford Moor was no longer inter-
ested in him. Perhaps he felt that
reality could be too exhausting. and
too sparing-in its ~fruits-and that
dreams after all, were the only de-
pendable things for q lonely. hum
bic man or perhaps he felt he
could not risk losing his job
Whatever his reasons, he left BY
ford Moor deliberately and abrupt
", and only one or two people In
the neighborhood remembered that
he had ever been there. But Brown
remembered. And he still remem-
bers. Once n week he goes 20 a
restaurant in Kings Cross and or
ders q poached egg on toast. And
while he eats 1t. pertty eyes watch
him through soft mists. and ne ex-
periences the thrill OF the unattain-
able. He watches covertly for ad-
venture. too. VIII II return one
day7 RI has not returned yet
Maybe that Is because. while
Brown eats his poached egg on
toast. there Is no longer a poor
laborer to keep MIN company, three
hundred miles away. with bread
and cheese.
For some, imagination: for 9TH
ers. the reality. Two days after
the so-called earthquake. Joscelyr
Marlore and Rupert Blake sat In
the garden or Moor V~iew-wherc
with Charlie Ca-fax. they were In
stalled as temporary guests-talk.
ing for the hundredth time over
the amazing adventures that hac
thrown them together. And. .fol
the hundredth time. Rupert founc
himself on the brink OF n topit
that was even more amazing still
or seemed 50. For when our af.
fections are engaged, We are always
amazed &C ourselves. forgetting
that we are merely responding tt
the dictates Of normal nature
And nov its all over" Joscelyr
was saying. we shall return To Gun
prosBic pursuits, II suppose. and be-
come ordinary human beings
again"
4Rcftcn prospect. rnl1rmured Hu-
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