Evening star., 1933-02-16
INSTALLNIENT XXXY,

~ My those who are versed in the
/ subject know Of the many
missing people who are never
" found, even with most ardent
searching for them. Darius
Smith began to feel that Carroll
Wetherall's name would be linked with
"unsolved," and SO add to long lists
another question that time would fade
and finally obliterate But he went on
! helping him, and he also went on with
his telling Michael that she'd turn up,
because he didn't know what would
happen to 1.-The poor guy" If he told
Michael that which he feared.
They had had several wild goose
/ chases. Mary Todd had telephoned
| three times, twice to say she had had
post cards. each from a different town,
and once to say she had had a letter
written in the washington station. But
the most thorough search brought
nothing in result from this geographical
! trinity
And thus the little game Of fox and
geese went on, game increasingly dis
man called "Old Hopeful" at the office
had said loudly and fatty, THAT kids
gonel"
But Mike Wister." Mr.. Darius Smith
confded to his wife, lis going to keep
on hunting her until he dies. One life,
one love- like that pome has it; some
men are like that
Mrs. Smith snorted and she said that
all those boys could get into one tele-
phone booth and have plenty of room.
Michael's sister Joyce and her hus-
band returned from France to try to
divert poor Michael" and that Michael
found extremely difficult to bear. There
was not, in his mind, any such animal
as diversion
But to please Joyce and his aunt he
did go to Boston for the last week end
of April. 1t was quiet visit, inasmuch
as he would not leave his Aunt Cas-
sandra's house for fear, or surviving,
shaken hope that Smith or some one
might telephone some news.
However, the visit did help him In a
little way, for when he told his aunt
that he would like to bring Carroll to
the shelter Of her wing when Carroll
was-deep breath and stiffening-
found. his aunt said gently. my dear,
anything you want is the thing I most
want to do"
And that set him to dreaming, In a
way he knew to be dangerous, about
taking Carroll 60 his aunt.
Then one afternoon in early May
when Michael was brooding upon the
fact that Carroll would soon be- If alive
81, his telephone rang sharply. And
with the usual harsh jerk, and rise OF
hope, he answered 1t.
Mary Todd was speaking and she was
So excited that her words blurred and
tangled, and Michael had to ask her to
repeat her message again and again.
The walls of the room whirled around
him as he managed to write Brooklyn
address
"She's still known as Carrie Jones:
she's there caring for two children" !"
said Mary, her usually soft voice shrill.
And doing fine sewing. Can you hear
me?"
Eyes, 60 on"
They're German people; he designs
airplanes; she says they can't read
English easily and don't read the papers
very much; she said that made 1t bet
ter for her. She says they're very
Mary's voice went on to reach
goodbye" which Michael heard
through such pound as is made by surf
Michael telephoned Darius Smith. OF
course, he reasoned, they would go
there to find she had gone somewhere
else. 1t was-always thus. Smith said
he would come for Michael to pick him
up. Smith was very slow. Michael
touched a bell. Durham" he said
when this summons was answered, you
may give me glass Of Scotch, please,
and double the dose"
He had been thinking and thinking
Of how he would stand It the next time