The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-03-02
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I Eight-year-old PaDiito, whose
father was a wealthy young
Englishman and mother a SER
want girl. runs away from the
cruel ANGELA in whose care he
has been left.
Born at sea, Pablito's mother
died and the child was taken to
Key West, Fla, by two young
Cuban girls. Their parents re-
fused to allow them to keep
the baby and placed him in the
care of Angela, an old crone
Awho beat and otherwise mis-
treated him. s.........
On the night Pablito runs
away he encounters Norris
! Noyes, u mysterious individual
4 who Las seen better days. Moves
takes the boy to his shack on a
\ lonely island.
\ NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
Il CHAPTER II
! At It, PablitO was arrestingly
tall. arreStingiy handsome and
amazingly strong. He had OBJ
sbrbed much information of I'M
Related and interesting sorts,
! some of which had come to him
( through the mother of invention
and some through Noyes.
Through Moves he had learned
many legends of other lands, a
love of good books and truth and
| physical cleanneSS and mental
decency, sufficient arithmetic for
practical uses. and several other
! things Noyes had not intended
to have in the curriculum. For
at the start of their association
] NOyeS had meant to care for
Pablito but in i short space the
situation was reversed and Pab-
Ito was caring for Noyes-wash-
ing Noyes' clothes, cooking for
him, earning the money for the
food they both ate. Moves smil-
ed sometimes. watching Pablito's
almost old wOmaniSh concern for
him. Sometimes again it made
his eyes fill.
And they cared deeply for each
other in a masculine manner that
occasionally made them very
cuff.
Noyes. too, taught Pablito a
loathing of sunday haunts and
that the youth must be careful
of how he used his strength. For
one night when a stranger had
spat toward NOyes, PablitO hit
the stranger and it was some
time before the quickly collected
crowd could decide whether or
not the man was dead.
! Necessity had given to Pablito
a wide range of human color on
that palette which is called life,
for his income came from big"
Field who had a winter home,
casually called a fishing camp"
on ore of the Keys.
The camp was luxurious in the
/ extreme. There was a long, low
! building set in a grove of royal
palms which held the immense
dining room and kitchen. Around
this set at diScreetiy separated
distances, were the bungalows
where were billeted the guests.
/ There were arrangements for
outdoor cooking and barbecues,
popular that season, and there
was 4 large building given over
to billiard tables. wheels that spun
and books. There were tiled
baths and French chefs and scor-
es of servants and motor boats
land breakfast trays and a pri-
I vate telephone line to Fields Of
flee in New York and fresh flow
erS each day from a greenhouse.
5 The sum total of all this was
much affluence and very little
taste.
( In one thing only did jim Field
rarely err and that was in his
estimate of people. The first
time he saw Pablito he stepped
TO study him and the second
time he saw the youth he stopped
to speak to him.
whats your name?" Field
asked.
Pablito paused in his work. He
had been putting cushions on a
swing set up under a group OF
palms. Smith, sir" ne ans
Wered.
Field studied Pablito, an i'm
mensely tall boy with a heavy
thatch of straw-colored hair, an
restingly blue eyes, and a hard
: sst Snusrp chin that had been