an, and found In her appearance quits being a home the year round. Thera
as much to confound iiutlclputlon and Isn't nuy boat—”
deepen perplexity. What she had “No boat I”
worn the night before he could not “Not a sign of one, that I can find—
say; but It certainly could have had except this wreck.” Mho indicated the
nothing In common with the woru, catboat.
stained, misshapen Jacket covering her “But you can't do anything with
shoulders, bcncuth It the calico wrap­ this,” ho expostulated.
per scant aud crude beyond belief, up­ The deep, wide break In Its slda
on her feet the rusty wrecks that once placed It beyond consideration, even
had beeu shoes.
If It should prove im > hs 11)I o to remedy
As for himself, his once white flan­ Its tunny other lucks.
nel trousers were precious souvenirs, “No. The people who live here must
even though the cloth had contracted huve a boat—1 saw a mooring buoy out
to an alarming extent—uncomfortable there”—with a gesture towurd the wa­
as w ell; while his tennis shoes re­ ter. “Of course. How else could they
mained tolerably Intact, and the can- get nwuy?"
vas brace hud shrunk ui>on his nukle “The question In, how we are to get TO MAINTAIN GRAVEL ROADS
until It gripped it like a vise.
away,” ho grumbled, morose.
But these details he absorbed rather "You'll find the way,” she told him Never Hard and Smooth Enough to
Prevent Immediate Rutting by
than studied, In the first few momenta with quiet confidence.*
Wheele of Wagons.
subsequent to his awakening. HIs “II I’ll find the way? How?”
chlefest and most direct Interest cen­ “I don't know—only you must. Thera
tered upon the woman. There was must be some way of signaling the Gravel rouds are never hard and
warm
color In the cheeks that he hud mnlnlund, some means of communica­ smooth enough when opened to travel
Some minutes passed before he be­
0
last
seen
livid, there was the wonted tion. Murcly people wouldn't live here, U* prevent almost Immediate rutting by
came
uwuro
that
they
were
closing
In
0
D
you
ever
risk
your
life
play
of
light
and shadow In her fas­ cut off from all the world . . . P er­ t*ie wheels of heavily loaded wagons.
0
quickly to the shelving bench. He
0
and
come
within
a
breath
cinating
eyes;
there were gracious haps we'll find something In the farm ­ In fnct. a gravel which contains enough
glanced
over
his
shoulder.
They
were
0
of
loalng
It
while
trying
to
rounded
curves
where
had been sunken house to tell us what to do. I didn't clay to pack Immediately under the
0
on the Hue of breukers. Behind them
0
save
a
friend?
There
is
a
surfaces,
hollowed
out
by fatigue und huve much time to look round. I roller or In a few days under travel
a
heavy
comber
was
surging
In,
crested
0
strain;
and
there
remained
the In­ wanted clothing, mostly—and found will always prove to give a muddy
0 mighty thrilling episode pictured
with snow. Its concave belly resembling
0 in this installment.
road when the frost Is going out In the
eluctable
nlluremcut
of
her
tremendous
a
vast
sheet
of
eineruld.
In
nuother
these nwful things hanging behind tho spring
0
and during prolonged wet spells
vitality. . . .
Taking
up
the
thread
of
the
0
moment
It
would
be
upon
them.
It
kitchen
door.
And
then
I
wunted
0 story, you will recall that Hugh
at
other
scusons of the year. If such
“You
are
not
hurt?”
he
demunded.
was
the
moment
u
seasoned
swimmer
something
to
eat.
and
1
found
thnt—
0
gravels are found on u road they cun
0
“You
are—all
right?”
W
hitaker,
returning
to
New
would
seize.
some
bread,
not
too
stale,
uud
plenty
0 York five years after his sup­
His eye sought the girl’s. In hers he “Quite,” site told him with a smile of eggs in the henhouse. . , . And be greatly Improved by covering the
0
0 posed death, finds his wife, now
surface with a thin layer of sandy
rend
understanding and assent. Of one significant of her appreciation of his you—you must be famished!”
0
gravel, applied when the road Is soft
mind, they struck out with all their generous feeling. “But you? Huveu't
0 a famous actress known as
0 Sara Law, engaged to marry
aud allowed to mix under travel, the
strength. The comber overtook them, you slept at all?”
•
0
“Oh, surely—u great deal, But I've 0 0 W hat do you suppose W hit­ road being kept smooth hj the frequent
clasped
them
to
Its
bosom,
tossed
them
0 Drummond, his old partner.
0 Drummond supposedly commits
use of the road drag.
few 0 aker and Miss Fiske will find
high upon Its great glassy shoulder. been awuke for some Urn
0
0 on the island—a solution of the
hours.”
On any gravel rond, dragging with
0 suicide. Sara Law disappears.
They
fought
madly
to
retain
that
place,
0
0 W hitaker, assailed mysterious­
a suitable road drag should begin after
and to such purpose that they rode it “But I— l What time Is It?”
0 whole mystery?
0
0
the first good rain following the com­
0 ly, goes to the country place of
over a dozeu yards before it crashed “I haven't a watch, but late after­ /%%«%%»%%%%%%«•
0 Martin Ebmer.
pletion of the rond and be continued
noon,
I
should
’think—going
by
the
upon the bench, annihilating Itself in
0
tTU
UK
CONTINU
ED
.)
sun. It’s uearly dowu.”
ufter euch subsequent rain until the
0
He
becomes
acquainted
with
a
furious
welter
of
creaming
wutera.
0 charming Miss Fiske, living near
W hitaker felt lund beneath his feet “Good heavens l” he muttered, OLD MINE RADIANT CAVERN
0
0 by, and discovers spies are
The rest was like the crisis of a dashed. “1 huve slep t!”
0 watching her. One night she Is
nightmare drawn out to the limit of “You earned your right to. . , , Shafts In Thuringian Forest Filled
0
abducted in a motor boat when
human endurance. The undertow tore You needed It far more than I.” Her
0
With Stalactites Are a Beauti­
at W hitaker's legs as with u hundred eyes shon« warm with kindness.
0 W hitaker starts to make a call.
ful SighL
0 He follows the kidnapers in an­
She
swayed
almost
Imperceptibly
to­
murderous
hands.
He
came
out
of
It
0
ward
him.
Her
voice
was
low
pitched
other
launch
and
sees
their
boat
eventually to find himself well up on
0
0 wrecked on a reef.
An old ubundoned mine near Sanl- j
the beach lenning against the careened and u trifle broken with emotion:
0
feld.
In tho Thuringian forest, whlcb
hulk of a dismantled catboat with a “You saved my life—”
0
gaping rent in Its side. At a little dis­ “I—? Oh, thut was only what any In the time of Luther wua worked for
silver, copper, alum und vitriol, bus
tance the woman was sitting In the other mun—”
CHAPTER XIII.
beeu discovered by n Berlin geologist
sands, bosom and shoulders heuvlng “None other did 1”
15
to
huve developed Into one of tho most |
“Please
don’t
speak
of
It—I
mean,
convulsively, dump, mutted hnlr veiling
Debacle.
beautiful
caverns. In the course of
consider
It
that
way,”
he
stammered.
her
like
a
curtain
of
sunlit
seaweed.
The Trouble, meantime, was closing
centuries
the water percolating
"W
hat
I
want
to
know
is,
where
are
In upon the scene of tragedy with little He moved with painful effort toward we?”
through tile minerals bus built up
less than locomotive speed. W hitaker her. She turned up to him her pitiful,
Her reply was more distant. "On throughout the mine a wonderful
applied the reversing gear; then, while writhen face, white ns parchment.
labyrinth of stalactites and stalag­
the engine reversed with a heavy and “Are you—hurt?” he mnnnged to ask. an Island, somewhere. It's uninhabited, mites,
thrown together with o profu­
I think.”
resentful pounding In the cylinder- "I mean—Injured?”
and brilliance of color which la
heads, he began to strip off his coaL She moved her head from side to He could only echo in bewilderment: sion
to be without pnrnliel.
The boat, moving forward despite the side, as if she could not speak for pant­ “An Island . . .1 Uninhabited said Deep
greens, vivid blues, the purest
. . .1” Dismay assailed him. He got white, yellows
resistance of the propeller, drove ing.
shudes—In tact,
heavily against the wreck, broadside to “I’m—glad," he said dully. “You up, after a little struggle overcoming the entire sculc of of all
is reproduced
Its stern. As this happened W hitaker stay—here . . . I’ll go get help.” the resistance of stiff und sore limbs, over and over aguin. color
und yet the col­
and stood with a hand on the coaming ors melt into euch other
leaped to the wreck Just in time to He raised his eyes, peering inland.
so gently
grasp the coaming and hold on against Back of the beach the land rose In of the dismantled catboat, raking the that nowhere Is the Impression
Wsll-Kspt Gravel Road.
of die-
the onslaught of a hurtling comber. long, sweeping hillocks, treeless but island with on Incredulous stare.
ngreenblc
contrast
produced.
Thunderlngs benumbed him, und he be­ green. HIs curiously befogged vision She stirred from her plnce and of­ Although unknown before the war. road surface becomes so hard and
smooth that heavily loaded wagons
gan to strangle before It passed. . . . made out a number of shapes that re­ fered him a hand. "Please help me
this fulry grotto has already become I rnage no impression on the surface,
up.”
He found himself filling his lungs sembled dwellings.
famous among the scientific men of: n U{ dragging must be frequent tin»
with free air and fighting his way to­ “Go . . . get . . . help . . .’ He turned eagerly, with a feeling of Germany.
The aged Haeckel has bad nnit f„ , unt„ wlnfrr wt(( ln
,h<.
he
repeated
thickly.
ward the cabin doors through the wa­
chngrin thnt she had needed to ask himself carried
through
It
In
his
In­
following spring until the middle of
ter waist deep. In another breath he He started off with a brave, stagger
valid chair, und has agreed with other May or the first of June. After that
had torn them open, wide, discovering Ing rush that carried him a dozen feet
scientists thut It Is the most remark­ the dragging will not be very effective,
the woman, her head and shoulders inland. Then his knees turned to wa­
able natural curiosity In Germany.
unless the rains are of long enough
showing above the flood as she stood ter, and the blackness of night shut
duration to soften the surface slightly,
upon a transom, near the doorway, down • npon • his • senses.
On the Level.
• • • •
and may therefore he lens frequent.
grasping a stanchion for support Her
At the Pluyers’ club In New York But dragging will he found very effec­
eyes met his, black and blank with ter­ When W hitaker awoke the afternoon
Ihey were discussing the English poet, tive and efilrient In the Into fall anil
ror. He snatched through sheer in­ was cloudy-warm and bright, so that
Alfred Noyes.
In the spring when the frost Is coming
stinct at a circular life preserver that his eyes were grateful for the shade of
"Poor Noyesy!” suld an editor. '“He out and before the gravel Is fully set­
floated out towurd him, and sim ultane­ a white parasol that a girl was holding
used to make poetry puy, but the wur tled.
ously managed to crook an arm round over him. He grew suspicious of his
has created a slump In the poetry inarv
senses; and when the parusol was
her neck.
ket, und to get along today Noyes Is MUST MAINTAIN GOOD ROADS
transformed
into
the
shape
of
a
wom­
Aguin the sea hurled them beneath
writing advertising Jingles. W hat a
tons of raging dark water. Green light­ an wearing a clumsy jacket of soiled
come
down, eh?”
covert
cloth
over
a
nondescript
gar­
nings flashed before his eyes, and in
Much Money Spent for Construc­
“A
come down?" said n critic, his Too tion
his ears there was a crashing like the ment of weirdly printed calico—then
and Too Little for Proper
eyes
twinkling
humorously
behind
Ills
crack of doom. His head was split­ he was sure that something was wrong
Maintenance.
pince-nez.
"Humph.
What
kind
of
uils
ting, his heart on the point of breaking. with him.
Is
he
writing?”
The wave passed on, roaring. He could Besides, the woman suddenly turned
In many n county In the South the
"Sausage ads,” said the editor.
and bent over him an anxious face, ex-
breathe. Now if ever . . .
condition of the roads Is the same as
“Then,”
said
the
erltlc,
“It’s
no
As if stupefied beyond sensibility, cluimlng In accents of consternution:
come down. Noyes always «lid write ,*IOS0 which the editor of the < llnton
the woman was passive to his hand­ “O dear! If he’s delirious— l”
Democrat <l<'Hf-rlb«-s as existing In his
doggerel.”
ling and he managed somehow to drag His voice, when he strove to answer,
county. He says:
her from the cabin to the cockpit and rustled and rattled so thut he burely
"We can’t survive the Impression
Sincerity of True Forgiveness.
to jam the life ring over her head and munaged to say: “W hat nonsense! I'm
thnt
he have wasted n lot of money;
On the Chinese New Year old d«‘hts thnt we
under one arm before the next wave Just th irsty !”
built a lot of roads that
are paid, obi enemies nre rec«jnclled. have gone have
bore down upon them.
“I thought you would be,” said the
bnck to their former c«>n«ll-
It
Is
recorded
In
"The
Memoirs
«>f
LI
from neglect; that we have bur­
They came to the surface in the hol­ woman, calmly; “so I brought w ater
Yun Lung” that two notorious silver- tlon,
dened
our posterity with a debt that
low of a deep, gray swale, fully fifty Here . . .”
surlex, Bu Nko and Chang Chong llong, lias prove«!
to be n rather had Invest­
feet from the wreck. W hitaker re­ She offered a tin vessel to his lips.
met formally on u New Year’s day, ment. We have
burdened our children
tained his grasp of the life-preserver He sat up suddenly, seized the vessel
shook
their
own
hands—the
artless
with
the
bonds
will he mighty
line. The woman floated easily in the and buried his face in it, gradually tilt­
custom of Cuthay—and were profuse hard to pay, and that
we will have to an­
support. He fancied a gleam of live­ ing It, while its cool, delicious sweet­
In
their
utterances
of
gooil
will.
The
swer for a great deal, If for their
lier consciousness In her staring eyes, ness Irrigated his arid tissues, until
spectators wore edlflcrd. Going out of 000
we leave them a legacy of mu«l-
and noticed with a curiously keen feel­ every blessed drop was drained. Then,
the
door,
Bu,
glaring,
says
t«>
Chang,
ing of satisfaction that she was not und not till then, he lowered the pail The Backwash of the Surf Had Them "I wish you the same you wish me.” holes, a heritage of sand and water.
of the main «lefects In our pres«*nt
only keeping her mouth closed, but had und with sane vision began to renew
in Its Grip.
“You want to begin again, d«> you?” One
program,
we think. Is the fnct thnt we
done so, apparently, while under water. acquaintance with the world.
Chang, "livid with rage." This are spending
For an Instant he had both her asks
all of our money on con­
Then suddenly, the lift of a wave dis­ He was sitting In the lee of the him.
anecdote
t«*nrhes
us
the
sincerity
of
hands, warm and womanly, ln bis true forgiveness.
struction
nnd
nre not taking proper
covered to him the contour of the beached catboat. The woman he had grasp,
while she rose by his aid, and
thought
for
the
maintenance of the
shore. Instead of being carried in to rescued sat quite near him. The gale for an Instant
longer—possibly by way
ronds.”—The Progressive Farmer.
the rock-strewn beach, they were In was still booming overhead, but now of reward. Then
Poor
Outlook.
she disengaged them Cassidy (visiting sick friend)—Well,
the grip of a backwash which was with less force (or so he fancied); with gentle firmness.
and
the
surf
still
crashed
In
thunders
bearing them not only out of immedi­
Mike, an’ how are ye this mornln'?
ate danger, but at the same time along­ on the beach a hundred feet or more She stood beside him so tall and fair, O’Brien—Porely, Tim, porely. Share TO MAINTAIN CONCRETE ROAD
shore toward a point under whose lee aw ay; but the haze was lighter, and so serenely Invested with the flawless I’m that wake ye’ll be cornin’ to me Observe Same Rulee of Drainage as
he hoped to find less turbulent condi­ the blue of the sky was visible, If tar­ dignity of her womanhood that he no wake before the end of the wake.—
Apply for Earth Read»—New
longer thought of the Incongruity of B«»ston Evening Transcript.
nished.
tions.
Surface fer Concrete.
Three times he essayed to apeak be­ The sands curved off in a wide cres­ her grotesque garb.
"You’ve
been
up
there?”
he
asked,
fore he could wring articulate sounds cent, ending In a long, sandy spIL
Tha 8peclal Way.
The maintenance of concrete roads
from his ¿racked lips and burning There was a low, ragged earth bank far too keenly Interested to scorn the “Talking about ships and men—”
consists
of observing the rules of
th ro a t
rising from the sands. Midway be­ self-evident.
“W e lir
as for earth roads, and In
“Ton . . . all right?“
tween the beach and where the hazy She gave a comprehensive gesture, “When opposing ships meet they drainage
filling
with
tar any cracks that may
She replied with as much difficulty: uplands lifted their blurred profile embracing the visible prospect “All hall. When opposing men meet they develop. Nothing
can be done for the
“Tee . . . you may . . . let against the faded sky, stood a com­ over. . . . When I woke. I thought storm .”
surface
when
It
begins
to deteriorate
go . . •”
monplace farmhouse, in good repair, surely . . . 1 went to see, found
and break down. It will serve as a
To relax the swollen fingers that strongly constructed and neatly paint­ nothing living except the sheep and
The Eternal Feminine.
for some of the higher types e f
grasped the lifeline was pure torture. ed ; with a brood of out buildings. some chickens and turkeys In the farm ­ Manager of 'Bus Company—And 00 base
bituminous surface, and after the con­
He attem pted no further communica­ Here and there. In scattered groups yard. And the farmhouse—apparently you want to leave?
crete has served Its usefulness It
tion. None, indeed, was needed. It and singly, sheep foraged.
it’s ordinarily Inhabited. Evidently Conductorette—Not If you will put should
be resurfaced with a bltumln-
w as plain th at she understood their With puzzled eyes W hitaker sought the people have gone away for s visit me on service 18. I'm tired of being o«a
wearing
surface.
sannsel and enlightenment of the wom­ somewhere. It gives tha Impressla« sf asked If I'm 461—London Opinion.
situation.
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