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VOLUME XXXV. LAURENS, SOUTH CAROLINA, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 26, 1919. / NUMBER 19 GEO AM, JOHN BOGA1 THtEBOBB&-Mi (Continued from Last Week.) SYNOPSIt. CHAPTER I.-Andrea Pellor, handsome daughter of Lord Pollor, impecunious aristocrat, is doomed to marry an Illit erate but wealthy middle-aged diamond mine owner. She disconsolately wanders from her hotel in South Africa, and dis covers an aviator about to fly from the beach. Impulsively, of course imagining that the trip will be merely a pleasant excursion, and a welcome relief from thoughts of her impending loveless mar riage, she begs to be taken for a flight, alth u h she does not know him. He some lat unwillingly agrees, and they start. CHAPTER II.-When she realises her unknown aviator is not going back An drea in desperation tries to choke him with one of her stockings. He thwarts her and they sail on into the very heart of Aftrica. Landing in an immense craal, Andrea finds the natives all bow in wor ship to her mysterious companion. She is given a slave boy. "Bathtub," and the White Man sets about building a hut for her. CHAPTER III.-Andrea i given a glimpse of the home which is to be hei-p and wonders at its completeness. White Man invites her to dinner that evening, and in spite of the fact that he has re fused to take her back to civilization An drea accepts his invitation, but he con tinues (leaf to her pleading that he re. store her to her friends. CHAPTER IV. The bent of the day had quite passed. Andrea felt of her arms. They were soft and cool. She laid them otk the table and studied then a, thoughshe tiever had noticed them before. Shc was thinking that all her fright had <lied away. She was alone with a man alone by over a hundred miles and yel -never had she felt less lonely, mor4 secure. She threw up her head, turnet to her companion with a smile an( said, "I've decided not to sulk, Whit, MSan. ' Tell me what your philosoph, will do for me if I give it a tryout." The man drew a long breath of re lief, examined the ash of his cigar an flicked it off. "First of all," he begar "it will lift a fever from you, the feve of haetening from one little thing t another. Look back and tell me I your memories aren't all stock vanr ties; I mean don't they all fall int set-and dry classifleations?" "I uilierstand," said Andren. "Yo mean they are all chucked into abox six bins like staples at a grocery." lie gave her a look of undisguise admnirailon. "I mean exactly tha My phiIosophy will give you the seer of the happy idle hour. Never agal en a a eity or a great house qui smother you, for it will be in yo1 powr~ to sit spelbound, your Ay iixeri ten t housand miles aiway on girdile of high-peaked huts, or bilad lekninii s at lay, ai blotchi of bron1 9tatuets' taking ani hour off' from 1)0 andi chat ing the news of t he hour.' 'And an ahiplaiIr," addetd Andrt "tIryinig to push two surprcised hut. c of the way.'" lng. (ehtws out, on the one perso'i(' elvtineni i "W\hy!" criedi Anri~iea, ('yeO in cnly 3 widle. ''What's personal ahm ani airplani"' lle looked~C~ at he'r grimtoly and1( ignol li T' hink ' R abu,"'ii 'T he eninued, ''and wi afr'aid of 'Jhought ini it sel1f, a toa7 yjou 1'ri freed ol' that I'ear yo'i fliT1 that sinfcerilty cea3se to be& e2 Ver.:ationalu bad ;ast e. It hi.:mi rather a weapon, lhe. only probe can T pierce the armttor of indlividu: for of course you know that e'very sonality wears a shell, thick or tl close-joined or loose." She, tuirned her eyes and looked1 uip and down fle'etingly. "What wvill your philosophy do for me?" asked. "WVhat else?" he repeated. "It make you gloriously indlependlent duice you to the three elements of tent'-health, honor and an it flamen." "Let's begin with the inner flat she suggested. ' "It sounds mystic. "But it isn't," ho replied,. "It's muost prac(ticaIl thIng in tilt world.. l'ition, lilusio)n, yoluith, are a fewv oj conun~to~i'neappei!at ions, but the thalt conmes neare"st to limprisoninfg nr phrase is, brenth of life." t t I t 4EW IEdNED GL! l 2DU3,- BTC S! i! 'MRILL COMPANY Andrea studied him almost impa tiently; inwardly she was rebelling tremendously at finding herself so con tinually interested by one who was I even at the moment calmly doing her a great wrong. If he had spoken, as didactically about his precious phil osophy she would have found herself at once; but he hadn't. In that point more than in any other lay the charm -charm? Well, call it charm, anyway, of this unusual male. Having thought the matter out with a view to hearing him browse some more, she said, "Can't you bring it a little nearer?" "I'll try," he answered after a pause. "Breath of life is that quality which holds back a man from marrying for money and urges another to the de sertion of wife and children because he's bored, that makes a preacher leap from the pricking pinnacle of dogma .to the heart of the Red Light district and his own destruction, that leads the king-bull of the herd to impatient paths of lonely meditation. In short, it's the perpetual vigilance of self at the apparent risk of the soul." "Sort of sublimated egoism," re marked Andrea. "Selfishness, you mean?" He shook his head. "It's not even on that'plane; At's so much over it that selfishness as a quality is merely one of the pebbles on the beach below it that the sea has been grinding down to uniform char acteristics for a hundred years. Alive, it's a flame; dead, it doesn't even leave a corpse." Andrea yawned. "Now honor," she said. "Won't you talk a little?" said the man. "Defining is a great game and I don't want to hog all the fun. Speak for your class. What's honor?" Andrea thought for a minute; then she smiled. "With women, it's keeping r anywhere this side of the Rubicon.' o She paused. f "And with men?" he urged. I "With men it's the art of not get o ting caught." '"CapitalI" he exclaimed. "Yes," she murmured. "I though t you would like those answers." H stared at her, but she kept her fac Innocent of malice. "Now tell m what honor reaUy is." "I believe you could have told me, a he answered, "except for the fact tha n your exceptionally good taste bar sincerity. It's what is left of moralit; when you're sure no one is looking." Andrea stifled another yawn. "Sonm kof the thaings you say," she gaspe aore almost elever enough for a boo rto read in bed." "I be g your pardon. I'm sorry." sai the mian andl clapped his hands loudi; A bundle under the tree, wrapped u head and all In a blanket, resolved i ut self inito llattub) rulbbing sleep) out his eyes ; atrose, selzed a rope on '*pulley and hauled. 'The circular mno qtonet roiled up froma about iU "Will you go to your room and t< me if you haave everythinag?" aked t t-man, "Everyilhing necessary, I meat Andrea reaced~ for a fresh ciguareti to "Don't he absaurd,'' she said. "'ma n ('going to bed for haours." She ghtnea he)i at haim with a sort. of dil W'eii:. .n though sheo were. abiout to give away al secret. "When I yawna, always7 l: n.. on t:'ki".g. It means I'ma-I'rv tir 00You know." "D)-.- your society tridtk.," remna hat dig, edl the man. "I'm going." lie na >r. and t uned his btuck on her. un, Before he land token thbrer' slait her voice camno to him and1( in it w a im new quality, a sure maturitfy. "( r ,lso you like," she saidi evenly, "hut I sh she sit here uantil you come baick.'" ie turnaedu at once, a ilushl in will checeks. "Forgive me," he saaid imir -e.- struck a match and held( it for he'r. on "Now health," said Andrema. '"1) nier -you think I'm reasonaibly haenal Ihy ready?2" 1 , "No," said the mian, "utnt ii y'ui wolfedl a wholo meal aami grabt the chicken with your tingersi, yo 'i Sreally know wvhat bodily haenth : its God laos given you such bea".m - that ypu owve it to every eye ! tin Iresses itself wvitha t sight of yo itwithout blemish, andl ye't ' here and ask mi if youlii niot rea onably healthy, with a spot on your heck." "Oh I" cried the girl. A sea of sud en color sWirled about tier neck, up aito her face and down over one-half he length of her bare arms. She brew up a hand to her cheek and ressed it there. Her eyes were aflame. If ever I can hurt you-" she said lowly, "If-ever-I-can-" The man looked surprised; then con rite and finally grave. "Let me assure you," he said, "that rou will .inevltably have it in your )ower." "I'll not forget when that day !omes," she said and arose. With her xand still pressed to her face, she hur led from him across the kraal into er room and slammed and barred the MORI t t I, 11 1 ed a - all >ly, Copy right 1919, Hart Schaffi door behind her. She went straight to the mirror and took her hand away. Such a trifle that tiny spot had seemed last night, the night of a party-just an excuse for a beauty patch of black plaster-and tonight it was immeas urably ugly I With bed so near she could not stop to cry just yet. She went about her preparation deliberately, subconscious ly secure in the thought that she could soon soak her pillow in aching com fort. Throughout her maneuvering she was aware of a presence in the room, inanimate but terrifyingly per sonal. However. she turned, it still lurked in the corner of her eye, ac cused her of dallying and almost said aloud, "Eventually ._ why not .nqj?" Continued on fourth page, this section. THAI Add r MA rio l CASH CLOHI DI MA ER Dealers ii tery. 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