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THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 1921.
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BLUE
MOON
Jl Tale of the
Flatwoods
By DAVID ANDERSON
(Copyright by the Bobbi-Merrill Company)
CHAVTER IV. ln the village the
"Pearlhunter” sees the girl who had at
tracted his attention in the woods. She
is' annoyed by the stranger, and the
"Peurlhunter” rescues her from his un
welcome attentions. He accompanies her
to her home.
CHAPTER V.—At the house he meets
the father of his "Wild Rose,” known to
the locality as the “Wild Man,” mentally
Irresponsible as the result of a wound re
ceived from a man wearing a red mask,
a notorious desperado. The youth de
clsVes his Intention of devoting the
money he is to get for the pearl to pay
ing for a surgical operation which will
restore the old man's reason.
"He’s all that —and more.”
She glanced across the fence and
op the road. He fancied a slight
shiver lifted her shoulders.
“Miss—Miss—l don't know your
name!”
Two roguish little points pinched
up the girl's eyes. The two dimples
played hide-and-seek with the corners
of her mouth —artless as the flicking
wings of a Lady Cardinal.
“A little bit ago you called me —"
“The Wild Rose," he finished.
“I like—that!” she stammered,
■“ever so much better than any—other
name,"
Again that slow smile broke across
the face of the Pearlhunter. He knew
lie ought to say something—but what?
“Well, Miss—Wild Rose—” he final
ly ventured, with no Idea of what else
he was going to say.
“Leave off the Miss, please." It
was a timely rescue. “Miss seems,
well —so —dignified for the woods.
And you are —V
He shifted the basket to the other
arm and stood gazing up and down
the ragged fence row.
i, ‘’They call me the —the —Pearlhunt-
er,” he stammered after a time.
,The girl seemed to ponder the word.
She was fast losing her first distrust,
Just as any other creature of the
woods loses It when convinced no dan
ger threatens.
“I knew —that,” she answered.
"The storekeeper pointed you out to
day when yon went to the bank. I
mean your—other name."
The blood leaped to his face. The
Innocent question staggered him. He
stared past her Into the trees.
“It’s all the name I have 1”
She saw Instantly that she had hurt
him. The pain that subdued the
in her eyes was worth the hurt.
She drew a step nearer.
“The storekeeper told me the won
derful story about your—Blue Moon,"
she went on hastily. In her voice a
curious eagerness, doubtless due to a
desire to turn his thoughts from a sub
ject that quite evidently distressed
him.
V3e seemed not to know how to meet
her eagerness —her desire to undo the
mischief of her question. The girl
could not know the ghosts her words
had waked —the mystery of the hair
covered trunk; that crimson scrawl
on the tablecloth.
“And is It like the moon—round —
and Is It blue?”
“Round as a marble; and blue —a
faint little mite blue —like the full
-nocn in a cold sky.”
The Pearlhunter could talk, when
he didn’t have to feel his way—when
“The Storekeeper Said It Was Worth
—Five Thousand Dollars."
he spoke of things he knew. And he
did know fresh-water pearls.
“The storekeeper said it was worth
—five thousand —dollars.”
She ventured the word —a state
ment In form; a question In Intent —
as If half suspecting that the store
keeper had exaggerated; anxious to
Dope the story might be true, yet fear
ing it mightn’t.
“The storekeeper was right.”
She unlaced her fingers, clapped
her bands together softly.
“Isn’t it wonderful?” she cried.
"Why, you could buy the Flatwoods!
And Wolf Run; and Fallen Rock;
and every tree; and every bird’s nest
would be yours 1 And you could keep
the woodehoppers away forever."
“Hardly that,” he answered, sud
denly thoughtful. “But I know what
I shall do."
“Something splendid, I know."
Another statement with the Intent
of a question. He seemed to feel it
called for a reply.
"I don’t know that It’s splendid,”
he said. “I'm going to buy some
books; and then —”
He hesitated. The girl dropped her
eyes and stood toying with the bonnet
strings around her arm. She did not
mention that the storekeeper had told
her the tragedy of the grave at Fallen
Rock; of the mother who had died
the very evening of success; whose
eyes had not been permitted to rest
on the faultless sheen of the Jewel for
which she, too, had searched a life
time.
“And then—” she repeated, when It
seemed he was not going on.
A tiny breeze fell into the woods
through the gap cut by the road, and
stirred the leaves. There Is death as
well as life In the woods. Death al
ways; even In June. The breeze
found a dead leaf among the living
ones and shook It loose. It threat
ened to light on the girl’s bright hair,
but fluttered down past her face and
fell at her feet.
The breeze; the falling leaf —the
woods, her woods, had whispered; and
she heard.
“Daddy I” she cried suddenly. ‘Tve
left him too long.”
Her voice had grown serious. She
held out her hand for the basket The
Pearlhunter passed It over and she
turned away.
It was an awkward parting and the
Pearlhunter felt it, but he was a man
of slow speech. His words had to be
chipped by hand out of the rough, one
at a time, as men of old fashioned
their arrowheads.
“Wild Rose I”
She turned. The name had brought
the dimples back.
“May I walk along with you?”
The words were past recall before
he knew It.
"The woods are as much yours as
mine,” was her smiling answer.
He never could remember Just how
the basket managed to get from her
arm to his as he walked away with
her, the sole recollection that stood
out in his memory being the fact that
the path seemed to fly up and hit his
feet before he quite had time to set
them down.
CHAPTER V.
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Cabin of the Three Gable*.
For some distance back from the
river the Earthmaker scrambled the
Flatwoods. Scrambled —that’s exact
ly what seems to have happened to a
strip along the north bank. A maze
of gulch and cliff, of gully and bluff;
all bearded thick with trees and dense
underbrush; all alive with the teasing
mystery of growing things.
The path the girl traveled wound
Itself, or rather unwound Itself, right
through the heart of the hills, deep
Into the mystery of the thick woods,
Until It turned sharply and led up the
east bank of AVolf run, the little
stream In which the Pearlhunter had
washed the elecampane roots.
A short distance above the pool, so
near that the Pearlhunter wondered
he had not seen it before, a three
gabled, one-story log cabin snugged
back against the bluffs Just where they
left the bank of the stream and curved
to the east A step farther, a small
plot of creek bottom had been cleared
and fenced —what the Flatwoods called
a “garden patch.” Back of the gar
den, a stable hugged the bluff, but It
was half hidden by rank weeds.
The cabin was built of hewn logs,
notched artistically at the corners.
The roof projected well beyond the
walls; the chimneys were of red brick;
the doors and windows of a finish
rather more pretentious than was
common in the woods. There were
three wings, expending at right an
gles from a common center, making
four rooms. In all, three along the
front, with another, probably the
kitchen, extending back from the cen
tral room.
AVhere the path left the stream to
turn toward the door the girl paused
and held out her hand for the basket
Slowly the Pearlhunter passed It over.
It was an awkward moment His
eyes traveled past her to the tiny
garden. He noticed that the fence
around It was sagged and broken. The
garden, however, appeured to be clean
and well-kept. Aside from this —and
the flowers —the place showed a very
sad lack of care.
The underbrush along the bluffs
trembled slightly, but enough to at
tract the woodsman’s eyes. Noiseless
ly the swaying bushes parted —as
noiseless as the unfolding of a flower
—and In the narrow opening, framed
by Its border of quaking leaves, there
grew a face —sad and vacant, with
pitiful eyes; unmistakably, though he
had never seen It before, the gaunt,
gray face of the AA'ild Man.
Thd Pearlhunter glanced quickly at
the girl, to find her eyes still fixed
on her basket, and when he looked
again at the bushes, the face was
gone.
As his gaze searched the under
brush, a glimpse of a gray shadow
flitted along under the cliff and dis
appeared behind the cabin. He
couldn’t leave her now—and yet, by
what excuse could he stay?
"You have a pretty place here,!’ he
said, probably because he couldn’t
think of anything else to say. “A
pretty place—all so naturul; the
woods are hardly disturbed a bit —but
aren’t you—afraid?”
“I haven’t been till —today.” She
raised her eyes to his face. The store
keeper’s story came to her mind; —
the grave at Fallen Rocks; the lonely
cabin to which be would have to re
turn. And he had Just rendered her
a service—the age-old service of man
to woman. "Won’t you come up to
the house?”
The Pearlhunter little knew how
that simple Invitation honored him.
No other man had ever received It
“T’d like to.”
He said It so seriously that the girl
laughed.
Carrying the light basket between
them they walked up what might be
called, for want of better word to
name It the front yard. There was
not tike least necessity that two hands
should be laid to that one light basket
It Just happened, as do so many other
pleasant things In tills delightfully un
orderly world.
At the door she stopped and faced
him. A deep seriousness had filled
up the dimples.
“Mr.—Pearlhunter —”
The slow eyes of the man found
her face, and she paused.
“You told me to leave off the Miss.
Pm askin’ you to leave off the Mr.”
The dimples came back, but only
for a moment
“ —Pearlhunter." The name came
strange to her. “You will be the first
man, except my father and the doc
tor, that has crossed his door step
In seven years.” Her voice fell very
low. “You must not be surprised at
what you see.”
FTom behind the closed door of the
cabin came a groan—not of physical
pain, but one that seemed to mutter
up out of a wracked soul. The girl
dropped her side of the basket handle.
“Daddy I” she cried; and dashed the
door open.
The Pearlhunter was a hard man
to Jar out of his habitual calm, hut
the sight that met him as he followed
her across the door-step struck him
rigid and staring.
A huge Iron gray shell of a man
rose slowly In the shadow the ( late af
ternoon cast over the room. The
light that fell In at the open door
brought out the pathetic, nervous
quiver of his face; the solemn vacancy
of his pitiful eyes. It was the Wild
Man. 9
The girl ran to him and put her
arms about his shoulders. He seemed
not to feel her touch. Slowly and
noiselessly he approached the Pearl
hunter. A leaf couldn’t have drifted
across the floor more silently, or
more Involuntarily. Some extraneous
force seemed to drive him.
The girl clung to him and tried to
coax him, even drag him, back Into
his chair. He seemed to be utterly
unaware of her weight There was a
His Yellow Eyes Never Left the Pearl
hunter's Face.
knife In his hand. His hollow eyes
never left the Pearlhunter’s face.
With all the girl’s assurance that
he was harmless, that there was no
danger, It took all the Pearlhunter’s
resolution to abide the coming of that
gaunt apparition. His breath came
fast He set the basket down on the
floor, dropped his hat beside it, and
kept his eye on the knife.
A pale fire burned away back In
the Wild Man’s vacant eyes, and his
beard writhed with the quiver of his
features. He even raised his hands
and ran them over the Penrlhunter’s
face, as a blind man might In search
ing for some recognizable feature.
Apparently he did not find It. The
pale fires died out of his eyes; his
face quivered; his breast seemed to
collapse; the tense silence shivered
with a groan. The Inrush of strength
that had seemed to dower his vast
frame with Irresistible force fell
from him as a mantle. He tottered
as the girl led him, like a tired child,
back to his chair.
Her father 1 The daughter of the
Wild Man!
He stepped aside out of the open
door and let the sun In. It streaked
across the < floor and caught her
where she stooped over the old man’s
chain
(Continued next week.)
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