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" I REDHAIR Jk BLUE " SEA. JPL ffTANLB? R. OSBORN ILLUSTRATIONS BY HCBNTOr J® |*BB OOPTOtet W GSAIMB SCRJBNttCS She had a sudden curiosity concern ing this Ponape Burke in her new de pendence upon him. She was eager to look at him. And she knew he would be perched on the forehatch, his brown man as ever at his 'elbow, silent, motionless, a pagan joss. She whirled around to gaze, then caught her breath in dismay. Unexpectedly, startlingly, the sav age, unbeknown to any one of them all, had materialized himself here, was sitting almost within their circle, and his eyes were leveled upon her in a profound unblinking stare that seemed to have been going on for hours. CHAPTER 111. Enemies —and Friends Some sixteen days later in Mrs. Crawford's cabin a conference was under way. "But, my dear, my dear," Pal myra's mother was protesting, "how, can you say everything's going right, when Palm spends most of her time listening to that, that ' miserable stoway; that human toad. Her father is beside himself with an xiety." •The man made a deprecatory sound. "Events," said the hostess inipressively, "have only too well sh|>wn that I, that we intervened just in time. Your daughter was oi} the verge of falling in love with John Thurston." The father uttered a protest. "I cj(on't see we've gained any thing." "But where are your eyes?" de- manded the hostess. "As I said in- California, Van, with his refined per sonality, fits the yacht's cabin like 'The Young King Charles' into a gilded frame. Thurston, on the contrary, is a great, robust He looks well enough ashore, but here, in these little compartments, on this narrow deck, his hands and feet are in the way. She paused to smile at them re assuringly. "Surely, with John at his worst, Van at his best —need we fear?" Meanwhile Constance Crawford was forward at the Rainbow's bow, sailing through the tropic night upon enchanted waters. . When John Thurston presently joined Constance, she looked up with a frowiK "I was just thinking," she explained!, "that P&lm Tree doesn't at all realize Burke may be get ting into. his& mind: I believe the little fraud's quite puffed up over the idea he's made . something of a f • i conquest." Thurston answered rather absent ly. "Anyhow," he said, "Burke's over the side at Honolulu and gone forever." She assented. ' • John' was silent for some time. Then :"I ? d like to go, too," he burst out. ?'I, I've been trying to tell you I'\fe taken your advice: asked her ot become my wife." "Yes," she answered without mov ing, "I know." "She told you?" he exclaimed. "No. You did." He was chagrined. "Suppose I do look like that," he said. "On the contrary. You've been splendjid ." She glanced up friendly. "But I still think it was the right thing to do. A week or two hence — absolutely no hope. Oh, why didn't you speak in California? She orig inally liked you best. I'm sure of it. Does still, if she only knew. Or," Constance added ruefully, "would if they'd let her alone." He laughed with some bitterness. ■"Oh, I know what you mean. He fell into a sudden petulance. ! When Thurston spoke again it was apparently in an effort to get into a more cheerful vein. "Seemingly," he said, "I have an other well-wisher abroad." With a pocket flashlight he made visible for her a small object of wo ven fibre: a bark cord wound round a packet perhaps two inches square. "When I came on deck this morn ing," he explained, "Olive incarnat ed himself before me. Looked about furtively, my coat-tails up, fastened this .round my waist. Then ie gave me a friendly grin and van shed." "But," she puzzled, "what is it" "Inside there's a bit of fine mat, seven h&irs and a tooth, a good luck charm# "But, but why ..." "How should I know? She was thoughtful. "At any rate," she said finally, "he seems to be wishing you good luck.' She examined the amulet again with an absent attention. Then, the smile fading from her "lips: "John, promise me you will not leave the Rainbow at Honolulu." The yacht was pushing on at her stir at her prow as to achieve the best pace, setting up such a lively small, private rainbow for which she had been named. Burke and Palmyra were on deck —Burke was quizzically regarding the pensive Palmyra. . As though defining her very thoughts, he spoke. "Excuse me, Miss," he said. "Those others—" a slightly con temptuous gesture. "They're tame. That's what —tame. But you? Why, you're different. Y'sure wasn't in tended for their little ol' birdcage kind of life. Nature meant y'for something lively-like, something up and doing." The girl laughed. "Nature," she said, "meant me for a pirate. It's in my blood," she affirmed. "First, a Norseman ravaging the coasts of England. " Then, a British admiral ravaging everything else. And last ly, old Captain Ebenezer, with John Paul Jones, descending once more upon the coasts of England.'' Burke grinned in admiration. The girl turned to go; then paus ed, laughing back at him over her shoulder. "You, Ponape Burke," she said; "you and I—l'm afraid w'e were born too late." At the rate the Rainbow was sail ing, it was evident the yacht must soon make a landfall.lndeed, already eyes were peering through powerful glasses seeking for the first shadowy silhouette of the peeks of Oaku. As the Rainbow raised the pano rama- of dead craters that stands, rather, barren, above the verdant town of Honolulu, none upon her decks was so expectant as Palmyra Tree. For from the chaff of Pon ape Burke's narration she had win nowed the clean grain of beauty and romance that is the life of this is land world of the palm tree. Her imagination Was a-glow., . Through the gateway of Honolulu she was to sail on into this world where Happiness is queen. She was to sail across the trackless sea as those brown mariners of old. As the girl, thus deep in reverie, stood watching the distant peaks, she became aware of a presence at her side. Turning, she started upon en countering the brown man Olive. He gave tongue to a few syllables, paused perplexed, then fell back up on pantomine. The hour of depart ure had come. Soon Burke and he would go over the side and, for-ever, into oblivion. Palmyra smiled. She tried to over come her aversion, to respond to his attempted farewell. As he had done, she moved to speak, found' herself helpless, returned the smile. The brown man, thus countenanc ed, laid the square finger upon her own breast. Having thus identified the girl as the being of the drama, he raised his hand, with extended arm, straight over his head. She thought he invoked the One above. But she gave this up when she saw that he waggled, fluttered the fing ers. When she shook her head, regret fully, he abandoned the up-raised hand as futile. He brought out a ring. Palmyra Tree had never seen such a ring: tortoise shell inlaid with silver. There were letters on it; seemingly one word, thrice repeated and separated by disc—the word "N-i." Olive pointed to the letters, then to the girl and once more held aloft the hand with the moving fingers. But again she hsook her head. The brown man stood, baffled. Then, grinning anew, he hurried away forward. The savage, presently returning, thrust into the girl's hand a litho graph, an advertisement of Egyptian cigarettes. . He pointed to the silver letters of the ring and pronounced the word THE FOREST CITY COURIER, THURSDAY, APRIL 12, 1928 "Ni," then to her with a second "Ni," and to the picture with a third. He dropped the ring into her fingers. At last the girl who was named Palmtree understood. For there in the advertisement was a palmtree. The upraised hand had symbolized the palm —herself. Olive but sought to give her a ring with her name upon it. When the hour of leavetaking came, however, he seemed to have re entered the silence, and the farewells devolved upon Ponape Burke. As this little stowaway reached her in his round he achievedi a simple eloquence of feeling. "You've been kind t'me, miss," he said. I ain't a going t'forget it. Nor you." She shook hands with an unassum ed friendliness. "I'm sure," she said, "we shall see you again." Sharply he glanced at her, as if eager to know whether she really had such a hope. Then he shrugged, is land-wise. "It's a large ocean la(ty. With you and me it's just lights pass ing in the dark; a hail, and then nothing." A minute later Palmyra's pirates were swinging over the side into their boat. j Burke raised his hat jauntly. But lit was rather at the savage the girl looked. Over the white man's shoul der he seemed to be watching her to the end with that strangely expres sionless but intent stare. Palmyra faced abruptly away and) snatched the ring from her finger. "Yes," she whispered, "I, I'm certain ly glad to have seen the last of him.' - -*■ week ashore and the good ship Rainbow was at sea again, she was now for the heart of Ocean ica, the Equatorial isles of Micron esia. As the yacht was to put John Thurston aboard a Philippine trans port at Guam, only a little south ing, said the hostess, would take them in among the Gilberts, the Marshalls, the Carolines, that Milky Way of atolls along the Line, of which Pon ape Burke had talked so alluringy. What Mrs. Crawford did not ex plain was that the real duty, as she saw it, lay in depriving Thurston's long legs of a chance, in this less cramped setting of Honolulu, to snap back to perspective. By rejecting both her lovers—Van shortly after "John- -Palmyra had gained a reprive from that question as to whether she were in love , with one man or just dandy good pals with two. The peaks of Oahu sank back into the moana, the deep, deep ocean, whence they had risen.One cjay, two days, four, six upon a temperaiAent al sea; a whole week of heavy skies and rain and storm seemed to have carried the girl no further. A second week came and went; a week of summer sea and lusty trades and flying yacht. But still no an swer. The third week came and neared its end. Intermittent now the breeze, for they touched the equat orial zone of light and variable airs. A whole day through, perhaps, the Rainbow would scarcely move. (Continued next week.) ROBERTSON-McCORD Miss Kate Eleanor McCord and Clyde J. Robinson married the afternoon of April 7 at 1:30 o'clock, at the home of Rev. W. M. Smith, of 1009 South Allen street in Char lotte. The vows were taken before an improvised altar of trailing ivey. The bride's sister, Miss Julia Mc- Cord, and a few intimate friends were present. The bride wore a gown oi' dark blue with accessories to match, and a corsage bouquet of pink roses and lilies of the valley. - 'Mrs. Robertson is the fourth of Mr. and Mrs. D. P. Mc- Coid, of Huntsville, and is a pret ty and attractive young woman. Mr. Robertson is the son of Mr. and Mrs. J. C. Robertson, of For est City, and he is connected with a construction company of Char lotte. Mr. and Mrs. Robertson will be at home in Gastonia after a trip to Vv T estern North Carolina. OAK GROVE NEWS Ellenboro, R-2, April 9. —We are glad to say that our Sunday school is progressing rapidly since Spring has opened up. We had one hun dred and fifty present Sunshine. We hope more of the folks will come and help us to have a still better and larger Sunday school. We had several visitors and welcome them back again. Mr. and Mrs. David Hawkins and little daughter, Marjorie, spent Sun day with Mr. M. E. Hawkins and family. Mr.' Bruna Beam and family, of family, of Caroleen, and Miss Docia Beam were visitors at Mr. Clyde Wrights Sunday. Miss Ollierea Randall entertained a number of her friendis with a party Saturday night. Those enjoying the party were Misses Lucile Webb, Mary, Eugenia and Pearl Randall, Belle Wilkie, Leigh, Mae, Pauline and Maud Harrill, Attie Bailey, Ethel Lowry, Gladys and Ethleen Randall, Messrs Earl and Cletus Randall, Noris and Huston Bigger staff, Carmel and Hubert Cooper, Clarence and Odell Tate, Thurman and Bert Lowery, James Webb, Oral Bjggerstaff and Grady Randall. Some interesting games were played. All reported a nice time. Mr. Cletus Walker and family, of Lattimore, spent Sunday at Mrs. R. L. Magness. Mr. and Mrs. Paul Harrill and Mr. and Mrs. Howard Harrill were din ner guests at Mr. T. B. Harrill's Sun day. Miss Clara Randall is sick at this writing. We hope she will soon be well. Among those spending Easter at home were Miss Mae Harrill, Char lotte; Misses Lenith and Catherine Randall, Brevard; Miss Jolley Fall ston. Mr. Thomas Rome and family were visitors at Mr. M. E. Hawkins one night last week. Mr. C. N. Tate and family, of Mr. W. P. Tates. Mr. Ellis Bedford, of S. C., spent Sunday with his father, Mi-. J. S. Bedford who is very ill. Mr. Cliff Magness, Miss Mattie and "little Ruby Magness and Mrs. R. L. Magness were visitors in Shel by Friday. Mrs. J. M. Randall and Miss 01- lirea Randall spent Sunday night at Mr. L. D. Wilkie's. Messrs. J. C. and Grady Randall and Misses Eugenia and Pearle Ran dall spent Sunday with relatives near Lattimore. Mr. and Mrs. D. K. Randall and children, Louise and Mary Helen, of Forest City, were 1 visitors at Mr. J. T. Webb"s Sunday. Mr. L. D. Wilkie spent several days last week in Polk county visit ing his son, Mr. W. P. Wilkie and family. Mr. J. M. Biggerstaff and fam id Mr. Carl Biggerstaff and family were visitors atv Mr. S. C. Crawley's near Lattimore Sun day. Miss Mary Randall entertained a number of the young folks with an egg hunt Sunday afternoon. All had an enjoyable time. Master J. D. and Jennings Hardin, of Cliff side, spent Saturday night with their cousin, JMaster 'Dwight Biggerstaff. Mr. C. M. Harrill and family, of Henrietta, spent Sunday at the home of his father, Mr. C. B. Harrill. Those visiting Mr. L. D. Wilkie's Sunday afternoon were, Mrs. J. M. Brooks, Mrs. Lester Goforth and lit tle son, Joseph, Mrs. Kistle Brooks and little son, Gene, Mrs. Eulas Brooks and little daughter, Hannie Lou and Mrs. Oliver Brooks and lit tle son, Claudus. Mr. Tate Cooper and family, of BABY CHICKS White leghorns, Reds, Rocks, and Wyandottes, 12c and 14c each. Will sell any amount. Custom hatching, $5 trays of 132 eggs. FOREST CITY HATCHERY - Phone 255. P. O. Box 42 feel Dizzy?! Headachy, bilious, constipated? Take N? NATURE'S REMEDY—tonight. This mild, safe, vegetable remedy will have you feeling fine by morning. You'll enjoy free, thorough bowel action without a Bign of griping or discomfort. Only 25c. MaJce the test tonight— ! and Sold by All 3 Forest City Druggists. ! Morganton, and Mr. and Mrs. John Cooper, of near SaleiA, were visitors at Mr. W. P. Tate's last Sunday. Mr. Lawrence | Wall and family spent the week-end at Avondale with relatives. Special. Good coal at $7 per ton Let us make your delivery now Farmers Hardware Co. " J buy the same make of car Again ? 1 8 7rs,% of Buick owners \ tically nine out of every ten) I answer "yes"—a greater degree 1 . of owner loyalty than any other I«>afling make of car can claim. »» Owners know car value! Drive a Buick and experience the fullest f measure ofmotor car satisfaction j BUICK SEDANS $1195 to $1995 ' COUPES $1195 to SIBSO I SPORT MODELS $1195 to $1525 All prices f. o. b. Flint, Mick., government tax to be added. The GM-A.C. fiujtics plan, the most desirable, is available. ' • v/. Forest City Motor Co. Forest City, N. C. When better automobiles 'are built, Buick will build them Have Your Home. Interior Decorated _ By An Expert Decorator . For the Coming Spring We carry a complete line of Drapes and Curtains, Silks, Cretonnes, Silk Damask, Plush Velvet, Silk Curtain Materials, Fringe of all shades. We make up and install all jobs. • Call our interior decorator; he will be glad to figure on job. We figure on the smallest to the largest jobs. We also have a nice line of ready-made Curtains—Criss-Cross, Tie Back, Panels. Prices ranging from 95c to $6.50 pair. Carroll & By ers Co. "Better Merchandise for Same Money" FOREST CITY, N. C. / CARP OF THANKS We wish to thank the many friends for their kindness and assistance dur ing the illness and after the death • of our wife and mother." " J. C. HARRILL" AND FAMILY. Good coal at $7 per ton. Let us fill your bin today. Farmers Hard ware Co
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