The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1901-01-12

To Edward singeton's utter aston
ishment, after an hours brick walk he
| realized that not only had he lost the
government road, but that he was in
the trackles forest, with nothing to
guide or direct him out of it, Ned
stopped, laughed grimly and cursed
himself for an unmitigated fool in at
/ tempting the proverbially misleading
short cut. 1t was too cold to stand
there, so he went rapidly forward.
There must be some sort of habita-
ton between here and the Atlantic
said Ned after very long and silent
tramp.
AS if in answer, faint glimmer
greeted him from afar. With light
ened spirits he strobe on an, approach
ing, found it to be a streak of CLEAN
coming through the disJointed door Of a
hut Rapping sharply he asked who
was within.
dead silence answered him Call
ing again, with an imperilous rattle,
he proclaimed his pacific intentions, his
desire for information or a nights
lodging, supplemented by hint of re-
ward but with no better success. Sup
posing the hut deserted, Ned gave the
door wrench and throwing 1t open,
stood dumfounded at the spectacle
within.
A young and lovely girl, richly dress
ed, CHASTITY with fear stood by rude
table on which lay heap of crimson
holly berries, while a candle burned be-
side them.
Glen and Ned gazed at each other
'I-a--beg- your-pardon" was all
Ned could manage to say under the
spur of the dilemma,
Clients inheritance of pluck and Of
merriment under the direst conditions
came to the fore, and, the popularity
of the situation striking her with
been forcefulness, flood of color rush
ed to her face and half smile brought
out it's bewildering beauty.
PLEASE come in" she said, with a
simple directness.
II got lost in the woods and stumbled
accidentally on this hut, | am glad to
say"
Il am lost Also explained Ned, put
ting down his handbag. II attempted
a short cut through the woods and here
am
They laughed, and Clients terrors
vanished like mists before the rising
sun.
ALLOW me to introduce myself" said
Ned. sitting on the bench, while Glen
sat on the pine needles, after they had
run over their mishaps.
You need not" said Glen. you are
Ned, and l am Glenn"
you are Clem?" repeated Singleton
in blank establishment.
why shouldn't 1 be?" asked Glen,
nettled
Because you-are-so"-
"Well?" said Glen, with simple
II will tell you tomorrow" Ned said
hastily,
I'm the meantime how are we to get
homer" asked Glenn distresfully, a re-
membrane Of her fathers anguish
to her.
Ned bit his lip, for it was certainly
more than he could say. To plunge
back in the forest would be an act of
sheer folly, and to wait there with Glen
was equally impossible.
"You are tired" he said at last, gen.
tly, but firmly. You must lie down on
those pine leaves and let me cover you
with my overcoat. I'll build a fire out |
side and watch until DR. Randolph |
comes, for of course he will search |
through the woods for you"
Nor would he be gainsaid. Glenn was
forced to admit, now that her fears were
hot CHI FOL
spent. Sinking on the soft basamic /
caves and covered with Ned's overcoat, |
which he wrapped around her with
nasterful obstinacy, unheeding her re-
Glenn soon fell into a pro-
'ound sleep, while Ned paced back and
'orth outside, smoking and replenish-
ng the fire he had lit 1t was it's
glare, a long. distance off, which guided
Dr.. Randolph to the hut some two
hours later
Good in heaven! he exclaimed when,
shaking him violently by the hand, Ned
ed him to the door and showed him
Glenn, sleeping TRANQUILITY with her great
punch of holly berries by her
1t was only five mile drive back to |
Dr.. Randophs house. Nance greeted
hem with an explosion OF tears, JOY and
approaches.
Come, come" said the doctor, I'M
orking a bottle, while Glenn gayly
hating, was covering the table with
Solly and corunna berries.
Here's to you, Edward Singleton, for
aving Clem's life!"
Here's to you for bringing me and
ny holly berries homen said Glen,
While the hot snipe were being put on
he table.
Here's to a glorious New Years."
aid Ned, land to my life's happiness
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