The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1903-09-25
The Story of a
wild Adventure
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BY RALPH HENRY BARBOUR.
hIhIHEN you were a boy" asked
Wy Helen. thOughtfu1lv "did VOL

HEN you were a boy" asked
w Helen, thoughtfully, did you
ever imagine things"
"Eh?"
Ever make-be1ieve you were-what
you weren't, you know-Jack-the-
Giant-Killer, Fairy Prince, King
Arthur"
Il used to make-believe I was a To-
connective sometimes, and go choo.
choo, choo," replied with an effort.
"Oh!"
She seemed disappointed. I put nv
pipe back between my teeth and pulled
my cap further over my eyes, yet not
80 far as to shut her out of vision.
She was very lovely. She wore white
things. Her sleeves were rolled up to
her elbows-I could see the dimples oc-
casionally-and her hat, a broad, flap
ping thing of white cloth with a scarf
floating away from it, was getting
very, very wet from the water that
had splashed in the bottom of the boat.
Helen drew i'm her. line dreamily,
scowled ferociously at finding the bait
intact and dropped it back again into
the smooth green water. Then she
folded her wet. brown hands on the
gunwale and stared thoughtfully
across the harbor. She was very loves
ly. The sun made glints of copper in
her brown hair. Behind her, half
mile away, was the beach, golden in the
morning sunlight; above it the green
clad bluff, topped by the hideous,
yeranda-mad hotel. Over all was
cloudless blue sky. About us was the
sea, green around the boat, blue fur
Their away, shot with dazzling flecks
and burs of sunlight
From the beach eame the soft
hus-s-sh of the tiny waves. Altar of
a locomotive shrieked shrilly. Seven
silvery chimes floated across from the
cleaning white yacht in front of the
clubhouse. and were echoed over and
over by smaller craft. Under my head
the lazy swell Tapped sleepily at the
bow.
IL think you have a bite" said
Helen, doubtfully.
eyes, believe I have" I said.
Aren't you going to see?" asked
Helen.
closed my eyes negatively.
you're the LATEST man ever saw!"
she said.
''Not lazy; philanthropic. I am CIV
ing little fishie nice breakfast"
Helen watched my line. Present.
ly she sighed, cts all over"
l shuddered and closed my eyes
again. After minute or two the end
of the painter began to dig into my
back, and stirred uncomfortably and
looked at Helen. She was observing
me intently from two very wide open
blue eyes. She laughed softly.
II thought could do it," she tri-
umphed.
1T was the painter" denied, indig-
nantly.
Every WE'LL" she replied, soothingly.
Lets make believe"
GAIL right; 60 ahead"
She scowled until she had two
creases over her nose, and looked at
me as though I wasn't there: then she
said, I'VE are shipwrecked."
''The deuco!" said I.
"Yes: three days out from-from-"
morris Cove?'
Liverpool" she continued, frown-
Ing. I'VE ran into a terrible storm,
which dismantled u.s."
"Oh, we'll, we can do without man
tells" I. comforted.
Both masts went by the board and
the captain and second officer and the
entire crew were swept overheard in
heavy sea-" :,
shuddered. HE owed me three
dollars" mourned. @@%
HE was goddess man." said Helen,
severely. s@I&s$S$ sS~a ! . Z:
II beg your pardon?" 49,.
HE was q goddess man. He was
ah|ntoxicated at the time of the dis
aster. 1t was judgment" -.
1T was,a / affirmed. shook my
head sadly. Then I asked, ''Whaes
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