St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1903-10-03
The Plot
That If allied

rOING to Canada are your
uasked young New York bust
ness man of friend about to set off
on his vacation the other day.
whereabouts in Canada are you 60
ing? To the Muskoka Lakes? Well.
If it's not too late should like to
sound note Of warning, for I've been
there, my boy. Since that summer I
have classified three things as dan
gerous to trifse with in my dictionary
-Muskoka, moonlight and Canadian
girls. l must tell you my experience
SO you can profit by it and be wary.
4 was there In August, and late in
the month. The girl who attracted
me had had gay summer and had
all the accomplishments of a sum-
mer girl in excellent practice, and
was, of course, as pretty as a picture
all Canadian girls are
There was another fellow there
COMPOUNDED Toronto bank clerk, l
think-and to my sorrow she seemed
to prefer him to me, laughing at my
swimming and padding, and telling
me was at my best in ballroom.
was not perfectly at home in canoe,
put made pretty good showing, I
thought, beside her precious bank
clerk. and at the rather scarce dances
we did have a pretty good time to-
gether, she and l.
And when she let me take her out
in the moonlight on Lake Rosseau.
with its dark pines against the sky
making the most romantic back
ground, she and in light canoe on
the ripping water, her little brown
head against my Yale cushion-wen,
my boy, you'll find out what it feels
like before you're many weeks olderor
I'm much mistaken. OF course, I
made fool Of myself-for any mans
q fool who persists as did with so
little encouragement, but we did have
a pretty nice time, only she would con-
tinue to laugh at me-
Time went ON and had only ono
day more to spend at the hotel.
Things were getting serious She was
offended with me for . faux pas had
made the day before, and evidently
meant to give me the cold shoulder
and it was my last day. l decided ON
action as absolutely essential to bring
things to q point, and after thinking
it over very deeply l decided that she
might love me if she could respect
and admire me more than she did
then. So l must compel this emo
ton. and how better. thought. than
by saving her life At the (apparent)
risk OF my own.
Now, am a good swimmer, though
not as fast as the other fellows up
there. who spend long summers on
the water, doubtless, which / have
never done. They called me Ferry /
boat and 'Molasses' when we all went |
swimming together So determined i
to give the lie to their odious epithets
and win my lady's gratitude and adj i
miration at one fell blow, by getting
her out in my canoe. upsetting us
both. and doing grand rescue act.
THE first and most difficult part of |
my plot was getting the girl to come
out with me at all, but by being very
pathetic about my last day man
aged that much and my courage rose. !
Where shall we go?' | asked.
when had her in neat, white dress
and sunbonnet in the bow of nv
canoe
Let us go to Port s. she re-
piled demurely. Il want to get a
Aim for my camera. Is that too far?'
Nothing could be too far to me
when you are with me- | answered,
mentally determined, however, that
our accident should happen before we
went half the five miles that lay be-
tween our hotel and Port s..
"She smiled q little, but her man
ner was still cool, and she allowed the
to languish as we came
out of the bay and turned westward
up the lake. Here there was quite 4
sweep, and the waves and wind were
dead against US, SO that had to pad
die my hardest to make the boat 70
against them. Suddenly she ex-
Let me help you.' and in
spite of my beseechings insisted on
turning round and padding, too. It
did make a difference, and we went
along beautifully after that, as her