Mower County transcript., 1905-09-27


ing was one he never afterWard forgot.
1t was only one, for after that and dur
ing the entire meal her blue eyes were
kept yelled by their long lashes OF mod
estly directed elsewhere. .~: :
ITS charming spot down here" he
remarked soon after the neal began,
"and SO hidden that it is a surprise. 1
noticed the light as we came in, but
did not see the village"
":Waal, ye didn't miss anything,' re-
sponded his host. "None O. the houses
are much for style, an mebbe it's lucky
they're hid behind the rocks"
Il thought them quaint and comfort
able" observed Albert, "but what an
odd name you have for the place!
Why do you call it Saints Rest?'
"Chiefy cause none O. the people
have any chance to become sinners,
reckon" was the answer. "It's trife
lonesome in the winter, though"
Il suppose fishing is your principal
occupation here" continued Albert,
seeing that sentiment was not consid-
cred by Uncle Terry. "Your land does
not seem adapted for cultivation"
'There amt much chance for tillin','
be replied. The lands Wuss'n whar
I was brung up, down in Connecticut,
an thar we had ter round up the sheep
once a week an sharpen thar noses on
the grin'stun! We manage ter raise
'nough ter eat, though"
When the meal was over Uncle Terry
said: Its nice an cool out on the
rocks, an thar's some seats out thar.
If ye enjoy smokin' we best go out
while the wimmin are doin' the
Dishes"
The. moon that Frank had planned
to use was nearing it's full and high
overhead, and as, the two men sought
congeniality in tobacco out on that
lonesome point Albert could not curb
his admiration for the scene His Of
fer Of a cigar to his host had been ac-
cepted, and as that quaint man sat
quietly enjoying an odor and flavor he
was unaccustOmed to Albert said:
This experience has been surprise
to me from the moment l met you. l
had an ugly hours scramble over the
rocks and through a tangle Of scrub
spruce and briers until I was utterly
lost and believed this island an i'm,
passable wilderness. Then you came
along and brought me to one of the
most beautiful spots I ever saw.
should like to stay here all summer
and do nothing but look at this mag
nifcent ocean view and sketch these
bold Shores
'Do you paint picturs too?" queried
Uncle Terry, suddenly interested.
'"Tel!y's daft on doin' that, an is at
it all the time she can git" Then he
added with slight reflection of pride.
"Mebbe We noticed some O. her picturs
in the sittin' room?'
ST saw a lot of nictlres there" an.
sWe:ed Albert, but 1t was too dark TO
see them WELL l should like to look at
them in the morning."
yell hev plenty O. time,'' was the
reply. II must pull my lobster traps
fust. an after that III take ye iii i-iy
dory an Well go an find yer boat l
guess she must be lynn in Seal cove,
the only openin' 'twixt here an the
head she'd be likely ter run into"
"And so your daughter is an artist,
is she?' asked Albert, Indifferent now
as to where the Gypsy was or when
be was likely to return to her. HAS
she ever taken lessons?"
"No, it comes nat'ral to her," replied
Uncle Terry; ''she showed the bent O.
her mind fore she was ten years old,
l,nn' she's pestered me ever since fer gift
her canvas an paints 1an' sich. But
then, I'm willin' ter" he added in
tender tone. Telly's good GIRL, an
Lissy an me set great store by her.
She's all we've got in the world" Then
pointing to a small white stone just to
the right of where they were, he
added ssThar's whar the other ones
been layin' fer morn twenty s. -. y. y.
This one has grown to 81 sz