The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1906-11-06
3 No 5
Trespassing
By lola FORESTER
Copyright, 1906, by Ruby Douglas

short In the middle of the road and
stared at the objects in the shade of
the naples. There were two-that. is,
two as main points of interest. One
was large red automobile. The other
was young man lying comfortably
OH the front seat of the red automo-
bile, fast asleep. incidentally, even to
the lay eye of inexperience, there was
Enthusiastically something the matter
with the red automobile. 1t was lop-
sided, and the front part-Sue didn't
know the technical term-but the main
front part appeared to be dislocated.
1t looked like toy tin auto that had
been stepped on.
But there was nothing the matter
with the young man. He was sleeping
peacefully, calmly, his knees elevated
tentwise, his arms folded like a slum-
bering brave in effigy on his breast,
and Sue laughed softly to herself and
looked up and down the road.
1t was deserted. Between and 7
hardly any one ever passed along the
shore road. 1t was the dinner hour
up at the inn. And people who knew
what they were about never took the
shore road, anyway, not with red auto
mobiles. 1t was a short cut, of course
to the inn, but primarily-a legally
it was a private road leading to the
Varian estate, and to Hartley Variants
mind the only blot on the fair face Of
nature in the summer time We're sum
mer boarders and red automobiles.
Suddenly the young man moved rest
lessly. Mosquitoes were plentiful in
the shade of the naples. He sighed
opened his eyes, caught sight Of the
and sat up.
HAS he got backT'
The question was one of dazed con-
Germ. Sue returned his stare with
grave interest.
II don't know what you mean You
have had some accidents?
Some accidentr The young man
became troubled and explosive 1--WE
came mighty near killing ourselves and
smashing the machine to splinters over
hat-that-rope. Didn't you see the
roper"
"A roper Miss Variants tone was
mild and sympathetic.
stretched across the road on pur-
pose, and we rode bang into it. Will
son, that's the chauffeur, has gone
somewhere to get help. We missed the
road a few miles back"
Were you hurtT
"Just a little jolted l presume the
owner Of the rope hoped for funerals''-
There was a funeral here a few
days ago" interposed Miss varian
gently THAT is why the rope was
put up, l believe, to turn back any
stray autos and prevent any more fu-
nerals. A red one ran over a calf
"Calf?
at was pet calf" resumed Miss
varian firmly, land it was with its
mother. 1t had perfect right to ram
BILE along this road and automobiles
haven't It's a private road Didn't
you read the sign on the stone gate
posts as you came imp
1.-THE sign said simply: NO Trespass-
ing. Tramps and Dogs Keep Out I'm
neither a tramp nor a dog, so came
in"
"Well, the rope wasn't stretched for
tramp or a dog"
The trespasser was silent for the first
time. Climbing out of his machine, he
strobe over to the cart and looked up
at the girl in it. She was young, about
seventeen, he thought. Her waist was
a white linen boylsh affair that very
young person might be expected to
wear, with plain turn down collar and
short sleeves. The white linen skirt
was short, too-ankle length. He could
see the low heeled tan oxfords. And
her hair was braided and wound
around her head like a misplaced aure.
ole that had slipped down. Worse
than all, she was laughing at him. he
knew 1t when he saw her eyes.
When he spoke again 1t was with a
less obvious reference to his own
wrongs.
Can you tell me where 1 ann"
"Seven and a half miles from Glen
more. You missed the main road about
two miles back. This leads to the Va
rian house"
But that's where l want to goT ex-
claimed the young man. 81 thought
Wilson was making for the inn. | am
bound for Varian's place."
''Then why did you come in an auto.
mobile? Don't you know Mr.. Varian
personally"
Haven't seen him for years. He
must be jolly old beggar to judge
from the rope-real sweet, neighborly
disposition, hasn't hep
81 think he was perfectly right and
justified" said Miss Varian, with sud
den naughty defiance. sit was the
dearest little calf, and it belonged to
me-"
The young man began to smile, smile
in gradual dominance of the situa.
ton 1t was a smile to resent, because
it showed premeditated triumph and
foreknowledge. But it improved him.
Even with the dust Of the road overlay-
ing the tan of his face and the general
disheveled condition of his makeup the
smile was frank and friendly and alto
gether desirable
"I'II bet forty-seven dollars and two
cents that you're Susie" he said hap.
PLY.
Miss Varian tucked ii her side locks
| deity, loftly. They were darling siSs
locks. curly. tantalizing wisps Of loose
sunshine that knew their business ani
escaped from the side comb whenever
there was a propitious moment
'My first name is Suzanne" she said
mo, sir, it isn't; it's Susie, and you
hair used to be red. Remember the day
you climbed our wall and tried to ge
up in the big apple tree after black
birds nest told you was there? An(
your foot caught, and you tumbleC
| down, and / had to climb up and TAKE
your shoe off before you could get you
( foot out Of the cleft in the trunk. d.
you remember, Miss Susie Freshie?"
He was laughing now, laughing wick
| eddy, joyously. Miss Varian blushed
hesitated, caught the merry gaze of til,
brown eyes of the trespasser ant
laughed too.
81 remember. You did use to call ms
that, didn't your
"And it fits you yet" he retortet
calmly. ANY one who'd sit and gloa
over poor stranded, wrecked devil fol
the sake of an idiotic calf is nothing
but fresh kid I'm going to ride hom,
with you, Sue. Sit over on the othe
side and give me those reins."
Il shall drive began Sue resolute
ly, but the reins were taken from her
Down the road figure was coming
and they waited. 1t was Wilson. the
chauffeur.
Its all right Bob" he called. 81