The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1906-11-01


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There 1kaxe been men'r began
Irene l6ftlIy
Il suid the Inevitable man protest
ed jolly ';the man. the right and only
one. know there have been; WASH {
/ one OF them last yenr3 But. honest,
It viii 10 me world o. good to see
the right one come Along and have
both Of you girls fail in love with him
your tastes are 50 similar, you know. :
He lodged the cushion that wihizzed
frohi tho hammock IN his direction
Slexterously And then see the tumble
In girl loyalty. You WON'T speak to
each other, aud every time the other
one goes by with the inevitable man
the one that's frozen out viii say.
Cat"
Jolly. there IS a limit yo1 know
even 10 your imagination" Dorothy
Arnold rose from the hammoeIs and
stood moment her arms appraised as
she fastened In some refractory hair
pins Ibey were pretty arms. plump.
tanned and bare to the elbows 50
was their owner pretty-tle very pref
tIest girl at Northern Lights except
one, and that one her closest friend.
Irene Nethersby.
It was nearly month since the two
.Irls had come to tie inn at Northern
Lights to spend their summer vacation.
The Lights was not fashionable
resort, strictly speaking; Its guests and
their doIngs were not chrnnieled in the
Sunday papers. but to those who knew
and loved it IL had beauties far be-
you'd Newport or atlantic City. Perch
ed high on the pine crested blum over
looking tile sea was the Inn. Winding
woodland paths led to 1t from the
shore aud back III the hills were trout
brooks and deep glcns. Long before
the inn and lis satellite e0ttages had
been there The Lighthouse had held its
own upon tlie rocks of the blum, and it
was the light from its lamps which
had given the north point Of shelter
Island its name. Northern Lights
Il was an odd Summer crowd that
filed the inn students resting. stu
dents studying. people in seureh of
peace above alI-nud yet about these
stendy guests. who came year in and
year out. there played pcncually the
transient merry summer butterflies,
who me and Went with the weekly
Steamer.
Jolly Allan was Il permanent fixture
As son OF the owner OF Northern
Lights ut large he occupied a privileged
position. But even with Dorothy's dark
eyes gazing at him in naughty disap-
provaI he did not retract one word.
..,Tust waltz he said last year he
didn't come, but he will this time"
Arm in arm the two girls walked
leisurely down one OF the cliff paths
that led to the boat landing. Both
were tail, both slender and golden hair
ed MS sisters, but Dorothy's eyes were
lark and grave. and Irene's were blue
as the bIueDells that grew In the rock
erannIes Mt her feet. They were cous-
ms and college mates as well. Every
year only drew them nearer together
and nade their friendship more sure,
and with all their little love Affairs
there had never been shadow of
rivuIry.
Halfway down the blum the path
made turu, and rustic bench had
been built there. Kueeling on It. the
girls leaned their elbows on the back
and watched the White Queen steam
smoothly to the dock and dlsembark
1eF. IIsi1ol OiInln of city CleSeTtcrS
It was sunset. and the sea lay silent
md rippleIess, stained crimson and
purple from the suns rays. Most Of
.oad up to the Inn Only ono figure
anne toward them. a figure in gray
iannel. and as he came he whistled. |
rhe girls watched him idly, disinter- !
without moving from their pO-
sitfon. Men were common at the
evcnmen In gray fannels who
vhlstIed. But as he came mp the path
md faced them at the turn they real
zed TINT this nun was different. 1t
wasn't anything special about hIm-he
vas merely str;ipplng, healthy young
ter. clear eyed, clean shaven, with lips |
-eady to whistle or smile and brown
lair that waved above his tnnned fore
lead-but IT was the quick. frankly as
look In his eyes that disnrIned |
hem as he gmuced from one face to |
he other. look that spoke volumes,
nut volumes with a double dedication.
''Is this the right way to the nn?'' he
lsked.
Dorothy did not answer. After TINT
lrst look In the strangers eyes she 1
lad looked out at the crimson sen.
rene flushed slowly and pointed Ip