The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-07-31
THE EVENING STopY
PhIIlipa's Simple Life.
(By constance p,Arou Maoka,

And so you are going in for it in
real earnest, rusticity, breakfast
foods and all?" teased Keith Hilliard,
smiling as he spoke. FOR PhiIlipa
a person to conjure with She wore
an air OF fnality that Keith had never
| seen Defore, and in her dark eyes was
the gleam of an unalterabIe purpose.
h Inc 1ox OF chocolates that he had
Drought her remained unopened and
untouched on a table near by-a ST
/ heart.
| Even her house dress had touch
! of earnestness. The trailing, SHIN
mering gowns that had always seem
ed part and parcel of her personality
were replaced by gray homespun. Her
| nalr was drawn back smoothly from
her brow and coiled low on the back
from beneath the edge of her skirt
peeped forth pair of slippers with
low heels.
Life" said Phillipa. seriously. sis
altogether demoralized. We spend too
much time over fuss and feathers. We
are hampered by all this wave
of the hand included the unobtrusiVe
luxury of the Ramsay drawing room,
its books and pictures and rosily shad-
ed lamps. eff we had just the simple
necessities and no more, think how
quietly and sanely we should nve'
From this time on I am done with the
leave for the mountain camp where L
shall spend the summer with half
dozen people who share the same
point of view.''
billiards. lips twitched little.
isn't this rather-rather sudden ?"
he queried.
TITS none the less sincere return
ed Phillipa, spiritedly.
And that means you are done with
the city and the things of the city for
ever?"
Forever" echoed Phillipa, SOL
EMMY. ''Oh, Keith, think how beau
tiful it is going to be! Dawn and sun
set and storm and a glimpse OF the
stars through the open tent f1api And
to sit around a blazing fire and eat the
things prepared with our own hands!"
"And where do come in in this
new and splendid scheme? Am I new
er to see you again, or am I to sub
sist on letters?"
'If you would only join our col
ony." Phillipa glowed with enthu-
Richard Fenwick, and"
ut sounds alluring. But meantime
what would become of my clients?"
You could give up the law alto
gether," said Phillipa serenely. "and
become a woodsman."
This is only June. Perhaps I'll run
up two months later" said Hilliard,
lingering over his goodby.
dol" urged Phillipa, apparently
for her eyes had the far-off gaze of one
who was seeing visions.
1t was a clear morning on the first
of August that Hilliard walked briskly |
crest hotel to the lake and boathouse |
below, On one side stretched the vel |
vet expanse of the golf curse, where |
a chattering group were starting an |
early game: on the other was the ten
mis- court. the racquets of the players |
flashing in the sun. Sounds of Eff |
teen love!" reached Hilliard as he step |
ped into the launch that was waiting |
at the boathouse landing. He gave |
his directions and then settled back |
on the cushioned seat.
Camp Idle Ease was five miles |
away, at the other end of the lake, |
place rendered secluded by reason of |
its rocky approach, which required /
the GOODNESS and precision of a well |
trained boatman. The launch flashed |
the water at full speed, but |
not fast enough to suit billiards. i'm |
patience. 1t was weeks since he had |
had more from Phillipa than a hasty |
postal card and his blood raced at the |
thought of seeing her. AS the launch |
neared the landing. steered IN and out |
between the moss-greened powders, |
he scanned the shore for a glimpse of |
her. Some one in a gray walking skirt |
was STOPPING over smoldering fre:
She raised her head. 1t was Phillipa!
"Oh, Keith" she cried. you've
come at last!"
The hand she held out to him was
brown ard hard. The mark of burn
ran from wrist to elbow. She was
worn and thin. and a tiny furrow
showed between her brows. On the
ground lay pile Of pots and pans and
what seemed to be the charred re-
mains of a days baking. But Hilliard
ia ctfully ignored the signs. He chat
that had transDired since he and Phil
lipa had last met. 1t was only when
he mentioned that he was stopping at
the Hilicrest hotel that Phillipa paused
to refer to her present mode of life.
tits beautiful" she declared, in a
tone that held more of challenge than
of comment.
air is simply great! But where are the
others?" he asked. with a glance at
the seemingly deserted camp.
"Oh, two have gone for a walk, and
one to pick flowers, and two are writer's
and have a place where they work,
farther up IN the woods
"And one does the dishwashing and
baking and tends the fire." said Hill
lard, with a keen glance.
Phillipa flushed.
''To each his portion" she quoted
"And to some a triple portion! APP
oarently this is one Of the those camps
where there is one worker and five
began Phillipa.
Fart be it from metz said billiard
hastily. "By the way, the day after
tomorrow we're having a hop at the
lotel. It promises to be quite an
event"
sI suppose there are a lot of girls
here?" said Phillipa, bending to stir
he fire.
"Stunners!" cried Hilliard with en-
husiasm. "Weli, goodby, Phillipa.
I'm awfully glad you're SO happy, and
I'll see you soon again"
won't you stay for luncheon"
Urged Phillipa in a tone which implied
hat he had better not.
Thanks, no. I've got to get back.
sky looks as IL we might have bit
n q souall. doesn't it, All nrenared % {