The Vinita daily chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1902-1913, 1907-09-21


I fhe month uf Nay q e the iaires'
spot on Long Island. ihen it e ir ihe
first glory ~ iis brilliant Eerdure and
the soft blue SKY above and ita blue
reflection ID the nafer oelow presents
. picture Of such exquisite beauty and
rerose that few br1HheE could o. z
Justice on canvas AT Prospect. fac
ink the hay. stands Z Queen Anne cot
fage with many hanging balconies
and standing on the na0st eeFie one
are two young women u the nine
teenth century uifra-fashionabie type.
fhe smart cut d their cloth frocks
suggests Redeem. and their fine
bearing and conscious worth the
thoroughbred. Il Is about ten O'Clock.
Its all very lovely and peaceful
and serene. Lis. says the younger
Of the two girls. with q little weary
sigh But ] like II better ID Aug
ust. when the bay ~ thick with yachts
and r0wboats III fact. 70 be- sincere
with yon. II has about IS festive an
appearance nov as the Desert q Sa-
hara, and I think We were downright
daft 70 leave town 10 early this sea
son.
n am really sorry for you. Bertha.
replies the other. with an amused
look III her fine eyes Let Us give
the Pixie her first sail this season;
she VIII help 20 iiyen W The BAY for
you
The grieyed look III Bertha's eyes
gives way 10 radiant delight a. her
sistefs proposition. and 10 gay spir-
ia they leave the balcony and are
soon on the pier ID their white fan
mel yachting suits and tarpaulin hats
u ne lannty sailor cut
Lilly il The skipper. and Bertha the
deck hand as her sister calls her
her duty aboard ship being TO tend
the centerboard hold the sheet rope
when occasion demands. shift the bai
last and make herself generally use
full.
There Is scarcely a ripple % the
ba3s and The half dozen iImy clouds
hava nov lost themselves in the blue
esher
The breeze is steady and gentle
the girls keep up a rattIing chatter ai
first but the utter peace and quiet
seems 70 have a subdued effect. and
soon the only sound heard II that Of
the water as the Pixies sharp bow
softly cuts through Il.
They sail on. but IL Is not long be.
fore me sail rremblcs and the eddy
that closes behind the boat Is hardly
perceptible. Bertha. says Lily. at
last, I've arc going 70 be becalmed
there is scarcely breath Of air"
Don't mention anything 50 mon
strouglr cried Bertha. dropping the
book she had been reading and now
fully alive to the situation We shall
simply broil standing still in this hot
sun. Why. there's Robins island;
cannot We make It before the wind
goes altogether"
Not unless we row: and even then
am sure you viii not care to land
there"
I'VE may as well row 10 the island.
after all. says Lily. presently. look.
ing wistfully al the trees. There are
probably no men there as early as
this, and we can rest IN the shade
until the wind comes up"
SO they took the brass-tipped oars
and rowed toward the shore II looks
very cool and inviting
Robins island is owned by club
Df New York men, and is hunting
ground. there being on II fine pre-
serves OF quail etc.
This is almost an adventure.
pants Bertha. as she removes her hat
and brushes her damp bang of her
forehead.
"Hushl" suddenly cries Bertha.
holding up warning finger TO her
sister. who sits some distance from
her. with her head leaning against the
trunk Of tree She listens intently.
turning her head pertly on one side
like bird and then says. In a stage
whisper Would not it be too un-
utterabiy terrible. II there should be
any men here Lily2 am sure I
heard something Ike footsteps way
back in the woods"
Your Imagination is too active for
comfort. Bertha If you did hear any
thing. IL was probably a rabbit: these
tail bushes are an effective screen for
as. even If amy genus homo should
be abroad which Is unlikely. Now
please do not speak 20 me for ten
minutes ] am too tired TO even
think" she closes her eyes and Ber-
tha creeps over TO her and rests her
head in her lap.
There IS a crashing ia the bushes
not far from the girls, who have been
rudely startled from their short nap.
and they look with blanched faces ia
the direction of the sound Then
deep voice suddenly calls out
Hello. Ehngham oh, ] say, come 1
herei'
There Is another crash in the Z
bushes, then another voice exclaims /
tones of astonishmenti
"By Jovel it's the Pixie: II must \