The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-05-14

/ n thousand acres of forest, more
I'M or less, which serve the pur-
poses of a back yard affords /
its guests, even if all its multitude of
rooms are occupied, at least one spot
for each visitor to regard as his or
her favorite nook. So large an extent
of woodland successfully defes land
scape gardening 1t insists on being
left alone, and its very immensely
raises a financial barrier against trim
" kept gravel walks. There were
plenty of landscape garden walks in
the immediate vicinity of the hotel,
trated into the woods, relapsing from
the civilization of beaten gravel into
a primitive thicket trail, which, how
ever, always led to some celebrated
bit of picturesqueness-a waterfall, or
pulpit rock outstanding like tower, or
the fancied resemblance of a human
face carved by nature from the cliff,
or a viewpoint jutting out over the
deep chasm of the valley, which usual
~ supported a rustic summer house or
pavilion where unknown names were
carved on the woodwork-the last re-
sort of the undistinguished to achieve
Immortality by means OF jackknife.
Dorothy discovered a little Eden OF
her own, to which no discernible COW
ert way led, for 1t was not conspicuous
enough to obtain mention in the little
gratis guide which the hotel furnished,
a pamphlet on coated paper filled with
half tone engravings and half extrava
CANT eulogies of what it proclaimed to
be, an earthly paradise, with the rates
by the day or week given on the cover
page to show on what terms this para
disc might be enjoyed.
Dorothy's bower was green and cool
and crystal, the ruggedness of the
rocks softened by the wealth Of foliage
A very limpid spring. high up and out
of sight among the leaves, sent its
waters tinkling down the face Of the
cliff, ever filling a crystal clear lakelet
at the foot, which yet was never full.
Velvety and beautiful as was the moss
surrounding this pond it was neverthe-
less too damp to form an acceptable
couch for a human being unless that
human being were brave enough to risk
the rheumatic Inconvenience which fol-
lowed Rip Van Wrinkles long sleep III
these very regions, so Dorothy always
carried with her from the hotel Il
featherweight, spiders web hammock,
which she deftly slung between two
saplings, their light suppleness giving
/ an almost pneumatic effect to this
/ fairy net spread in a fairy glen, and
here the young woman swayed luxu-
riouSly in the relaxing delights OF an
Incidence still too new to have become
commonplace or wearisome.
She always expected to read great
deal in the hammock, but often tie
book slipped unnoticed to the moss
and she lay looking upward at the lit
tie disks of blue sky visible through
the checkering maze of green leaves.
one afternoon, deserted by the latest
piece Of fictional literature, marked in
plain figures on the paper cover that
protected the cloth binding one dollar
and half. but sold ut the department
store for S1.0S, Dorothy lay half hyp-
Noticed by the twinkling Of the green
leaves above her, when she heard a
sweet voice singing a rollicking song
Of the civil war and so knew that
Katherine was thus heralding her ap-
proach.
when Johnny comes marching home
again,
Hurrahl Hurrah!
Wen give him a hearty welcome then.
Hurrahi Hurrahl
The men will cheer. the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out,
And wen all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home"
Dorothy went still further back int