Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1908-11-25
TIE IAN AND
I'VE GIRL

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The ulplen ibc stupid ions Tired
Of bHle tl'f uf hm was brown and
ny rfot hogrl wl,l nll sorts of golden
lisita md AIDES thrown Ia
sh locked from b. window ai the
broad vTaat Of water ~ the great
tees ard l.p green. r1 ng solitude Of
TIE nall Thcn she lnmpcd up and
started to lore away ne little jars
~ fo'tcl ham aad chicken, also the
man, toioicd packages Of crackers
and thc boxes of cheese AMI butter
At s.. she stood the ns1.ng rod In
co1te"ieHt tlaco near the door and
laughed happily
Il gtVgs we need not stsrye. doggle,"
she said
Then with Bruno at her heels she
walked to The river and united the
little red boat She pointed towards
the camp.
Guard It, Bruno" she called and
the dog sat straight and stiff u.On the
banks and watched her row swiftly
down the river
"Oh the glorious feed dom Of it ALI"
she cried Just Bruno and | and ma
ture; nature everywhere. No odious
summer man with his endless compli.
ments and"
With a start she paused, with her
oar raised. Directly in front of her
seated on a rock was the man The
man who had said the siliest things
of them all, the man who had-cared
She had cared, too-afterwards, when
ii was too late She had meant to
let him know that she cared-after
awhile, But he had taken her at her
word and there had never been an
little helpless laugh and faced him.
Tom Carruth pulled at the last rope
of his tent and then breathed great
sigh of contentment. He stroked his
gun fondly and flung fishing rod over
his shoulder. His cheel and eyes
were glowing with health and enjoy
ment and he squared his great broad
shoulders as he took in deep breaths
of the pure fresh air
This Is the life for mel" he cried,
as he rolled up his trousers and
strobe out into the water. Then seat
ing himself on a rock he started to
fish. A cloud came over his face and
he gazed moodily down into the wa
ter. He closed his eyes with a quick
sudden pain, for a picture of tall,
straight girlish form came before him,
of brown hair with bright CLEANS of
gold, then two merry eyes seemed to
mock him. He had loved her and she
had been playing, Perhaps it had
been an old game to her, but to him
1t had been very sweet and new.
Summer girls? BAH" he growled.
They are all the same with their
fluffy furbelows and their"
There before him in the boat stood
the girl. The girl who had worn the
fullest furbelows of them all, the girl
who had smiled and smiled until she
had worked herself into his very
heart. Then she had smiled again and
had-gone away. AS he looked, up at
her saw that she was still smiling
with a strange litle twinkle in her
eye.
She was dressed in a dark blue
sailor suit that revealed just a glimpse
of her soft white throat Her brown
hair was flying about her face and
her merry dark eyes sent a little
pang of remembrance through him.
'Grace," he cried.
Again she laughed, sort of a
frightened, guilty little laugh that held
a ring of gladness.
1T is no use," she said, "The world,
after all, is so very small"
Are you staying here, here in
Gray's woods?" he asked.
Il was staying here" she replied.
81 was going to remain all summer.
But now that you have come, l sup
pose must go tonight"
NO, no. he said, hastily, winding
up his reel. 81 will go, at once"
She was looking down at him visit
fully as she stood firmly poised in the
boat How his face broSght back all
that she had enjoyed and-suffered.
He sat there before her silent and
miserable, winding up his reel Then
suddenly he looked up at her and
something in her face sent the blood
leapiAg in his veins.
Grace" he said, in low, awed
voice, you care, you care after all?"
Why need you go?" he pleaded
with the audacity she remembered so
well. Further down the river is a
little stone church, and-and-"
She buried her burning face in her
hands. Then at last she looked up at
him, her eyes once more merry and
daring.
'Then-then-I must go back to the
camp and put on-a-white dress"