The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1908-12-08

I'm GOING TO FINISH OUT THAT PRO
PosAL," HE DECLARED.
passed the can buoy on the outer
legde when there was an ominous
coughing of the exhaust.
Immediately it grew spasmodic and
seemed to take afhalf hearted, despair
ing note Then it ceased altogether.
and with this cessation the little craft
lay helpless on the long swells coming
In from the bay.
Countless precedent cases had taught
Goodhue what to do. He pulled off
his coat, caught up a wrench and at
tackled the engine, not without GER
tain grim wrath.
At the end of half an hour, despite
all his art and all his mad efforts with
the wrench, the engine, beyond few
derisive, choking puffs, refused to re-
spond.
Goodhue hurled the wrench angrily
into the locker, shook a vindictive fist
at the balky machinery and delivered
himself of his opinions concisely and
forcefully.
Then he looked despairingly at the
SAIL momentarily growing smaller to
the eastward and ruefully surveyed
the blue streak of shore behind him.
not without certain poignant longings
for breakfast.
All his labors had merely succeeded
in getting him stalled here in the mid
die of the bay. He grunted his dis
gust. tied his handkerchief to a boat
hook as an improvised signal of dis
tress and set it up in the stern. Then
he stretched himself upon the cush-
ions and calmly went to sleep.
He was awakened by ripping laugh
ter. He jumped up to find close along
side a knockabout with it's sail rafting
sharply as 1t headed into the wind. By
the tiller was Helen Caverly, her eyes
sparkling as she took in his plight.
Goodhue struck melodramatic atti-
tude, one hand on his forehead, the
other at his throat.
"Helpp' he cried, nodding toward his
distress signal.
The girl laughed again.
what on earth are you doing out
here so early in the morning7'' she said
mockingly. care you aware that it is
but a trifie past 10:30T
'I am pursuing you" said he, "or.
rather, I was pursuing you until this
this uncomfortable engine went back
on me-"
@And why were you pursuing meT'
"I wanted that sail you promised
me this morning"
ST waited for you until long after g.
Goodhue grinned sheepishly. IL
OVERSIGHT" he confessed lamely. "Then
when 1 got down to the pier and found
you gone l started out in the power
boat-without any breakfast"
what noble self sacrificeT she
Knocked.
"And I'd have caught you, too, but
for that engine. 1t always breaks
down when you want it most. How
ever. you've seen my plight and come
alongside, and that's the main thing
after all. We can have that sail now
can't we?'
..Do you think she deserves itT
Cranky, don't, but I'm going tt
trust to your generosity"
She looked at him doubtfully for
moment. "Of course" she said a
length. 81 can't desert you like this
helpless as you are upon the high seas
Come aboard. III tow you back. YoJ
must be very hungry by this time"
Goodhue caught up, the boat hook
pulled the power boat alongside thu
knockabout and scrambled over he
rail. In a moment the painter wa
fast. and, towing the helpless craft be
hind her, the knockabout was headed
shoreward.
The girl held the tiller. GOodhu
sat down beside her.
at was particularly anxious to com
out sailing with you this morning,
said he.
80 it would SEEM" she observes
dryly.
There was a very particular reasol
why | shouldn't miss it." he went o.
placidly, ignoring her tone. Il wante
to finish out what was saying to 20
night before last on the Gregory'
piazza when that idiot Of a Benso
came out and interrupted us"
A wave of color surged into the girl
cheek. Her nose went up in the air
fraction of an inch