The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1908-03-17

quarters for you The Gliddens live
there, but rent out their ground, so
there will be no help even-just Gid
den and his wife; not a rural route de-
livery to break the monotony. l be-
lteve a peddler passes once year.
You can be lost to the world and, Ike
the little girl in the song, have nobody
nigh to hinder"
Murray, this place was made for
mer' calculated the young author as
the car swooped down upon white
house nestled among the trees.
Murray helped him carry his belong
ings into the big airy bedroom and
then returned to town, with curious
smile lighting his face.
The place proved ideal for Oryille's
purpose The farmer and his wife
were quiet people, little given to
speech. They never disturbed him
when he was at work even to the ex-
tent Of summoning him to a meal.
When hunger drove him from his work,
no matter what the hour might be,
food was prepared without an objec-
ton. A beautiful winding river with
incurving shores swept through the
farm, and here at eve Dick Orville was
wont to repair for inspiration. I'm
der these blissful conditions his ideas
developed and unfolded charmingly.
Then there came the inevitable ending.
81 am sorry" faltered his landlady
one morning, "but Hiram went to the
postoffice today, and he found letter
from young lady in the city. She Is
an artist and wants to come here to
paint and to be alone"
"Well, write to her that she can't
come" replied Orville quickly. "I'll
pay you double
ats too late" said Mrs. Glidden.
s'You see, the letter was written week
ago. We don't get our mail only once
in awhile She said if she didn't hear
to the contrary she'd come today. But
I'll try and find her another place near
here. The Aliens take boarders. / may
have to keep her overnight If she
comes. Would you like to hear her let
terY'
Before he could politely decline this
DTOucI Nib. 0l1l2hCA DS6fth ~ ANSA~- 49,
letter, which was girlishly written. She
said that she longed for place where
she could be quiet, some place that was
remote from neighbors, where she
could paint and dream at will; that
friend in passing the Glidden farm had
thought it would be just the kind OF
place she craved and had written her
about it.
Some of Orville's irritation vanished
upon hearing the letter. There was
note of appeal in it, reflection of his
own mood, that touched him.
"She evidently Graves solitude as
much as l do and so she will avoid
me-" he thought.
1--WE might try 1t, Mrs. Glidden," he
proposed, land if | find her presence
interrupts my work IN any way we can
ask Mrs Allen to take her In. They
have other boarders, and imagine she
wouldn't get the quiet there that she
so evidently wants. I'll tell you what
III 90. I'll move my writing table and
books and things down to the little
cabin on the river bank and do my
work there"
He proceeded to carry out this plan
and remained in his new quarters the
rest of the day. 1t was dusk when he
came to the farmhouse for something
| to eat
"She's upstairs volunteered Mrs.
Glidden. "She's awfully young and
pretty. 1 told her l had a gentleman
boarder who came here to be alone,
and she said she wouldn't disturb you
in the least"
But Oryille wasn't interested in hear
ing of the newcomer His mind was
Intent on complicated situation in his
book, and he paid no heed to what his
landlady was saying.
Three days and nights interviewed
without an encounter Of the two would
be hermits Once Orville came upon an
easel down in the orchard. He paused
before it for some time. lost in admit
ration of the talent displayed. Then he
walked on to the river. That night he
was unable to write. Memories he was
striving to stife were awakened by
the bit of landscape he had viewed.
The next morning as he was seated
at his writing table in the cabin max
ing heroic efforts to concentrate his
thoughts on his work, he heard the
sound as of some one running. he
went to the door and saw young girl
carving a tin pail filed with artists
materials running toward the cabin IN
great alarm.
"Oh," she gasped, with half sob.
save me. He'll follow me in hereP
In an Instant Orville's strong right
arm was about her shiverlng form.
"Kathie Would l let any one or
Ianything harm your
She lifted a white face,