Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-11-03
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and flying fish, the low-lying Islands |
and their inhabitants, and the terri |
bic storm which sent their yacht |
scudding ON to the reef and destruc- !
ton; it is not much; he does not men |
ton himself more than once or twice, |
but the boy lies motionless, wrapped
in a delightful awe; and Jeanne
well. Jeanne silently watches the
handsome face, and drinks in the
deep, low music of the voice with the
thirsty greediness of her young
heart
Everything about this stranger, ~
ing cozily and naturally at her feet,
with his head resting on his arm, and
his dark eyes, now glancing into hers,
is strange and wonderful. The feel
ing that came over her last night
when he played that sweet music,
takes possession of her now. when
suddenly he stops, and says:
But / am firing your"
She starts with an unwonted dash
of color in her beautiful face, and
says, shyly:
Mono! l was listening. Please
go on"
But apparently he has grown tired
of his own voice, for he says:
well, that's all, think"
"Then let us make for the cove"
says Hal, with long breath of en-
ioyment. Were not going back, Mr..
Vape. The cove lies around to the
west"
1--WE have brought some luncheon, 3"
explains Jeanne. HAL always gets so
hungry"
"oh," remarks Hal, "only me. OF
course! and we generally run into
that little cove the"
"All right" says Vane. turning to
his sail, and presently, with master
full sweep, Jeanne brings the Nancy
Bell around, and they pass swiftly
into the sheltered nook.
Vernon Vane lowers the sail. seizes
the hawser, and jumping into the shall
low water, draws the boat onto the
sand.
Hal hands out a uggestiye-looking
basket, a. then Jeanne, standing on
tiptoe, prepares to leap but strong
hand is laid on her own.
you will get your feet wet" says
Vernon Vane, and this is not the
summer time"
And he lifts her by the elbows on TO
the dry sands.
Then Hal extracts from the square
basket first packet OF sandwiches,
then more slowly, and with some inn
portance, a tempting pie.
Which" he says, with a grin, 81
found straying about the pantry
There's bottle of caret for you, Mr.
Vane-Uncle John put it in with his
compliments-and there's a lump OF
cake for me. which | shouldn't have
got If aunt had guessed the pie was
in the bottom of the hamper"
Jeanne laughs as she spreads a
small cloth IN the pebbles.
Hal appears to be trying his hand
at the pirate and smuggling business
In real earnest" said Vernon Vane.
Yes. Ill take some pie, though the
receiver is as bad as the thief"
Jeanne also vouchsafes TO share
HAS spoils, and presently the sea.
gulls look down wonderingly at these
three young people who can sit and
eat their luncheon in the open air. as
If 1t were really summer time.
Hai is lot the only one who is
hungry, and fashionable belle
would have looked at Jeanne's hearty
lunch with wonder and envy. But
there is no London belle here. Hell is
too much occupied to pay any atten.
zion to any one but himself, and Yer
mon Vane Is the only one to criticise
.Je@ne's appetite, He, lying against
n rock, does watch her covertly,
watches her with enjoyment and ad-
miration which are something more
than artistic. Upon him falls the
spell OF which he was conscious last
night. Is it her beauty that moves
him SO. or her innocence and un-
'worldiiness? Should he, If h. were
to go back to the world which he has |
Soresworn forget her?
As he asrs himself the question.
Hal lays down the knife and fork and |
hooks around at the sea.
There's a stiff breeze springing !
up" he says. and it begins to feel
cold" I
we must be going" says Jeanne, /
looking up at the sky. which has been |
gradually growing overcast by little
feecy clouds
Empty dishes do not take long to
pack, and in a few minutes the ham
ger is on board; but while they have
been lunching the sea has been creep
ing upon them, and the Nancy Bell
lies in deeper water.
Jump Oh my back. Hal" says Yer
non Nane, and he deposits the boy on
the bow and comes back for Jeanne.
Jeanne looks at him and then at
the water.
Il viii carry you, he says.
She hesitates a moment. then he
lifts her as easily as If she were
child and strides toward the boat
For g moment before he sets her
tightly down in her place at the helm,
he pauses Jeanues arm is around
his shoulder, and her sweet, young
face is close very close to his. He
has not looked at that face since he