The newspaper., 1909-07-30

burned tree. eaten half through by the
| fire, had been pushed over against the
cliff by Blake and Winthrope. Both
had already climbed UP and now stood
on the edge of the cliff.
Hello, Miss Jenny" shouted Blake.
We've got here at last. Want to
come up?"
Not now, thank you"
Its easy enough. But you're right
| Try your hand again at the outlets.
won't you? While they're frying well
get some eggs for dessert. How does
that strike you?"
I'VE have no way to cook them.
Roast 'em in the ashes. So long!
Miss Leslie cooked breakfast over
the watchfire. for the other had been
l scattered and stamped out by the men
1 when the tree fell. They came back
| in good time, walking carefully, that
thcy might not break the eggs with
which their pockets bulged. Between
them, they had brought round dozen
/ and half. Blake promptly began
slowing all in the hot ashes, while
winthrope related their little adven-
ture with unwonted enthusiasm.
You should have come with US,
Miss Genevieve. he began. This time
Of day II is glorious on the cliff top.
| Though the rock is bare. there is fine
view"
Fine view OF grub near the end"
interpolated Blake.
"As, yes: the birds you must take
a look at them, Miss Genevieve, The
sea end OF the cliff is alive with them
hundreds and thousands. all hud+
died together and fighting for room.
| They are a sight. assure you, They're
plucky. too. II was well we took
sticks with us. As It was. one OF the
gannets-boobIes. Blake calls them
caught me a nasty nip when ! went to
! lift her OF the nest"
Best way Is to kick them Of" ex-
planned Blake. But the point is that
we've hoped over the starvation stile.
Understand, The whole blessed chr
end Is an omelette waiting for our pan.
Pass the ieopardettes. Miss Jenny"
when the last bit of meat had disap-
pcared. Blake raked the eggs from the
ashes and began to crack them, sol
EMMY smiling at each before he laid
IL on its leaf platter. Some were
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thrown away.
When Il was all over. Winthrope
contemplated the scattered shells with
satisfied air.
DO you know" he remarked. this
is the FIRST time I've felt-er-re-
pIenIshed since we found those cocoa
nuts"
How about one of 'em now to top
OF on" questioned Blake
Miss Leslie sighed. why did you
speak OF them7 am still hungry
enough to eat more eggs-a dozen
that is. II we had little salt and but
ter
And n silver cup and napkins'"
added Blake. About the salt. though.
well have TO get some before long.
and some kind Of vegetable food. 1t
won't 10 TO keep up this whole meat
menu"
~ only those little bamboo sprouts
were as good as they look-like kind
Of as asparagus," murmured Miss Leslie
"1've heard that the Chinese eat
them. said Wiuthrope.
They eat rats. too" commented
Blake
We might at least try them" per
sisted Miss Leslie.
How? Raw
Il have heard papa tell OF roasting
corn when he was n boy"
That's so: and roasting-ears are
better than boiled. Win. guess we'll
have a sample of bamboo asparagus
la Les-lee!"
Winthrope took the penknife and
fetched a handful of young sprouts
from the bamboo thicket. They were
heated over the Goals on n grill of
green branches and devoured half
raw.
Say" mumbled Blake. as he rum
mated on the last shoot. we're getting
on some for this smell hole OF coast
house. and chicken ranch and vege-
tables In our front yard. We've got
old Bobbie Crusoe beat. hands down.
on the start.ofY. and he with his shipful
Of stun for handicap"
"Then you believe that the situation
looks more hopeful. Mr. Blake?'
well, we've at least got an exten-
sion on our note for a week or two.