The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-06-29
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them over TO the island
i've got to tow some barges up
the river tomorrow the captain sad
but j amt got nothing TO 90 TO-
! day"
lhe little tug boat plowed tn. ough
1 water that was as smooth as mr.
ror Captain Green. az the Wheel,
1 threw occasional remarks as his
/ young passengers.
There amt much to see on the
island he observed, nut everybody
seems to want to go there.
Its the historical interest" Hell
en- Brewster told him. Somebody
said chat in the eaely days OF the
colonies Spanish vessel sailed
III ough the bay and up the river
and buried treasure on this very is.
land. And its there yet"
The captain laughed Il guess
every inch OF that island has been
dug up and nobody amt ever found
any gold
Wen it's fun to see the place
and dream OF what We might 10 If
we should find IT.
The young man looked at her
gloomily You are always thinking
Of what we would do il we had mon
\ ey, Helen"
She flushed. ~That's unkind !"
1 Her voice was low SO that the captain
did not catch her WORDS,
Are you going to stay?' he asked
as they neared the shore. Some
folks like to eat lunch and have me
! come back ior them
We didn't bring any lunch,' Xix
stated.
\ "Ylul find an old lady up there
Fin a little house the captain told
them. She keeps milk and ginger
bread and things
With this promise for future re-
freshments. his passengers Aaeidasl
10 stay over What time will you
come for us?" Kirk asked as they
landed.
About o'clock With snort
and much putting and blowing, the
little boat was Off
The island was place of pines and
] rocks and loneliness. They hunted
! TO. the little house and found the old
woman gone note stuck in the
old-fashioned lnocKer told them that
she would not be back until dark.
And here goes our lunch" Helen
complained.
Would it be stealing?" Kirk ques-
toned IF we broke in and took what
we wanted and left the money ON the
| tableg'
Well starye if we DON'T was Hell
ems answer
The door was unlocked, and in the
little kitchen they found eggs and
bread, spicecake and buttermilk.
If you build lire IN make you
IN omelet, said the girl.
If we could find the gold" Helen
said, what a wonderful thing 1t would
BEL Think what we could do with
it, Kirk"
Again her lover looked gloomy.
The gold Of this omelet suffices for
me, he said. With you as my wife
should be contended to live the
simple life. Helen. II would be love
in cottage, but it would be love-
"Of course" Her eyes flashed.
| You always take me so seriously.
Kirk
Ills voice was very low as he an
swered her y can never forget that
you gave up the propect for riches
when you consented to marry me,
Helen
! gayeup nothing"
But YOU love beautiful things-i
am afraid that my poverty will bring
YOU unhappiness."
1t was an old a agument out of which
lad come many disagreements. And
nov IT degenerated into quarrel
she accused him OF distrusting her,
ne retaliated that it was not dstrust
but lack OF confidence in his ability
20 make her happy
A quarrel Is never a pleasant thing
but II reaches the climax of the un-
pleasant when two persons are in a
place where they can not get away
from each other, and where there is
no one to relieve the strain of the
situation. The captain had said that
ne could not get back until evening.
Kirk SUGGESTED coldly that they
go down to the beach and watch for
the boat. Helen agreed. and they
went, knowing well their watch would
extend through the whole afternoon
The bay was ruffled by waves that
were tipped with whitecaps. Along
tne horizon was a dull bank OF clouds.
Helen shivered. Il wish the cap
tain would come, She said.
III YOU are cold you may have nv
coat. Kinks voice was cold.
Helen refused, but p. esently as the
storm increased suggested that they
80 back to tlre house. The sky was
dark with the gathering clouds, the
pines bent and moaned and the birds
swooped in for shelter.
Within the little house the air was
damp and cold Kirk lighted the
logs in the fireplace, and Helen warm
ed by the glow, offered overtures OF
peace.
How silly we are to get angry
over a little thing
But Kirk could not shake off the
dep ession that burdened him. you
are too fine and exquisite for any
thlng that can give YOU
| The compliment did not please her.
You think that | am just a pussy.
cat girl, made for warm hearth
stone" she accused him.
Once more they stormed at each
other while another storm ragged
without.
AT O'Clock they We're In the midst
Of a tempest which drove the waves
high and shook the little house. Sud.
denly Helen voiced fear which had