The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1910-06-15
THEY WENT
ROWING

us wants to go rowing, Tommy"
called one pretty young woman OF the
group Of three.
Tom Hurd looked up from the camp
fire with comical expression OF
depreciation. But, Marjorie, ! can't
take you now" he said. I've got to
tend to this cooking. Wouldn't after
supper do?"
Didn't say we wanted you to take
us rowing. Tommy. Much as we en-.
JOY your society, 1t isn't required this
time. All We want is TO have you get
that heavy old boat into the water.
and then Wen row We know how
Sure you do, MarJorie?"
OF course. I've rowed Just mil
lions Of times"
Marjorie gathered her dainty skirts
about her and looked down on Tom
with the pretty pout that had won her
checkered way through life SO sue
cessfully.
Tom rose to his feet. In a moment
the ldler was out of the boathouse
and run down to the water. The girls
gathered around him. expectant.
'Me--me--me for the front end"
sQuealed Gladys. with a fash OF
bronze shoes and pink petticoats. as
she skipped nimbly across the seats.
assisted by Toms long arm.
I'll go In the back" said Marjorie.
hesitating on the string piece
Il thought you were going to row.
commented Tom.
"Oh. yes! You row, Margie," pro.
tested Gladys Il can't and Sybil
doesn't know how. You used to row
up at the lakes"
We'll, all right 90. how 1t wiggles,
l shall fall, know / shall! Tommy.
BE careful! Oo"'
And I'll steer" said Sybil, languor.
ously descending into the cushioned
stern seat and picking UP the tiller
lines with an air.
What do | do now, Tommy" asked
Marjorie.
Put your oars into the rowloeks
and pull while push Off" he OK.
planned as a small wave broke over
his tan shoes.
"Rowlocks? Oh. these things like
parentheses! All right, You do 1t
like this, don't your" and Marjorie
nearly capsized the boat with a Wig.
orous sweep
That's fine--but wait TIL you're of.
Now--sit Tight"
An incoming wave broke as Tom
pushed them off. and the three girls
shrieked In unison. Marjorie made
mad gesture with the oars and caught
two crabs. Another wave. evidently
the wash of a distant steamer, rolled
In and slowed the Idler sidewtae
"Oh, girlsl Look where we're go
Ing! Oh. that horrid wave! Oh. Tom
myl"
why don't you go ahead. Mar.
jorie?" asked Gladys.
Il am-but the boat won't. | won
der II I'm doing 1t right2"
"Pull on your right oaar, Marjorie"
protested Tom from the shore. mo.
the right one-right, right! You're
pulling on the left one. Marge. For
goodness sake get her aroundw
We'll. I've been pulling on II for
hours and 1t didn't make US move a
speck." retorted Marjorie.
You're pulling on the left oar. Pull
on the right and you'll go ahead"
"Oh, how silly! So have. There!"
Correct Now keep straight ahead
and use both oars.
Marjorie pulled on both oars, but
made the little mistake of backing
water, and the Idler serenely pro.
ceeded back to the beach, stern first.
while all the youngsters on the beach
booted and Tom danced helplessly on
the sand. With q soft bump the Idler
grounded on the sandbar and stuck
fast.
"oh, Tommy. What'll do? can't
get US off" walled Marjorie, making
feeble prods with her oar.
Come and rescue us!" cried Gladys.
"Oh. do! That would be exciting"
drawled Sybil. looking around with a
smile.
4 can't get It off" walled Mar
torie again.
There was nothing else to be done.
Tom waded out IL feet, sacrificing HIS
Immediately creased trousers and tan
oxfords, and showed while Marjorie
pulled, incidentally hitting him on the
shin with an oar blade.
Now pull straight ahead" he said
CURLY. sending them into deeper wa.
ter with final lab. ta.
The Idler began to progress In ls-
inch jerks Disgustedly Tom waded
back to the beach. poured the water
out OF his shoes and discovered that
bis batch OF biscuits we're burned to
q crisp. Muttering something under
his breath. he got out the -four sack
and proceeded to stir up another pan
full.
Out at the end Of the pier Marjorie