St. Johns review. (Saint Johns, Or.) 1904-current, 1910-10-07

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of fact, shall enter the house nov
and give my credentials afterward.
He stretched forth hand to the knob
Helen tossed aside the shawl anC
swung out of the hammock. Her lef
hand grasped Farmer Blake's can,
and hled II across the door, bracini
herself against It. Her injured foo
barely touched the floor.
Don't you dare TO touch that cane,
she cried.
His low laugh defied her. sort o.
enter II you must. but It will be
across my dead body'-is II really
worth all this fuss7" A little angry
light cleaned in his blue eyes and
he took the cane and very gently
withdrew It from her grasp.
With a cry of pain Helen tottered
and her weight falling on her sprain.
ed ankle crumpled her into a white,
motionless heap on the floor.
"Oh, by Jovel What have done
now-I didn't guess the child was
hurtl Plucky little glrll" He bent
down and lifted her carefully into the
hammock. Gee. a spralned ankle
no wonder she tainted away"
He picked up the bottle Of lime Juice,
eyed It critically and then poured
some on n handkerchief.
He mopped her forehead with the
sticky mess and some OF It's pungent
Juice trickled into her eye and
brought her to consciousness. He
poured out n glass of water and he'd
Il to her lips.
I'm very sorry-you see. didn't
know you had n bad foot. Do you
feel better now7" He replaced the
glass on the table and leaned against
the porch pillar, looking down at her
with friendly eyes. Helen with a
swift upward glance noted that the in
truder's face was not a villainous one;
Indeed. there was an air OF engaging
frankness about the dark blue eyes.
What makes you do III" she asked
suddenly.
do what7"
"Burgle for living. IT'S so
wrong. you know. A man az big and
strong as you are should work"
A quiet smile curved his lips. But
you see do work. Al a matter OF
fact I'm a jolly old grind-you see
I'm doctor-interno at the Civic
hospital and"
You must know Mira. Blake's SON
oh, dear. Of course you are Jack
Blakol" Holen's face was crimson
now.
at your service he said. with
sweeping bow.
You can't blame mo for the mis-.
take" returned Helen sauoily. You
certainly arc suspicious looking
character"
He glanced down at his dusty blue
clothes aud rumpled his hair into
worse untidiness. Il don't know
what's got into tho villagc-not n
vehicle OF any sort at tho station nor
on the road. Lost my straw hat
climbing a fence and a hungry COW
bit into tho crown. no let her have |
tho rcat Of Il. It's n hot. dusty walk !
from tho station 20 Locust farm
three milesl" He looked appcalingly |
at the lime Juice. and at Helen'a
quickly voiced invitation ho prepared ,
himself n cooling drink.
"HRve somef" he asked. holding out
The glass.
"No. thanks. I'll Just remove this
from my face and then you may share
my lunch. Everybody's gone 10 the
and was keeping house
alone.-
II forgot 20 explain that wanted
10 get IN and surprise mother; she
wasn't expecting me until next week"
He brought her basin OF water from
he kitchen and a clean towel and
watched admiringly as she removed
ho traces OF his restorative
rs lime Juice one OF your rene
iiesg" she asked.
Il use whatever IL at hand-you
lhould be thankful II wasn't Ink"
Il am" said Helen demurely.
Now. let us have luneh-your mother
ias prepared a picnic basket for me-
,ut wait-you viii want 10 Join the
'lambake They were 10 serve II at
me o'clock. and II you hurry you will
20 In time. know they left Brownie
n the stable. and there is the beach
art"
No. thanks" said Dr. Blake with
EMPHASIS. We'll have our plcnio
lere. and then perhaps when II is
ooler l may drive you down TO the
beach so we may come with the
olks. I've been TO plenty OF clam
,akes-but this is the first time"
ie did not finish the sentence nor
I'd Helen need any explanation OF his
neaning. In silence he deftly laid the
title table for two and then sitting
own smiled across It's breadth,
We'll. INSTRUMENTATION
"oh. forgot-rm Helen Rogers.
We've been here since June. Mother
ays she shall come every summer"
"And your"
Il suppose ! shall. too"
I'm sure you will." said Dr. Jack
! his slow drawl. There was strength
nd purpose and an underlying tone 4
I authority In his voice; the color
ickered In Helen's cheeks and her I
yes evaded his and looked over into
he sunlit fields.
But wherever she looked she saw
othing else save the deep. steady
lance OF his friendly eyes. so her
lance wandered back 10 his and met
is smiling gaze.
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,ot. the mothers carrying their
abies, Eastern-fashion. across their
Ips, the fathers loaded with their