The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1910-10-25
TWO IN A
GALE
The Results We're Pro-
pitious
By CLARISSA MAcKIE
Copyright, 1910. by American Press
Association.

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The mountains lifted blue green
SUBMITS to the soft blue skies, and
their shadowy slopes were reflected In
the cool depths of the lake at their
feet In the two stored pavilion that
| overhung the sheet Of water three
young men watched the hotel bus roll
ing up the incline to the many win
dowed hosiery perched on the eastern
mountain.
Dick Fancher lifted pair Of field
glasses to his eyes and scanned the
tiny objects emerging from the, bus.
"Girls, girls, everywhere, and not a
man in sight," he misquoted complain
ingly.
Lester Pennington leaned back in his
chair and yawned widely; then, as If
suddenly reminded Of something Inn
portant, he jumped up and found a
seat on the railing.
"Did you see the masculine young
woman that came with the Bowker
party? ?" he asked, with animation.
They nodded assent.
Say" he went on. tell me why
good looking girl will get herself up to
look like a half baked dude? Did you
note the dinky panama hat, the stiff
collar and four-in-hand tie, the white
shirt waist and black cutavFay coatf
Who could make love to a girl of that
sortY'
II couldn't" said Dick bluntly. "Tm
fond of fluffy rufly. lacy sorts Of
girls
$50 I've observed" chuckled Billy
Satterly. knocking his pipe against the
railing.
you haven't expressed your opinion
of the mannish young woman. Billy"
suggested Pennington.
MAILS in. Are you chaps going up
after our share?" asked Satterly ir-
relevantly.
''Going after our own letters; then
we shall sit on the piazza with the
Bowker girls. Come up and get your
own mail, you lazy beggar." Penning-
ton poked Billy suggestively as he saun-
tered past. Come on. Dick Perhaps
we can ring in game Of tennis. So
long. Billy boy"
Great Scott. it's hot here. believe
I'll climb up to the peak where the
wind must be blowing some miles
minute" Billy pulled his hat down
over his eyes and set forth on the
narrow trail that wriggled up the
mountain.
The wind was increasing. and the
pines and cedars rustled and whisper
ed noisily. All the wild scents of pine
and he1nlonk and trailing sassafras and
other more elusive odors assailed his
nostrils as he climbed upward. stop
ping now and then to rest and gaze
over the view that widened below as
| he went on. The long afternoon was
before him, and he outlined a vaguely
delightful period of repose on the peak
with nothing above him but the tender
blue sky and the feecy white clouds
sailing along toward the south.
"If none of those giggly girls from
the hotel break in on me | ought to
have a. bully old time" painted Sat
terly as he toiled up the last steep
ascent.
He crammed his hat down farther
over his eyes in defense against the
gale that was blowing up here. Brac-
ing himself against the wind he turned
to look down into the valley below
when he became aware that he was
not alone on the peak.
Near him. and apparently oblivious
to his presence, was a slender, boyish
| figure, whose black cloth skirts whip
| ping back in the wind accumulated the
masculine appearance of what proved
to be girl. land mighty pretty girl
| at that" thought Satterly as he looked
| at her.
This was the girl who had arrived
with the Bowkers-the one Penning-
! ton had been making all sorts of ash
nine remarks about. Billy maneuvered
himself into her range of vision and
barred his head.
''Stifish gale" he remarked pleas
antly.
The girl swept him with contemptu-
GUS eyes from which all the softness
had fed and bowed her head 30 very
slightly that Billy admitted II would
have been better If she had made no
sign Of recognition whatever.
His brow darkened under the hrim
Of his hat; then he pulled the hat OF
again and stood bareheaded in the
wind He would make her speak, he
vowed.
'Stiflsh gale" he said again.
No reply this time, The girl had
dropped her hat and framed her eyes
with her hands. looking intently at the
figures like mannikins dotted about
the hotel grounds below.
'tStiff1sh gale" repeated Billy obsti-
nately, still looking at her
She made no reply to this original
remark, but the young man thought
he detected CULVER Of the sensitive
mouth
"Stiff1sh galeP' he yelled angrily. just
as the gale took her light hat and
swept it with stinging force against
his face 81 told you it was a stifish
gale" he added rebukingly as be held
the hat toward her.
1.-THE hands came down, and the soft
eyes cleaned mirthfully upon him as
she took the hat
'tThank you." she said demureiy.
'Then you're aAve. after ALL"
breathed Billy relievedly. "You were
so silent ! thought you were petrifed
with amazement or admiration or
something, you know"
81 was petrlfed-with surprise that
you should address me at ALL" said the
girl, with unfriendly emphasis in her
low voice Satterly had to draw closer
to hear what she said: between the
wind and the rushing sound Of the
swaying trees below there was tq-
mutt of harmonious noises
.'Why?" demanded Billy Satterly
bluntly, fixing his honest eyes on hers
81 was In the upper balcony Of the
pavilion a little while ago." she said
CURLY.
| "Ohr gasped Billy.
81 heard what you said" she went
on resentfully. Listeners never hear
any good OF themselves, butt thought
1t was unkind In you to say-I
thought
Billy Redeemed to his forehead. ooh,
1 say" he apologized, "the fellows
didn't mean any harm; it's just the
idle gossip that one drifts into when
there isn't anything else to do Every
one Of us would risk our neck for