The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1910-06-21
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II know some people, said she, "at
the Yupon Hedge inn at Palmetto
| Beach. Can YOU
IF we go at once" he replied you
may be there for dinner"
Il am ready" said she. rising. Let
us go. please. Immediately"
Captain Harrod led the way easterly
alongshore TO spot where the shrub
grew well down toward the beaten
beach. They walked back between
clumps Of dark green rosemary over
low place In the dunes. down to the
| dry, hard bottom of n former pool.
They emerged upon a little irregu-
lar hillock and looked forth upon
strange tarn of inky water. its black
waves crested with foam. like white
plumes on funeral Grape. The shores
Of this sinister lake were densely
wooded by sullen ranks of pines and
expresses. Virginia gasped at sight Of
the somber mere. 1t seemed such an
eery spot in which to be cast away
with these strange men who lived be-
hind closed doors and walked the
sands as to leave no footprints.
Haul out the launch. captain"
Why was the trim. speedy looking
launch SO completely hidden In the tall
cane? The puldoos pudding In the
completes.
Miss Suarez swept haughtily to her
place In the boat. Carson. with his
eye steadfastly fixed on his engine.
quickly showed off.
"Evenin' to yeh," said the captain.
still with one foot In the water. like
heron
Good evening"" responded the young
man.
Virginia said nothing Carson. steal
ing look at her, saw the flush dying
out upon her face and smile taking
Its place-a dimpling, spasmodie smile,
accompanied by little quick citations
of the nostrils, as il Miss Suarez was
DESTROYS of indulging In laugh, but
saw no citable reason for so doing.
She waved her handkerchief at the
captain.
do you see." said Carson. pointing
to the recedlng shore, that the little
hill at the landing Is just mass of
shells?"
why, so 1t Is. l believe" she ex
claimed. How came so many there?"
Its a prehistoric kitchen midden,"
said this most extraordinary young
pirate. $50 many people lived there
that they literally made hill Of the
shells of the mollusks they ate"
"Indeed,' CALCULATED Virginia. and
after long pause she added. How
odd"
Mentally her speech was, How odd
that this young outeast should know
about archaeology. or Is 1t paleontol-
ogy%
1t was easy to study him because
he looked so religiously away from
her. He was rather interesting.
He threw over the tiller to round
into a little reedy cove, but instead of
running ashore he entered Il narrow
creek, which he followed through
such amazing tortuosities that the sun,
low In the west. was now on the right,
now on the left. sometimes astern and
again dead ahead.
Their talk was verging upon the per-
sonal and therefore to be discouraged
How keenly observing he must be to
detect In her cosmopolitan English the
old home accent. She had supposed
herself to be quite rid of It, She was
quite recovered from her alarm and
looked bewitchlng as they emerged
tho lagoon, the blue waves of which
had subsidized into round rolling short
swclls.
"Goodby." cried Virginia. looking
back into the enchanted marsh. "Good-
by. This is the world again.
Carson was looking the other way
with less persistence now. There was
something mysterious In the charm Of
this girls manner Her goodby TO the
narrows seemed subtle rapproche-
mcnt to him. They We're in the world,
and therefore. fguratively. she let him
come closer.
Tho lights of the hotels and villas
along the north shore swept by them
In q panorama Of fairy Nominations
I'VE have been very impersonal."
said he. May | introduce myself
My name ia
"Oh, please DON'T" she exclaimed.
"Forgive me. but I'd rather not
know"
ut 10 mo- interesting" said he. with
q slow smile. mot TO know shall
always think Of you as
AS the girl from Mars" she sug-
gested. n came tumbling down to
you In heap out Of the sky
Isn't there an asterold named
Psyche?' he inquired. Pm going to
assume that there is and name you
after that"
"A purely telescope star
Because of Its distance only.
Psyche"
The boat quietly passed out across
the woven threads OF light that web
bed the water from a thousand points
about Strong's bayou and gently came
to at the dock Of the Yupon Hedge
inn. The promenades We're crowded
with people In evening clothes and
walters with trays. 1t was gay
scene, and Carson felt the pull Of II
as they stepped ashore.
"Can do anything mo- for your
he asked.
mo. no; you must go now! But
THANH Won n thouSand times" said