American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1911-04-22
CHAPTER xi-contInusd.

Helen had not appeared. and | 10Y
made bold 10 ask for her.
Let me SEND the maid to tell her
you are here" said Miss Pat. and we
walked 10 the Zoo and rang.
The maid quickly reported that Miss
Holbrook begged to be excused.
"xhe is a.little afraid OF the damp
night air Of the garden" said Miss
Pat. with so kind an intention that |
smiled to myself. felt from her man
ner that she wished to detain me. No
one might know how her heart ached.
but Il was less the appeal Of her gentle
ness that won me now. l think. than
the remembrance that flashed upon
ms OF her passionate outburst after
our meeting with the Italian: n that
seemed very long ago. She had been
magnificent that day. like a queen
driven to desperation. and throwing
down the gauntlet as though she had
countless battalions at her back. In
decision took flight before shame: It
Was = privilege to know and to serve
her.
Miss Holbrook. won't you come out
TO see the water fete? We can look
upon II In security and comfort from
the launch. The line of march Is from
Port AnnandaIe past here and toward
the village. then back again. You can
come home whenever you like. | had
hoped Miss Helen might come. too,
but ! beg thai you will take compass
sion upon my loneliness"
| had ffung OF my cap with the ex-
a~ggerated I sometimes used
with her: and she dropped me a our
tesy with the p%rettiest grace In tho
world.
: Il shah be with you In a moment.
my lord"
She ~reappeared quickly and re-
marked. nj | tool her wraps. that
Helen was very sorry not to come.
The gardener was on duty, and l
called Lima to help with the launch.
Brightly decorated boats were already
viaibie In the direction OF Port AMMAN
dale; even the tireiess lake "tramps"
Nhistied with n special flourish and
were radiant In varieolored lanterns.
"This is an ampler Venice. but there
should be music to make IL complete"
observed Miss Pat. as we stole In and
out among the gathering fleet. And
then. as though In nswer. a launch
passed near, leaving a trail OF muir
murous chords b~ehind-the mournful
throb OF the guitar. the resonant beat
OF banjo strings. Nothing can be 30
soothing to the troubled spirit as music
over water. and | watched with delight
Miss Pats deep absorption In all the
sights and sounds OF the lake.
The assembling canoes flashed out
of the dark like firefiies. Not even the
+, spirits that tread the air come and 30
more magically than the canoe that is
welded by a trained hand. The touch
OF the skilled paddier becomes but q
caress OF the water. To have stolen
seross Saranac by moonlight: to have
paddied the devious course OF the
York or kennehunk when the sea
steals inland for rest. or TO dip up
stars 10 lovely Annandaie-of such OK
perienees II knowledge horn,
! @ care that We kept well to our
selves. for Miss Pat turned nervousiy
vheneyer a boat crept too near lima.
understanding without being told. held
az ltEtf IA hAnN . hau III
the lake ut shutdown for signs OF the
Stfletto, bnt II had not ventured from
the lower lake all day. and there was
scarcely enough air stirring TO rufiie
the water.
W can award the prize for our
selves here nj the turn OF the loop" ]
remarked. aE We swung into place and
paused at a point about a mile of
Glennrm. Here IA he fiotilla.
The music IL almost an imperti-
eDee, lovely as II L.. The real song
OF the canoe Ii dip and glide, dip and
glide" said Miss Pat.
The loop once maze. we now looked
upon = double line whose bright con-
fusion added 20 the picture. The c
10 Offers. wnen you think OF It. little