Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1911-05-05
ny CLARIssA MAcKIE

their shadowy slopes were reflected In
the cool depths of the lake at their
feet. In the two storied pavilion that
overhung the sheet of water three
young men watched the hotel bus roll
ing up the incline 10 the many win
dowed hosiery perched on the eastern
mountain.
Dick Faneher lifted a pair OF field
glasses to his eyes and scanned the
tiny objects emerging from the bus.
Girls. girls, everywhere, and not
man In sight" he misQuoted complain
ingly.
Lester Pennington leaned back in his
chair and yawned widely; then, as IL
suddenly reminded of something inn
portant. he jumped up and found
seat on the railing.
did you see the masculine young
woman that came with the Bowker
party? 2" he asked. with animation.
They nodded assent.
Say" he went on, tell me why q
good looking girl will get herself up to
look like a half baked dude? Did you
note the dinky panama hat, the stin
collar and four-in-hand tie, the white
shirt waist and black cutaway coat?
Who could make love to a girl of that
sortf'
az couldn't" said Dick bluntly. "I'm
fond Of duffy rufiy, lacy sorts OF
girls"
$50 I've observed" chuckled Billy
Sattcrly, knocking his pipe against the
railing.
You haven't expressed your opinion
of the mannish young woman, Billy"
suggested Pennington.
malls I'm. Are you chaps going up
after our share" asked Satterly ir-
relevantly.
"Qoing 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
Nc can riiig IRA 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 wriggAed up the
mountain.
The wind was increasing, and the
pines and cedars rustled and whisper
ed noisily. All the wild scents OF pine
and hemlock and trailing sassafEas and
other more elusive odors assaiAed 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 tesder
blue sky and the fieecy white clouds
sailing along toward the south.
"If none of those giggly girls from
the hotel break ia on me ] ought 10
terry 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 be became aware that he was
not alone on the peak.
Near him, and apparently ObliWous
10 his presence. was a slender, b0yislf
figure. whose black cloth skirts whip
ping back in the wind. accumulated the
masculine appearance OF what proved
10 be a girl. land a plighy pretty girl
at that" thought Sauerly as he locked
at her.
This was the girl who had arrived
with the Bowkers-the one Penn5ng'
ton had been making all sorts Of ash
nine remarks about. BillY maneuyered
himself into her range Of vision and
barred his head.
"Stifish gale" he remarked pleas
antly.
The girl swept hiUi with cdntemntu'
Gus eyes from which all the softness
had fed and bowed her head SO very
slightly that Billy admitted It would
have been better II she had made nc
sign OF recognition. whatever.
His brow dark 1ned under the brim
OF his hat; then, he puped the hat on
again aud stood baEeheaded IN the
wind. He wuahld make her speak, hC
vowed.
"stifish gale" he saiR again.
No reply this time. The girl bad
dropped her hat and framed her eyes
with her hands. locking intently ct tbs
figures like msnn6kins dotted aoout
the hotel grounds below.
''srltash gaIe," repeated Billy obsta
nately. stu looking at he1
She made no reply to this oriklnSl
Pemark but the young. .tpan thohsh
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