The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1912-12-27

| from nesting box in one corner re-
vealed that this was a chicken house.
and it was evident that the tide had
Tapped the floor of the building, for
the sand lay in little riff1ed, damp
lines.
II this was Faustina Standishs
chicken house her brambly cottage
could not be far away. But look as
he might up and down the beach he
saw nothing save sweep of wet sand
and glistening pebbles.
All at once Emery saw it in the most
unexpected place. There, bobbing
drunkenly in the middle of the little
bay, was a small white cottage over
run with red roses. The water swashed
around the tiny porch and broke In
white foam against the sides of the
building From a small iron chimney
smoke poured forth as IL this unex-
pected trip on the water had not hin
dered the round OF domestic duties
Up on balcony above the porch a wo-
man was sitting composedly, reading
book.
There was only one thing for Davis
Emery TO do and that was to rescue
the damsel as quickly as possible. In
order to do that he must have a boat,
and. looking about, he soon made the
unpleasant discovery that there were
three very capable looking small boats
adrift on the bay. He raced madly up
the shore and found nothing save a
broken oar half buried In the salt
grass With this in his hand he went
back to the chicken coop and there
behind it. resting on the sloping bank.
were the outlines of fat bottomed
skiff beneath a covering of tarpaulin
and dried seaweed.
After fifteen minutes labor he had
the covering cleared away and the
boat a1oat Rowlocks there were
none. but Emery could paddle ever
with broken oar, so he pushed off and
went bobbing slowly toward the BRAN
bly, cottage. which was also bobbing
on the tide and headed straight for
the narrow, wicked looking channel.
Perhaps the girl had suddenly
thought of the channel, for all at once
she arose and went TO the railing and
leaned over and looked long and anxl-
ously at the course Of the cottage. She
Eaw Emery just then. and In response
to his hail he heard faint response.
The current was stronger now, and
the speed OF both cottage and sklff
was accelerated. so that Emery did not
gain much on the little house. but after
awhile his strong. steady persistent
strokes counted for results. and Just
when he was beginning to feel the
strain Of his hurried efforts a wave
brought the skiff to the edge of the
porch and he reached out and grasped
the edge. In another instant he was
standing on the boards, ankle deep un-
der water, and making fast the painter
of the skiff to the railing.
As he turned from this task the door
opened behind him and revealed the
girl of the balcony standing there.
Brown as berry were hair, eyes and
brow. Her skin was deep cream, With
a powdering of golden freckles across
her lovely face. Even In that moment
of danger Davis Emery realized her.
beauty, and he drew a sharp breath of
admiration. But the girls voice, soft
and cultivated, brought him back to
the urgency OF the situation.
IF you have come to help u.s." she
said quickly, You can best do it by
keeping us out OF the channel-if you
can"
"Tll try" said Emery promptly.
"Have you got heavy rope or chain