The Glenwood post., 1912-10-12
Like a hammock or cake Of ice.-


But l don't believe you'd make a
good captain in rough weather, and
We get lot of that sort through life.
don't you know it? You're a good
pal to talk to. and all that, but"
She stopped suddenly and stood
up. He saw in a moment what had
happened. Drifting rapidly out to
the open sea was their motor boat.
A couple of miles across the bay
was the little summer camp on the
point. And they were on an island
in midchannel. with no chance of a
steamer passing before the city boat
IN the morning. Hanscombe kicked
off his shoes
You're not going to try and
swi matter it?" Nan demanded in
credulously.
I'm going to the point" he re-
torted deliberately. "I'll get Halls
boat and come after you. Don't get
ratified now. I won't be long
There are cross currents out
there"
80 there are here" he said,
grimly. Better take my match
box and get some driftwood togeth-
er for fire in case l give out. Hal
Goodby."
why don't you wait and see II
we aren't missed?"
Just to show 1 can be rough
weather captain, guess" he
laughed. Rustic after the drift
wood, mate. | have to get into
swimming gear
Slowly she turned and went back
over the winding shore, through the
little path of sword grass and white
clover. once, at the top of a hum.
mock, she turned and looked out to
sea. 1t was shadowy violet
haze. His head looked like brown
seaweed floating with the tide, far of
from the shreo. Nan watched it with
keen, half-closed eyes until it dis
appeared, the little silver matchbox
pressed to her cheek unconsciously.
All her life she had lived at the
Point. She knew every swirling cur
rent out in midstream beyond the
island. Night after night she had
gone out with Hal while he hung
red lantern of warning on the pill
ing that marked the steamer channel
And now Hanscombe, careless, in
dolent, city-bred Hanscombe, was
out there fighting the sea just tc
make good in her. eyes that he was
no coward.
She gathered the driftwood into
heap, and set fire to it, not to warn
Hal, but to give some cheer to the
man out in the water in the darkness
She knew in her heart she had cared
for him from his first few days at the
Point. Hal was dear, but he was
just a big brother. The very faults
Of Hanscombe made her indignant
against him because she reasoned he
was too idle to put up his own good
fight with fate and fortune. And
she had made up her mind to let him
go.
Once she put her hands to her lips
and called him to come back, but
there was no answer, and as the
night closed in, she sat on one OF
the tall sand dunes, her face buried
on her arms and sobbing until sud,
denly she felt Hanscombe's arms close
about her
Dear, don't do that he said with
new, masterful touch in his tone.
Hal started after us-saw the fire,
think. When l caught sight Of his
boat pulling out, l turned and came
back. What's the matter?"
Nan kept her face hidden against
his cheek.
why didn't you come right away?'
Il had to dress and put out the fire
30 it wouldn't spread in this wind,
Nan?" He forced her to face him
there in the semi-darkness. Man,
you didn't care a rap, did you, on
the level, whether l came back OF
not?"
Nan hesitated. and whispered very
softly.
Il didn't want the ship left without
q captain"