The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1912-07-02

81 never thought when l climbed into
the canoe that it would float away"
There was a soft thud as the boats
sion of my nephew's white face and
outreaching arms. and then we were
both struggling In the water. Blindly
| caught at the upturned boat as Bob
bic chung to me In desperation. And
surely it was hours afterward that
some one snatched him roughly from
my grasp; then Two strong arms also
lifted me to safety. don't know just
what had been expecting, but il was
rather disappointing to see weather
beaten face looking anxiously into my
own, while grunf voice muttered some
thing about "lunatics sailin' about in
boats without no oars" And when our
rescuer's boat reached the shore there
stood Jim and Mollie, who regarded
my wet and shrinking self with stern.
accusing gaze Jim carried his whim-
pering SOD back to the shelter of the
trees. while Molhs fingered only Ion
enough to say:
IF you did not care about risking
your own life, Nan, you might at least
have left Bobbie safe on land"
| stood still in bewilderment. Then
a prolonged wall in Dots shrill treble
attracted my attention, and FASTENED
in its direction.
''Oh. Aunt Man," she gurgled, you
do look so funny! Your hair is all
sleek, like the seaPs at the ZOO"
The thought of my own ridiculous
appearance had not occurred to me.
Now looked fearfully down the road
to where the stalled auto could still be
seen.
dot" faltered, where's Mr.. Arm
strong?"
My young niece OWNED by anxiety.
Don't you worry" she said. He Is
hammering away under his car"
And Allison. Dot-where Is he?"
HE won't see you." she answered
comfortingly He is back in the
woods getting flowers for Aunt Nell"
Then Dottie turned to her own griev-
ances "Daddie kindled fire to make
SOuO COucCs Sic COLuQCQs anu WnCu
they went away put some corn In to
cook and burned my hand. But it's
better now, because tore the front
out of my dress and bandaged it up
This nice thin cloth tears easy" she
added. with satisfaction.
Like Dot, returned to my own trou-
bles What shall dor deliberated
aloud
go and sit In the sand and get dry"
my niece wisely suggested, and fol-
lowed her advice. Little lavender
streams were trickllng from every part
Of my new frock, and the woman who
sold it had assured me that the color
would not run. She might have traced
me now by the violet drops along the
sand. | sank down miserably. How
could go home In this plight?
Nell's ringing laugh aroused me.
''Oh, Man," she cried. what In the
world have you been doing7 You look
like a purple poster girl"
One Mortified glance showed me Al
lison's tail figure. This was truly the
last straw | buried my face In my
wet purple arms and wept. Then Al
lison turned to Nell
dot Is aione." he said Had you
not better see that she doesn't get into
more mischief? And--and, Nan, dear,
you may take cold. will fetch my
warm auto coat in moment and wrap
1t around you" he did 50. very ten
derby. and as we sat there long in the
sands be said But what Allison said
is not for publica ton. | am glad that
my hair dries out all fluffy and curly.
When Mr. Armstrong finally got the
machine in order every one was either
too badly damaged or too dispirited to
go on farther, so we gathered about TO
have an early supper and then leave
for home
We reached our home at twilight. and
as my brother deposited the sleeping.
sooty Dot upon a couch Mollie turned
on the lights.
This has been a great Fourth" Jim
exclaimed In disgust.
Hasn't itY Allison answered Ab
sently. Just about the greatest
Fourth that I have ever known"
Then Mollie sank into a chair. over
come by helpless laughter.
lob, Allison" she cried. IF you
could only see your purple facer'