The Marshall republican., 1912-12-20

iy Woulu Dc over. MIS-. Hazard
would assemble her cabinet, and I
was secretary Of Frivolous Affairs.
I'd commence on the polish, the stick,
the doctor and the adjustable peg,
with only time between stunts to
change my clothes.
We walked the distance to Win.
throp's along the country road, get
ting those occasional glimpses Of the
ocean that make this shore no wonder
full. We could see his house quite q
distance away before we came to Il,
where II stood at q bend in the road;
an old colonial topping q riotous gar.
den Of o~ld.fashioned flowers. A board.
ed pathway led uncompromisingly
straight to the house. and as we climb
ed this pathway we could see stretch.
ing away orderly rows OF glass houses
that Laura told me were. unromantio-
ally, vegetable houses.
Winthrop was writing; we could
hear the click OF a typewriter, but he
saw us through an open window and
came to meet us with q pencil behind
his ear and crumpling q piece Of yell
low paper.
I'VE won't interrupt" Laure insist
cd. Il know the way about"
I'm glad you came" he said. 81
have my heroine where | don't know
Just what TO do with her. She'll keep
for a while. You'll be sure TO give me
an idea. I've been aching, too, for an
excuse TO go look at my artichokes;
nearly as big as cabbages. and they
try TO tell me you can't grow them 80
Tear the shore"
He led the way through a wide hall
way Into n dear old.tims living.room
with a goodly litter OF books and
magazines everywhere. and an invit-
Ing b~ay.window that looked out upon
tho ocean. Here stood n big desk.
topped by q typewriter. and more lit
ter. this time Of yellow copy paper.
An inadequate waste-basket was over
flowing with crumpied sheets and n
smoldering pipe rested on a window.
sill. An old.fashioned safe was most
importantly imbedded in the wall. I
took In the place ecstatically.
rs this where the Muse worksf" I
asked.
Il don't know anything about tho
Muse" he replied as he smiled at me
and rubbed the back OF his head: he
had a trick Of doing that. 81 know It's
where ! think. by brute strength. usu-
ally with a telegram on my desk from
IN impatient magazine man who wants
to know why the deuce I don't send
him n story"
had 10 be amused. although II was
nll so very different to what I expected
no dreamy far-away attitude and the
burning fres OF genius demanding to
be released.
DO you believe what ysu writer" I
asked curiously.
Il hope not" put In Laura from the
typewriter where she was reading the
yellow sheet II held. This heroine OF
yours ought to have q good shake.
Why. Winthrop. you can't possibly
mean"
Don't preach" he interrupted.
Perhaps she's the horrible example.
You don't expect the heroine In q
story to behave properly. do your It
would never sell. I shall Justify her.
Of course. and whttewash her ut the
end. It's what the public demands"
do you always write what the pub
lie demandsf" I Questioned.
when need the Money" he
smiled. Just now I need tho money
badly. That's soins to be Q bsstssii-
or" He abruptly changed the subject.
I'VE shall have. some tsa. and ri show
you the prsttisst lot Of srtichokss you
svsr saw" u
He wsat out to givs the order for
the tea while ! exanAinsd the books
that lined the walls and the dear. ~.
time pictures hung ta such quaint or.
der over the man1sl.
HARDY ieiks He the homs Of .
thief. do you think" Laura asksd
abruptly. iuo4 .
no" I replied. sAiversd from the
very shock OF her question. "LAnra,
you can think Of such awful things'
well, there's Natalie, and here's
Winthrop, and n she loses Just one
more silly bracelet Il won't BE- right to
let the matter alone. I worry about II.
I wish she would leave her foolish
Jewels IN town.
She could say nothing further. Tor
Winthrop returned. We had tea. and
saw the garden. but when va vent
back home Winthrop insisted that We
80 BY boat and not b. the ceuatry
road.
= -0rsat snsias you have tAsrss. !.
remarked. listening TO the steady nat
Of It % We began to move what IL
your powerf"
"Just twenty. bat We eut the water
like q knife."v he replied. Built for
speed. and lvill u away from any.
shtns on this shore. Hope o Ont
,aom'T II 2 continued 81 Il
Ends Hunt for . Rich Girl