Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-06-19

into the depths of the woods. And
with the writer's longing for seclusion
Malvina pictured herself ensconsed in
that picturesque camp. She felt that
all of her budding plot would burst
into full bloom and that her name
would appear in. many Of the maya
zines. Even under the trying position
of living in boarding houses Malvina's
work had found favor with two or
three editors. James Blake of the
Comet had been especially attracted
to her stories. She hoped, before long,
to meet him. He had been a great
help to her.
The girls imaginings had brought
her to the door of the camp. Her eyes
opened wide in surprise. The place
was open at doors and windows and
was apparently without an inhabitant.
Malvina's heart quickened its beat
Perhaps she could run away from the
boarding house with her little type
writer and work here in this wonder
house?
Inside all was rough, but not with
out sense of the artistic. Malyina
came to the quick conclusion that
man who was fond of hunting owned
the camp and that he was there only
during the hunting season.
With joyous feet she hurried back
to the boarding house and from there
to the village store. 1t was impera-
tive to Malvina that when writing she
have pink Powered curtains and a
pink kimono. The latter she already
had. The pink curtains which she
would tack up in the camp must be
purchased at the one village store.
It was the following day before she
arrived at the little house. She was
laden with her typewriter, her pink
curtains, her tea equipment and her
pink kimono.
Malvina was tired but happy when
she threw herself down on the wide
couch for a moments rest. The camp
had been turned into bower OF pink
and odd dishes Of wild flowers were
scattered about.
Outside( at the edge of the forest.
big man swung along with an old
handbag in one hand and his fishing
paraphernalia in the other.
When he drew near an indetinable
something stirred within him. Never
before. during the many summers he
had spent in the mountains, had his
camp seemed so DESTROYS.
Blake quickened his pace and
sprang up to the veranda. He stop
ped before he had entered. held by
the glimmer of pink at the windows.
Instinctively Blake removed his soft
hat before going inside. He caught
quick breath and stood as If suddenly
lost to his surroundings.
BY all the laws of propriety Blake
should have turned and left his own
camp. But he could not move with
the sight of Malvina pictured before
him. She was in sound sleep and
her cheeks were flushed. Her glorious
hair was a mass of spun copper that
trailed over the cushion.
The power of his eyes disturbed
her and she stirred. Blake, spell
bound. watched the heavy lashes fut-
ter then rise slowly up to reveal her
eyes
] Blake then came to his senses and
! turned toward the door. He waited
outside on the veranda until she
should come. He felt that she would
follow Immediately.
Malvina did 'T suppose you are
J the hunter who invited wayfarers into
your camp" she asked with hall
! smile.
"And you are the wayfarer?" Blake
returned because he could think OF
nothing else for the moment.
81 supposed the hunting season die
not begin until later" Malvina smiled
half wistfully.
1T does not But fishing suits me
almost as well, and since the Comet
needs me in the fall"
And you need your own camT
now" Malvina interrupted. 1t is time
for me to depart"
Not at ALL intend to stay at q
boarding place nearby-where | shall
not have to bother even with my owr
meager fare"
But Malvina would not remain; she
felt that she must go, and since Blake
had insisted that he preferred to stay
at the boarding place he must needs
go whether or not he liked.
Thus, the two found themselves a.
the table of the mountain boarding
house and it was in that once despiset
parlor that--not month later-Mal
vina promised to marry James Blake
editor