Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1912-07-25
NIalvi1la Moves

typewriter. II might have known that
inspiration for love stories would fee
from mountain boarding houses" she
told herself as she swept hand
across her wide, intelligent eyes.
From the room below which was
called parlor came the refrain of ION,
You Beautiful Dcdd;" then. every
Little Movement" The tone from the
piano Itself was like the jangle OF
many discordant tins, but the music
Malyina stopped her ears. then, with
quick movements slipped into her
white Jersey and out into the cool
mountain air. Her nerves were IN
dire need of calm and quiet.
She walked on with, lightened heart!
The pungent odor Of balsam and the
cool breezes from the lake sootheo
her.
She approached small camp with
eager steps. How had this Jewel In
the forest escaped her before?
The young author did not stop to
realize that this was her first venture
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 Malvinas
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 great
help to her.
The girls imaglnings had brought
her to the door Of the camp. Her eyes
opened wide In surprise. The place
was open at doors and windows ana
was apparently without an inhabitant'
Maly,na's heart Quickened Its beae
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 q sense of the artistic. MaiVina
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 lmpera-
tive to Malvlna that when writing she
have pink lowered curtains and
mink ktmono. 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 q 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.
a big man swung along with an OLD
handbag in one hand and his fishing
paraphernalia in the other.
When he drew near an indetlnable
something stirred within him. Never
before, during the many summers he
had spent, in the mountains. had MS
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 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 flut-
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. 81 suppose you are
the hunter who invited wayfarers into
your camp?" she asked with a hall
smile.
"And you are the wayfarer? Blake
returned because he could think OF
nothing else for the moment.
81 supposed the hunting season did
not begin until later" Malvina smiled
half wistfully.
ut does not. But fishing suits me
almost as well, and since the Comet
needs me in the fan -
AMI you need your own camp
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