The Marshall republican., 1912-07-05
Mlvii1la Moves

from mouutnin OO8fuin8 uuu5css shr
told herself 40 she swept q hand
across her wide, intelligent eyes.
From the room below which vas
called parlor came the refraid Of oh.
You Beautiful Dodd;" then. Every
Little Movement" The tone from the
piano itself was like the jangie OF
many discordsnt tins, but the music
Msivina stopped her ears. then. with
quick movements slipped into her
white Jersey and out into the cool
mountain air. Her nerve were In
dire need Of calm and quiet.
She walked on with ~lishtened heart.
The pungen odor OF balsam and the
cool breezes from the lake soothed
her.
She approached a small camp with
eager steps. How had this Jewel In
the forest escaped her before7
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 secIusion
Maivina 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 Q great
help 10 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.
Maivina's heart quickened It's beat.
Perhaps she could run away from the
boarding house with her little type
writer and work here In this wonder
housed
Inside all was rough. but not with.
out a sense OF the artistic. Malvina
came to tho quick conclusion that n
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. II was impera-
tive to MaIvina that when writing she
have pink lowered curtains and a
pink kimono. The latter she already
had. The pink curtains which she
would tack up In the camp must be
purchased ut the one village store.
Il 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.
Maivina was tired but happy when
she threw herself down on the wide
couch for a moments rest. The camp
had been turned into a bower Of pink
and odd dishes Of Wild flowers were
scattered about.
Outside( ut the edge Of tho forest.
q big man swung along with IN old
handbag In one hand and his fishing
paraphernalia In the other.
When he drew near IN indennable
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 Mt the windows.
Instinctively Blake removed his soft
hat before going inside. He caught a
quick breath and stood as II 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 Malvlna pictured before
him. She was In n 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 hut
ter. then rise slowly up to reveal he'll
eyes.
Blake then came to his senses and
turned toward the door. He waited
outside on the veranda until shs
should come. He felt that she would
follow Immediately.
Malvina did. II. suppose you arr
the hunter who invited wayfarers into
your camp" she asked with a hal
smile.
"And you are the wayfarer7" Blak.
returned because he conld think o
nothing else for the moment.
!, II supposed the hunting season di'
not begin until later" Malvina smile'
half wistfully.
ut does not. But ashins suits mi
almost u well, and since the Come
needs me in tho fali-
: And you need your own cam
now Malvina interrupted. 1t ID tim
|. for me to depart"
mot at ALL intend to stay at
boarding place nearby--where ] shal
mot have to bother even with ny ON