The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1912-03-01

PLEASE DON'T BE ANGRY WITH ME-"
A FTER DR.. WelShmere and the
"a Apostle departed and Captain
~ Oleson had turned in for a
sleep in veranda hammock
Sheldon opened Joan's letter:
Dear Mr.. Sheldon-Please forgive me for
stealing the FhbDerty Gibbet | simply
had to-. The Martha means everything to
US. Think OF 1t. only 400 for ner, $275.
II don't save her. know l shall be able
to pay all expenses out OF her gear which
the natives will not nave carried off And
II | do save her 1t Is the maui OF a life
time And II / don't save her RI fill the
Emily and the Flibberty Gibbet with re-
cruits Recruits are needed right now on
Berande more than anything else.
And please. please don't be angry with
me You said shouldn't go recruiting on
the Flibberty. and | won't. I'll go on the
Emily.
bought two cows this afternoon That
trader at Eogi died of fever. and 4 bought
them from ms partner-Sam Willis his
name-who agrees to deliver them. most
likely by the Minerva next time she. is
down that way. Berande has been long
enough on timed milk.
And Dr. Welshmere has agreed to get
me some orange and lime trees from the
mission station at ulava. He will deliver
them the next trip OF the Apostle Ii the
Sydney steamer arrives before | get back
plant the sweet corn she will bring be-
tween the young trees on the high bank
OF the Baiesuna. The current Is eating In
against that bank, and you should do
something to save 1t.
l have ordered some fig trees and To-
Quats too. from Sydney DR.. Welshmere
will bring some mango seeds. They are
big trees and require plenty of room
The Martha Is registered ITO tons. She
Is the biggest schooner in the Solomons
and the best. l saw a little Of her lines
and guess the rest She will sail like
witch II she hasn't filled with water
her engine will be all right The reason
she went ashore was because 1t was not
working The engineer had disconnected
the feed pipes to clean out the rust Poor
business unless at anchor or with plent'
of sea room.
Plant all the trees in the compound even
II you have to clean out the palms later
on.
And don't plant the sweet corn all at
paintings. JOAN LAKELAND,
He fingered the letter. lingering over
1t and scrutinizing the writing in
way that was not his won't How
characteristic. was his thought, as he
studied the boyish scrawl-clear to
read. painfully clear. but none the less
boyiSh.
He looked long at the name. Joan
Lakeland just an assemblage Of let
tiers. of commonplace letters. but an
assemblage that generated subtle
heady magic. 1t crept into his brain
q txut uui,t hfe ot.,t
processes until all that constituted him
at that moment went out in love to
that scrn wled signature. Joan Lack
land. Each time he looked at 1t there
arose visions of her In a myriad moods
and guises. coming In out Of the flying
smother of the gale that had wrecked
her schooner. launching a whaleboat
to 60 a fishing. running dripping from
the sea with strea ming hair and cling
ing garments to the fresh water show
er. frightening fourscore cannibals
with an empty chlorodyne bottle. ju-
venilely rafting on about romance
and venture. bright eyed. her face
flushed and eager with enthusiasm
Joan Lakeland: He unused over the
cryptic wonder Of 1t till the secrets of
love were made clear and he felt a
keen sympathy for lovers who carved
their names on trees or wrote them
on the beach sands of the sea.
Then he came back to reality. and
his face hardened Even then she
was on the wild coast of Malaifa and
at -Poonga Poonga. of all villainous