The Prescott daily news., 1913-01-18
PECULIAR CONDUCT OF
 P0lLYS QUEER VISITOR
By CLAUDlNE SESSION,


 o'clock when the eastern sky was a faint yellow and the birds were sing ing in the tall locusts she turned her face to the wall and slept for ten de- licious minutes.
 The screeching of the pump chain at the back door brought her trem- bling to the floor and she tiptoed to the window and looked out, her eyes heavy with weariness
 Before the pump stood a tall young man clad in spotless white yachting clothes. Ifs fair hair was guiltless of covering. He was drinking water from bright tin dipper.
 Polly watched him with bated breath-as one watches an apparition, expecting 1t to vanish in thin air. But he did not vanish
 Polly raised the window few eau tious inches and spoke gruffly.
 Do you want anything?" she in- quired inhospitably.
 The stranger turned a pair of very blue eyes toward her It was evident that he could not see her, but he stared at the shutter.
 "Yes." he replied deliberately, you may bring me half cup of tea, half B cup of coffee and few waffles."
 ''Is that all?" murmured Polly meek ly.
 And make haste, please" he added. waving a sun-burned hand toward her.
 Polly locked the window and hasten ed to the kitchen which was dark and deserted as any kitchen would be at 4:30 on a June morning with mistress and maids away from home.
 Polly made hot fire of pine kind lings, set on the waffle iron to heat, filled the tea kettle, and ran upstairs to dress. Her only thought was to feed and get rid of the queerly be- haved stranger on the front porch.
 Presently she groped her way through the smoke filled kitchen with a tray containing crisp waffles and butter. a cup of tea and cup of cof- fee with the necessary sugar and cream. Cautiously she opened the back door and placed the tray on the bench outside. Then she re-locked the door and hastened to the front window.
 Your breakfast Is ready on the back porch" announced Polly through a crack of the window.
 Thank you" he said alertly. and hurried down the steps.
 He stopped short at sight of the breakfast tray and shook his head. Then he grasped the coffee cup and poured half It's contents upon the ground. He repeated the operation with the tea cup. Then he sat down on the steps and proceeded to con sume the waffies, drinking first a swallow of tea and then a swallow of coffee. Suddenly he leaped to his feet, swept his cap off and addressed the kitchen door:
 Farewell, fair wafiier!" he ejaculat- ed, and stalked away.
 Polly Witham watched until his tall form had disappeared down wooded road that led to the village. Then she sat down on the floor and alternately laughed and cried
 Later in the morning she drove her little car down to the postoffice. As she passed the livery stable she no- ticed that the newly washed carriages were ranged along the curbstone.
 On the front seat of horseless surrey sat her visitor of the morn ing, rose in his lapel. A laprobe was carefully spread over his knees and he was sitting very straight and staring right over the heads of the indignant liveryman and the village constable.
 The constable rubbed his ear with a polished stick of authority. Come down outer there, young feller," he rasped.
 The stranger smiled patronizingly My good man, be good enough to bring me half cup of tea and half a cup of coffee" he said.
 AS the words died on his lips, the strangers face grew pale and gaunt His head dropped and he crumpled down on the seat.
 "Ah!" cried impulsive Polly, as the little crowd of onlookers held back from assisting the stricken man. Cant you see that he is i'll? Help him into my car, constable-he's friend of ours," she lied.
 In few moments Polly was racing toward home with the constable sup porting the unconscious man in the seat beside her.
 Late that afternoon a little party Of yachtsmen called at the Witham home and inquired for Polly's invalid who had regained consciousness only to sink into a deep slumber. They ex-