Lower coast gazette., 1913-03-29

"oh, If Pauline Could Only See U.
Now" Laughed Miss Mcconnell.
snare and all dancing parties art
feminine"
You're horrid!' she scowlcd
What are we going to do?"
J There's q hut over there. If there
any part OF it that will burn, we viii
preserve the remainder and use 1t as
O Garden of Eden supplied by q kind
providence"
The woman hesitated. The Garden
OF Eden stuff in the morning vas not
then 50 pregnant with possibilities
Bedight set off ahead, apparently
!. oblivious to her doubt.
Miss McConnell's face was clouded,
What else was there to do9 They
were on the opposite side Of the tir'
bulent lake from the inn, with an oar.
less, shattered. boat. The country
about was rough and unsheitered?
The night was upon them and the way
to the Inn around Sylvan lake was too
far for her to attempt walking It in
the night, along the rough trails and
through the undiscovered roads.
Bedight met her at the door.
Welcome, Eve" he said, teasing
". atsdeH isn't speh 3 bad place, after
all. There's q stove and some flour
and salt here, also matches. q dish.
pan. three chairs and a bunk. In go.
ing to see If the lake has yielded up
our coffee pot and some Coffee
IIl co." said Miss Mcconnell, sober.
ly. "You start tho fire and put the
Kettle on"
She went out ~abstractedly and walk
ed down to the beach. What should
she do? Was she sure Of this man
who seemed q gentleman. or would
she need protection from her pro-
tector? Ii she had been more guard.
ed in her bantering conversation of
the morning. if she had not been quite
SO natural and unconventional.
She looked up and down the beach
hurriedly as though she would run
away. q sudden passion for fight
coming over her. But where could
she go? And there were snakes and
bears In the woods! What should she
do?
Bedight found her sitting upon the
edge OF the boat. She started as he
drew neal and took on g new reserve.
He looked at her understandingly and
dropped his joking mood.
Here Is the coffee" he said, pro.
ducing q sodden mass, "but the pot
must have followed the cyclone. Shall
We go back?"
She looked up like @ frightened
child with that pleading look we see
In the eyes Of q cornered rabbit.
Come" he said, kindly, 1.-THE pot
boils and you win lie needed soon to
pour the coffee"
She arose without a word and fol-
lowed him into the shack.
land now" he said. II am going
away for an hour. There is plenty
Of wood here. Take off your wet
and dry thsm. When you have
finished, call from the door. I will
be on the beach. Do not be afraid.
will not be out of hearing"
THANK you." she replied, and
was q moro cheerful information
her voice.
Bedight sat upon y log and watched
he w%hitecaps whip themselves along
he shore. The sky was clear and
he moon came out from its nest be-
lind the wood and glowed like q ball
crimson ochre. For an hour he sat
.hus, when he heard a step upon the
gravel behind him.
The coffee IS ready, Mr.. Bedight.
I you are as hungry as I, we shall
10 ample justice to saleratus biscuits
md coffee"
They sat down by the light of IN oil
amp that contained two inches Of
kerosene. i
"Oh, II Pauline could only see us
low," laughed Miss McConnell-or
Nine Host-"but It's good. anyhow. If
'ou're hungry enough"
Add to all your other charms" said
3edight, lightly, the quality Of being {
good cook!" +
The girls face grew serious again.
sedight noted the Varying shades, but
aid no outward heed The rareA /:
are and the abominable coffee wer. /,