Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-11-06

service he will receive twenty dol
lars a week"
"And light?" asked Mrs. Quimby.
For the present candles. have
forty in that package. Later, per-
haps, you can find me an oil lamp.
oh, everything will be provided for"
"Well," remarked Mr.. Quimby
looking in a dazed fashion at his
wife, " reckon I'll have to talk II
over with ma.
The two retired to t;1e next room,
and Mr.. Magee fixed his eyes on q
"God Bless Our Home" motto while
he awaited their return. Presently
they reappeared.
WAS you thinking OF eating?" In
quired Mrs. Quimby sarcastically
while you stayed up there2'
II certainly was" smiled Mr.. Ma
gee For the most part l will pre-
pare my own meals from cans and
er--jars--and such pagan sources
But now and then you, Mrs. Quimby
are going to send me something
cooked as no other woman In the
country can cook it. I can see II
in your eyes. In my poor way
shall try to repay you"
He continued to smile into Mrs
Quimby's broad cheerful face. Mr.
Magee had the type of smile tina
moves men to part with ten until
Saturday. and women to close theil
eyes and dream of Sir Launcelot
Mrs. Quimby could not long resist
She smiled back. Whereupon Bill!
Magee sprang to his feet.
Its all fixed" he cried. wei
get on splendidly And now---foi
Baldpate Inn"
mot lust YETI said Mrs. Quimby
II amt one to let anybody go vi
to Baldpate Inn unfed. spos'
we're sort o. responsible for you
while you're up here. You Just Sc
right down and I'll have your supper
hot and smoking on the table in nj
| time
Mr.. Magee entered into no dispute
on this point, and for half an houi
he was the pleased recipient of ad
vice, philosophy, and food Whei
he had assured Mrs Quimby that HI
had eaten enough to last him TIN
entire two months he intended spend
ing at the inn, Mr., Quimby came In
attired In a huge before the war
ulster. and carrying lighted lantern
80 you're going to sit up Their,
and write things he commented
''Well, \ reckon you'll be left to your
self, all right"
IT hope So" responded Mr.. Magee
1T want to be so lonesome I'll sol
myself to sleep every night. It's tn
only road to immortality Good-by
Mrs ouirnby. In my fortress on tn
mountain shall expect an occa
| sional culinary message from you.
He took her plump hand; this moth
| erly little woman seemed the last linl
binding him to the world of reality.
Good by" smiled Mrs. Quimby
'Be careful of matches"
Mr.. Quimby led the way with tn
lantern. and presently they steppe'
| ont upon the road. The storm ha
| ceased. but It was still very dark
| Far bAlow. in the valley, twinkled tn
lights OF Upper Asquewan Falls.
| "By the way, Quimby," remarke
Mr.. Magee, is there girl In you
town who has blue eyes, light hal
and the general air Of queen GU
shopping2"
Light hair repeated Quimby
There's Sally Perry. She teaches !
the Methodist Sunday school,
'No." said Ma Magee. MY aescrip
7 refer 10. when she weeps, gives tn
General effect of mist on the sea a
dawn The Methodists do not monop
olize her"
IT read books and read newsps
nars y said Mr.. Quimby,' but 10
~ vour talk I don't understand"
"rbe critics." replied Billy Mage'
"could explain. My stuff Is only 70
,o,y1hrows. Lead on, Mr.. Quimby"
Mr. Quimby stood for moment !
da1ed silence. Then he turned, an
! the yellow of his lantern fell on tn
IA wing snow ahead. Together tn
80. .,t,,,l,ad Raldpate Mountain.