The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1913-11-05
An Imaginary
Feast
thanksgiving Day Story
BY cLARIssA MACKIE

They had started out In Jack Hen
shaw's cnbihcd launch for u cruise
among the Islands. with duck shooting
as their object. 1t was fair day In
November. with an Indian summer
warmth that did not hint of II sudden
change in the weather. There were six
Tin the party-Frink Carew and his
wife, Mr.. and Mrs. Fob Hayden and
pretty Phyllis Hayden and Jack Hen
shaw. The three women occupied the
cabin of the launch. and~tbc men made
themselves comfortable with blankets
and saicloth OF deck.
The first day had passed unevent
fully. without even II shot ut !, duck
The second passed likewise. and the
third dawned in the same glow of am
Der haze and rudy sun.
ut looks very much as though We
would have to return without those
promised ducks for THANKSGIVING
day." observed Jack restlessly us he
took the wheel after breakfast
IF it would blow up bit colder we
might bag few today. If my pro
phetic instinct serves me right those
clouds yoDder hook like wind aud
rain" Boz Hayden pulled out Il cloud
of smoke and leaned lazily over the
rail.
81 hope it doesn't storm. If we don't
hurry we won't yet back to Cronor.e in
time for dinner tomorrow" said his
wife.
whats the matter with Thanksgiv-
ing dinner aboard the Nautilus" asked
her owner
1T would lie perfectly lovely. Of
course. only you know 1t couldn't seem
like a real Thanksgiving feast Every
thing is timed or bottled. All the
ThanksgivingS ever remember are
accompanied 10y the aroma of delicious
goodies cooking in the kitchen"
Enough said" returned Jack grim
Iy. you spurn my invitation to din
ner: therefore it Is up TO me To turn
and beat it for CrOmorc. We vii!
have barely time to make il before
nightfall'
They might have done so easily had
not those threatening clouds gradually
massed toward the zenith and slowly
covered the rest of the blue sky. Then
came thick blanketing fog that blot
ted out the world and left them i,o-
lated in II dense white world of drip
ping moisture.
There WAS CONSERVATION aboard the
Nautilus after that. Those November
fogs were very deceiving. and it might
be many hours. perhaps days. before
the mist lifted. lf they could keel, in
the winding channel among the islands
they would he all right. but il they
missed their way and nosed around
outside IN the track Of the big steam
ers there was no knowing what would
be the fate Of the little craft and her
passengers.
They anchored for awhile. and then.
impatient OF the delay that would pre-
vent them from arriving home In time
for Thanksgiving. dinner. they started
out again. feeling their way. lack
Henshaw at the wheel and Frank
Carew blowing the siren at intervals
Bob Hayden and the three women re-
NAMED In the cabin and played bridge
by the light of the lamp. 1T was very
cheerful In there. away from the fog.
Jack Hensliaw stared at the lighted
windows of the cabin and thought
rather ruefully that his task would he
more attractive If Phyllis Hayden
can MI han IA tt,r q
the wheel.
The little Nautilus felt her way
among the hidden rocks In the chan
nel that sinked among the little islands.
and 1t seemed that hours passed be
fore the fog thinned sufficiently for
them to glimpse the dark bulk of an
island near ut hand.
With the lifting of the fog. which
was driven before nasty easterly |
wind. the channel became unI,ieasantly |
choppy. changing To dashing waves as
the wind Increased
While they debated whether tn go an
Or to make an anchorage among the
Islands their fate WAS decided for
them. A big wave rushed along the
upon Its crest and sent her crashing
upon the rocks III the nearest island.
where she wedged tightly between two
powders.
IL all came so suddenly that the
duck hunters hardly realized what had
happened before Jnrk iIenshaw hustled
them ashore with their belongings.
She's sprung n leak. n big hole In
her port how We can't do "A thing
except tn carry n couple of lines ashore
and fasten them Ia some Of those large
redars' :
He was hurryin. them ashore with \
heir burdens of hastily Snatrhrd I
clothing and bedding. He followed
with all the provisions he could gail
md later sent the small oil stove frnm II
he galley. BY sclfimbling over the
slippery rocks they could reach the
irm white heach where ancient cedars