The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-02-20
The TRESPASSERS
BY LESLIE TRENT.

NAS paw Al yO0A ScSi
aho do hope that when | come home
won't find whole posse Of fisher
men sitting by my trout stream. Good
Dye, dear, and send me word at once
you are i'll or anything happens
martha Will take care Of you-and.
yes Mr. Penny, I'm goodbye,
Dorothy. goodbye"
Miss Priscilla waved a silk.gloved
nand as the big white horses plunged
forward with the long omnibus and
rolled toward the railroad station.
MISS Fem was merely going to Tu-
uptown. ten miles away, but her elab-
orase preparations for the two days
visit and her endless sdmonitions TO
ner grandniece whom she had left at
nome. one might have thought Miss
Priscilla was setting forth on trip
around the world.
Dorothy turned away from the gate
an lndulgent smile curving her red
ups. The wide pleasant lawns with
their stately trees, and the cool shade
OF the deep verandas were alluring
enough on this beautiful summer
morning, but she had promised Aunt
Priscilla to patrol the banks OF the
trout stream and see that no trespass
ing boys disturbed the ripping brown
brook where speckled beauties lurked'
In dark pools.
1t happened that the brown brook
was most tempting where 1t rippled
through the Fem place Up above 1t
was but narrow thread broken by
many rapids and tiny waterfalls; be-
low the Fem place 1t ran through
carefully preserved property belong
ing to the Whttakers, and after serv-
ing the Whittakers the trout stream
widened into pond.
So Miss Priscilla was greatly an.
noyed by lawless fishermen who
thrashed her stream in the early
morning hours when she was still
sleeping
Now Miss Fem had gone away and
the safety of the trout rested solely
upon Dorothy Fem, who was visiting
her favorite aunt, for Martha, the
stout mad-ofall had refused to
do sentry duty AS for Dorothy she
did not much care for she loved the
deep woods and the brown brook was
a favorite retreat Of hers.
Nov, Miss Dorothy, you ANT ever
going down to that nasty brook this
morning." protested Martha with the
familiarity of an old and privileged
servitor. Them trouts amt biting
every day why, I've heard tell that
Mr. Whitaker himself has been
known to fish for three days without
catching bite even; but he's a dread
full crank at it, So faint likely them
boys will ketch anything II they 90
! fish"
Il dare say you're right, Martha, but
| promised Aunt Priscilla | Would
keep watch and you know she is very
particular about it. Suppose you ring
the big bell for me when luncheon ID
ready-then will be sure to hear II.
Very well, Miss Dorothy, but look
here" Martha went to chimney
cupboard and took from it an ancient
and rusted pistol Of enormous size
u never go into the deep WOODS
: without this weapon and you take II
in case anybody scares you. Law, II
s amt loaded wouldn't carry II II
? il was! But, you can show II ana
I brighten em off. There, I'll put IT III
this little basket with some pears anu
I cookies-run along now.
oh Martha, you are the funnles'
J old dear" laughed Dorothy. II YOU
I hear tremendous explosion you VIII
! know that this old cannon has gone
off and frightened all the trout te
! death Ho, hum, if they only "ouic
danart to other streams we Wouldn
I have to do sentry go, Ell, Martina!
Che waived her hand and departed
! through the orchard toward the IaA
\ woods.
I established under an oak WnOss
shining green leaves oVerhuhs .n'
! dancing stream Dorothy tossed asia'
her hat and allowed the Vasrah
hroa,a to rufle her red-gold hair Hel
hook Law open on her lap, and me-
hrown ewes dreamed of the love AM
romance that ran over the prih'e'
nages Love and romance had neVe
oome to Dorothy Fem, but 1t wa
ro-v near to her that morning.
gray squirrel hirted with ne
srom his hole in a nearby tree
uood thrush charmed her with ni
,msating love melody the leaves .
40 trees whispered softly, and IN
brown brook rippled on and on, &c
inc secretly around the rocks "her
the trout hid in the deep green poo''
AFTER awhile Dorothy got up an
walked along the bank OF the stream
.onowing a striped chipmunk dartin
through the underbrush' Inc cai'
Junk disappeared in his hole, and
aock of chickadees performed anuc
80 tbe branches of dogwood tree
rnere was a splash-a sharp e
c,amation and the whirring OF a rec rec
Dorothy forgot everything save ina
,bare was trespasser nearby
silently she went back to her ga
ket and was astonished to find t M
che had wandered SO lar-"hy' 81
sue avan crossed the brook on tn
n .oan;pg stones in her chase OF I'd