Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1914-01-23
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An Imaginary
Feast
Administering DayStOry
By cLARIssA MACKIH

They had started out in Jack Hen
shaw's cabined launch for a cruise
as their object. 1t was fair day in
November, with an Indian summer
warmth that did not hint of a sudden
change in the weather. There were six
in the party-Frank Carew and his
wife, Mr.. and Mrs Bob Hayden and
pretty Phyllis Hayden and Jack Hen
shaw. The three women occupied the
cabin Of the launch, and the men made
themselves comfortable with blankets
and sailcloth on deck
The first day had passed unevent-
fully, without even a shot at duck.
The second passed likewise, and the
third dawned in the same glow of am
Der haze and rudy sun.
at looks very much as though we
would have to return without those
promised ducks for Thanksgiving
day." observed Jack restlessly as he
took the wheel after breakfast.
'If 1t would blow up bit colder we
might bag few today If my pro-
phetic instinct serves me right those
clouds yonder look like wind and
rain" Bob Hayden pulled out a cloud
Of smoke and leaned lazily over the
rail.
II hope 1t doesn't storm. If we dont
hurry we won't get back to Cromore In
time for dinner tomorrow" said his
wife.
whats the matter with Thanksgiv.
ing dinner aboard the Nautilus2" asked
her owner.
at would be perfectly lovely, of
course, only you know 1t couldn't seem
like real Thanksgiving feast Every
thing Is timed or bottled. All the
Thanksgivings l ever remember are
accompanied by the aroma of delicious
goodies cooking in the kitchen"
Enough said," returned Jack grim,
ly. you spurn my invitation to din
ner; therefore 1t is up to me to turn
and beat 1t for Cromore. We will
have barely time to make 1t 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 blanketlng fog that blot
ted out the world and left them iso-
lated In dense white world of drip
ping moisture.
There was CONSERVATION aboard the
Nautilus after that. Those November
fogs were very deceiving, and 1t might
be many hours, perhaps days, before
the mist lifted. If they could keep In
the winding channel among the islands
they would be 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, Jack
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 Henshaw stared at the lighted
windows Of the cabin and thought |
rather ruefully that his task would BIO
more attractive II Phyllis Hayden
would come out and share his turn at
the wheel
The little Nautilus felt her way
among the hidden rocks In tho chan
mel that snaked among the little islands,
and II seemed that hours passed be-
fore the fog thinned sufficiently for
them to glimpse the dark bulk of an
island near at hand.
With the lifting OF the fog, which
was driven before nasty easterly
wind, the channel became unpleasantly
choppy, changing to dashlng waves as
the wind increased.
While they debated whether to go on
or to make an anchorage among the
islands their fate was decided for
them A big wave rushed along the
narrow channel. lifted the Nautilus
upon its crest and sent her crashing
upon the rocks Of the nearest island,
where she wedged tightly between two
powders.
It all came so suddenly that the
duck hunters hardly realized what had
happened before Jack Henshaw hustled
them ashore with their belongings.
shes sprung a leak, big hole In
her port bow. We can't do thing
except to carry couple OF lines ashore
and fasten them to some Of those large
cedars."
He was hurrylng them ashore with
their burdens OF hastily snatched
clothing and bedding Ho followed
with all the provisions he could gather
and later sent the small oil stove from
the galley. BY scrambling over the
slippery rocks they could reach the
firm white beach where ancient cedars
fringed the foot OF the sand bluffs.
Here the women waited while the
three men made the Nautilus fast in
her cradle among the rocks in the
manner suggested by Jack. When all
was completed the six pleasure seek.
ers gathered ruefully about their pos.
sessions
"Goodby, Thanksgiving dInnerp said
Carew In hollow tone
"And nobody knows how soon we