The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1914-12-11

where the canoes had to be lifted and
carried.
Her almost awed perception Of each
unfolding beauty touched him. On a
1utting point they found a deserted
little cabin, some trapper's winter
abode. There the journey ended. When
the hut had been cleaned out, they dis |
missed he guide with orders to re-
turn every three weeks with fresh
supplies. -.
Mindful OF his resolve. he planned
, their days carefully, thinking only that
they might be perfect for her.
The man was swept out of himself,
qut Of his groove of thought, as never
before. His struggles and victories
and disappointments receded; they
seemed part of another existence. II
he thought Of them briefly at all, it
was but IS a price we'll paid for his
freedom. He did not guess that the
habit OF thinking infinitely for her
happiness was slowly prying loose
other and firmly fixed habits.
Two moons waxed and waned. The
guide came with supplies, II again
a C time. On his third appear
ance. the time set for their departure,
Mark without consulting Kazia, sent
him back. She did not seem to notice
the change in plan.
On the day when the guide should
have returned again, he did not come.
That evening a storm arose, such as
rarely visits even those northern
WOODS. Mark and KaZia were out on
the lake for a lazy aftersupper paddle,
watching the masses of black clouds
gather over the hills at the head of
the lake. There was a rumble Of dis
tant thunder.
suddenly, overtaking the mountain
Gus vapor, appeared a lower plane Of
clouds, flying before a wind that struck
the water and sent a line Of white
churning down the lake. They were
no far out, but though they padded
swiftly, their light craft was tossing
like a cork before they reached shore.
They made their landing, dragged the
canoe to safety and fed to the cabin
just as a wall of green and darkness
swept down upon them.
The fury was soon spent. The storm
passed beyond the lake. Still they
watched, in n of their long silences
She sighed and stirred, looking VI
, at him. Il wonder" She paused.
"Yes?"
Have l hurt your"
Hurt me?"
!, by loving you. BY coming here
mo" he cried. How could any
n be harmed by a perfect love? Ant
1t has been perfect. I can never for
get"
His heart ached with a deep poign
| ant tenderness for her. They were
silent again. -. But after a time
drowsiness overcame him and he slept
, She did not sleep. Until morning
she kept her vigil beside him. Some
times she would lean over and touch
his outfung hand. -.
When he awoke the sun was we'll VI
| over the hills. Kazia was standing in
the doorway, looking down the Lake
She heard him stir and turned. He
saw her eyes.
Il believe you haven't slept at all!'
. She did not answer that, out smiled
pointing.
THE guide is coming. Let US hurry
J 1t Is time for us to CO."
MOI" He sprang to his feet.
. Please" she put out an appealing
hand, "let US not talk of 1t, but hurry
We must go. I've thought 1t out, anC
{ it is best"
. They breakfasted hurriedly and be
gan the brief preparations to leave
putting the cabin in order and stow
ing into the canoes the little they
would need on the trip down the river
They were soon ready.
They were about to embark wheI
kazia. without explanation, turned ant
vent back to the cabin. Many min
I utes passed and she did not reappear
Then Mark followed her. He foun,
her lying prone on the pile of pin,
\ boughs that had been their couch, facl
! buried in her arms. Harsh dry sob
! shook her.
With a cry he dropped to his knee,
beside her, gently stroking her hail
trying to soothe her grief. He pleade,
II with her to stay.
Soon she had regained control. Sh
sat up, facing him.
How can you think Of going? BAG
there we won't find 1t as it has bee,
here"
I'VE must" she answered. An,
now, while it's still perfect. 1t ha
been that-not a thing to regret. w
crowded into two months Happiness
! enough for a lifetime. II l must pa.
for it, I am willing. . And yor
y have given It to me. Do you think
haven't seen how you've watched owe
me, thought only Of me, to make I
perfect for me? l can never forge
that. And maybe, some day, l shal
have the chance to repay you. l pra,
that may have the chance"
1T is ! who will nave to repay yoy
: But why leave such happiness? lie
us stay here, where love is free an
clean and strong"