Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-11-19
Evening Star S
Daily Story
HELEN IN THE COUNTRY
BY HARMONY WELLER.


was to find therein the means for her
summer holidays. She was seam
stress. and it was not always easy to
save sufficient money TO squander on
holidays unless she could find a pa
tron or two among the summer col
ony of people.
However, the small advertisement
il the morning paper solved Belen's
problem for her and promised a much
needed month in the mountains.
Jimmy" she called to her brother,
who had not as yet left for his office,
''listen to this chance for me to get
into the country for awhile" She
read the lines to him " TO Dress
makers-A splendid holiday at Cha
teaugay, in Adirondacks, for one
month; board and lodging free in re-
turn for making a few summer
dresses. Mrs. Drake, Amble Cottage
Chateaugay, n. Y There! Isn't that
a dandy opportunity for me and you
can have glorious month of bach
4 elordom.'' She Rugged her big brother
in an ecstasy of excitement, and went
over to her desk to write a hurried
note to Mrs. Drake offering that lady
her services as n seamstress.
Two days passed before Heien's re-
ply came and still another before
she could get comfortably packed up
and started on her way
She arrived at Chateaugay in the
\ early, crisp dawn of the following
day, and, after a most wonderful
drive through the glorious mountain
air she found herself being welcomed
by Mrs. Drake at Amble cottage.
Amble cottage was a bungalow half
hidden among pine woods and on the
very edge of the lake. Helen thought
she had stepped into Paradise, and
4 heaved a sigh Of thanks
The Drake family proved to be
most ordinary set of people, who ac-
copied Helen as a guest rather than
let it be known that they had en-
gagged a steamstress TO replenish
rather scanty wardrobe.
n Helen had not been in Amble cot
i tage two days before she knew the
real state of affairs.
1T seems she wrote to her brother
"that the brakes had not expected
3 to meet anyone whom they cared to
cultivate, up here in the mountains,
3 but Enid. the daughter, has made
the acquaintance of one Mark Austen.
who has taken the camp next door,
and clothes are needed in a hurry
from all I can learn, that he is a
most eligible catch. Hence it is Mr..
Austen, of Camp Fire, that / must
thank for my lovely holiday-isnt it?
] only wish you were here to enjoy
the mountains with me, and catch
trout and go for long walks with me
through pine forests l will tell you
more about the eligible one when 1
have glimpsed him. Helen con-
cluded her first letter to ner brother
before going down to fit a dainty
pink muslin on Ends graceful figure.
She did not sigh for pink muslins
nor for eligible catches, Tor she was
happy and joyous in the wonders of
mountain life.
1t was during one of her rambles
along the edge of a trout stream that
she came suddenly upon a fisherman.
Helen would have quietly passed him
had he not turned laughingly toward
her.
81 suppose there is not the slight
est chance of your having a match
with you?n ne inquired boylshly. Il
had the misfortune to drop my box
in the stream while bending over
this beauty He held up rainbow
trout for Helen'S admiring eyes, and
his enthusiasm was good to see.
Helen laughed and produced a box of
matches while congratulating him on
his catch.
81 often make my tea in the woods"
she told him by way of explaining
the presence of masculine equipment
in her own pocket.
by Jovei I'm the lucky dog" he
8 commented, and Helen had a suspi-
81 cion that he was not referring mere
s ly to her production of matches. He
took a needlessly long time to light
"A his pipe before returning the box to
i her, and Helen knew that her color
4 had arisen and that his queer blue
81 eyes had taken note of the fact.
81 suppose you often take this walk
before breakfast" he queried with
appalling disregard of the conven-
tons. II fish here rain or shine every
time. and since l am no good at MAX
ing tea or anything, ] have to go
home to camp" He looked very APP
pealingly at Helen, and she tried des-
perately to maintain her dignity.
Il only walk here when the fancy
pleases me- she told him with only
a slightly elevated dimpling chin.
would have turned on her heel save
What she slipped on a wet rock and
would have fallen.
There" he said. catching her.
that is what you get for behaving
SO abominably to me-" He put her
carefully on her feet then and re-
sumed his fishing. After that she
could do nothing but reward him with
one of her most lovely smiles.
1T was good of you to save me
from a ducking," she said, land if l
had been properly introduced to you
| would be delighted to cook some of
those beauties on campfire" she
pointed to his basket of trout. "As it
is, must hurry back, since my time
is not entirely my own" She went
then and the lone fisherman watched
her out of sight.
81 will have to make a systema tic
round OF calls at every camp on the
lake, so that she will fancy taking
this walk again. Conventions be
hanged! he muttered, and realized
what joy it would be to have the
dimpled face of the girl on the oppo-
. site side of a campfire from his
own. His catch that morning was
excellent. Perhaps the trout were
determined to help the cause Of Cupid.
In any event, they we're piled SO high
in his basket that he stopped on his
way home to offer his neighbors a
dozen for their lunch.
Enid Drake met him on the wide
veranda of Amble cottage. "Oh
Mr. Austen you disreputable per-
son." she explained laughingly as
she viewed his great boots that were
muddy and his old flannel shirt that
was weather beaten from many
rains Nevertheless it was her best
smile that she gave him, for he was
the most eligible Mark Austen, of
Camp Fire