Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-07-22
Copyright. Newark Dali
Continued from yesterday


Here we are, every one of usl"
Father Dear tossed his hat in the
air and caught it by way of show
ing how glad he was to be at Ideal
by-the-Sea once more.
IF l make so bold, Mister Dear,
ye'd better not be sittin' on the
porch just now with the lunch on
the table. Everything be stone
cold" spoke up Norah from the
doorway, where she had hurried to
greet the arrivals.
1--WE got -somethin' you like, and
they're q surprise" she added art
fully, land If you don't hurry up IN
I'll be tellin' you that they're
steamed CLAIMS"
Steamed clams Steamed clamsl
You've told it already" cried Dor
othy, dancing up and down with
the joy of her discovery.
"Whylp Norah's face was full or
surprise, $50 | did. Now what 90
you think o. that? Well, you'd bet
ter hurry in anyhow, Mister Dear,
for they're ready and waitin' Tor
.Indeed I will" Father Dear
sprang to his feet. Come in,
mother. Come in, youngsters, and
you Nellie" And through the door
he hurried, with the others trailing
after him, mother Dear stopping 10
look at this and exclaim over that,
until at last she reached the dining
room and gave a little cry OF
pleasure.
the big bay window faced the sea.
1t was framed with ramble rose
vines, and two or three clusters or
very late ramblers rubbed their rosy
faces against the screen and smiled
a CHEEKY welcome.
Through the frame could be seen
two or three green lawns, then DIT
of boardwalk and a stretch of white
beach, and then reaching far, far
out until it met the skyline, was
the tossing, tumbling, singing ocean;
Mother Dear crossed the room ana
looked out. Tears of pleasure came
into her eyes.
Il feel just that way, too" Dor
othy linked her arm in mother
Dear's.
.How?" demanded Davie, clump-
ing across the room. What are you
looking at? How do you mean you
feel?"
Dorothy frowned impatiently.
"Go way, Davie; you don't un-
derstand," she told him, and just
then there came a loud "ahem
from the table.
you have all summer in which
to admire that view" cried father
Dear. with mock severity; Just
now it's time to eat Are you going
to stand there and let me suffer-"
"Suffer You're making believe
again." accused Dorothy, merrily,
as she slid into her chair, I'm hum
cry, too, but 1 didn't even know 1t
until sat down"
The clans were very delicious,
and Norah beamed with pride as
the dear Dear family exclaimed
over them.
other good things there were,
too, but I'm afraid that Dorothy
and Davie did not appreciate them.
They were too anxious to explore.
Mother Dear saw their uneasiness
and smiled.
you may leave the table when
ever you like" she told them after
n few minutes.
And then she added:
ut might interest you to know
that there is blackberry pie for des-
sert."
Davie. who was half out of his
chair, halted, seemingly in mid
air. He looked longingly out of the
window at the sand and the sea.
But the lure of the pie was too
strong, and back into his chair he
wriggled.
Not Dorothy, however.
"I'll have my pie tonight" she
called over her shoulder, after
which she seized her de-brimmed
hat from the hall table and ran
down the street to the beach.
For a moment Dorothy stood on
the edge of the boardwalk, looking
up and down the beach and laugh
ing to herself for the sheer joy Of
being alive. With little cry of de-
light she spied the old life-saving
boat in which the children had
played robber-cave the year before.