The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-10-10

"Kazia. If you should happen to In
vite me to breakfast"
"Oh, will you? Come soon Il
am always waiting for you"
But as he turned away from the
telephone, something caught in his
throat. Poor Kazia!" he muttered.
We've cut out a big job for our
selves"
He did not have to knock at her
door. While he was still mounting
the last flight of stairs, it was thrown
open and she stood awaiting him In
the little entrance hall. When he took
her in his close clasp, she put her
hand to his forehead and looked
searchingly into his eyes. He was
glad that what she saw there con-
tented her.
"Oh, I'm glad" she murmured from
his shoulder, I'm clad you called me
up"
"Of course | did How long did you
think | could wait to hear your voice
again?"
Il was afraid you wouldn't. If you
hadn't"
But / did" He kissed her.
Afterward, when the table had been
cleared and the dishes washed-he
helping with an awkwardness they
found very comic-he preached his
plan.
"Kazia, have you ever been in the
woods"
No. But / remember you used to
tell me of the hills you came from.
I've always wanted to see them"
"Oh. yes, they're beautiful. But men
live there. l meant clear out beyond
the edge Of things as you know them"
So he told her of the wilderness he
had visited-of calm pellucid rivers
that became noble lakes and then
rushed madly down narrow rocky
chutes; of vast stretches of untouched
forest. painless to all but the wild
things and the lonely, hardly less wild
trapper; of its silences and ragings.
She listened eagerly.
Let's 60 there. Kazia."
The suggestion left her almost
breathless for a moment. Dare WEI"
Why not?"
why not?" she repeated slowly.
There would be nothing to fear up
there, nothing to conceal. We could
stay until have to go back to work"
Longer, II you like 1t. You needn't
think of work."
But / must" she smiled. Il must
live-and I'm not a very rich woman"
But /"
"Hush!" She laid a silencing hand
over his lips.
1t was easily arranged. He dropped
a note to Henley which led the latter
to believe that his counsel had been
taken and Mark had gone away to let
gossip run its course and die. Kazia
had no explanations to make.
They met in Toronto and there took
a train together. They alighted far to
the north at a rude little lumber town
where the smell Of fresh-sawn lumber,
mingled with the fragrance of balsam.
swept down a long narrow lake. After
one night in the home of a lumberjack
to whose simple mind II never oc.
Cured to question the status OF his
Yankee guests, they started up the
lake by canoe with a guide who was
to leave them when they had made a
permanent camp.
From beginning to end their stay In
the woods was without cloud or flaw.
The narrow lake narrowed still further
into a smooth clear river that wound
in and out among ever wooded hills.
They passed the region where the
cruel AK had swung and SCARED; the
trees became bigger. the forest denser
Here and there they came to a rapids
where the canoes had to be lifted and
carried
Her almost awed perception of each
unfolding beauty touched him. On a
jutting 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