The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1914-01-09

being prodded by the smell of pump
kin pie and roast urkeyY" demanded
Phyllis scornfully.
LET us contrive shelter from the
tarpaullns and you four may SIT there
and play bridge Miss Phyllis aud l
will concoct a Thanksgiving feast for
you TO enjoy tomorrow"
The Others shnmelessly agreed to this
unfair division of labor. and after Il
very practical shelter had been con
structed against the sloning bluf and
under the shade OF two wind blown
eedars the married people mnde them.
selves very comfortable with cushions
from the boat and boy the light of
ships lantern played bridge.
In the meantime Jack Henshaw and
Phyllis Hayden held several confer
ences, during which they displayed
much merriment ana thorough con
tentment with their lot.
They fused around hastily impro
vlsed shelter that Jack arranged for
Hule kitchen, and there they prepared
the evening meat with the aid of the
oil stove.
4 credltabe meal II proved to be,
though canned beans formed the prin-
cipal dish and other canned and bot
tied dcllcacies rounded out the menu.
Morning brought sunshine and scud-
ding clouds across the blue sky. The
wind still blew heavily. but from an
other quarter, and the waves We're
dashlng over the deck of the Nautilus.
The castaways tried 10 be cheerful.
but it proved a dismal failure, except
In the case Of Jack and Phyllis Those
two seemed 10 have tapped some re-
sourceful flow Of good humor for
they laughed and TESTED and promised
a most inviting dinner for the others.
who clung to their bridge playing now
sitting on the sandy beach with their
cards
Jack and Phyllis disappeared and
were gone for couple Of hours.
While they We're gone those left be-
hind heard the report of Jacks gun.
AHA. Wen have a duck. mt any
rate" murmWrd Carew.
I'm afraid not" said his wife. 81
notice that the supply Of oil Is gone,
and the Nautilus is washed over with
water Every stick of wood on the
island is too wet TO burn. Cold canned
beef and crackers and peanut butter
will constitute our menu today" she
ended drearily.
There was nothing cheering in the
sight Of Jack and Phyllis returning
with brace Of ducks, for there was
no fire to cook them by. When this
evil news was announced TO the young
pair they merely laughed and said
there was oil enough to boil coffee and
heat some beans.
Dinners ready sang out Jack,
and they gathered about the hastily
prepared meal.
81 thought ii was to be a big din
Aer with trimmings" remarked Carew
as he unfolded paper napkin and
shifted hungrily at the timed soup.
To the four older ones of the party
it was a CHASTITY feast. With most I'M
seemly leyity Jack and Phyllis insist
ed on referring to the various timed
foods as thoHgh they were. delicious
vlaudS served at Il vel appointed
Thanksgiving table.
DO have some more turkey" insist
ed Jack. passing the timed beans
around.
And some Of the cranberry sauce"
added Phyllis, holding mp bottle Of
tomato ketchup.
This chestnut stufing is delicious"
commented Jack. nibbling a crisp
cracker Mrs. Carew, you are not
going to pass up the mince pie?'
i've eaten many badly cooked
meal" observed Bob Hayden bitterly,
"and I've partaken Of food from Rom-
bay to Bangor. but this is the first
time I've ever eaten an imaginary
meal 1t gives me mental Indigestion
TO think Of it,"
"Theu what we all need IS exercised"
cried Jack. And. having disposed OF
the remnants of the meal by tossing
them into the swift waters of the
channel. he drove his guests before
him up the steep bank and into
plowed field.
'"Ths doesn't look like any of the
islands I've met around here" mar
veled Carew. gazing thoughtfuIy
around.
I'VE went a good deal farther than
we realized in the fog. I'll lead you
to place Well, ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Cromorer'
A surprised shout went up as they
found themselves on the hill back OF
Jack Henshaw's home. A curl of blue
smoke from the Kitchen chimney bore
witness that dinner might be expected
there after all.
They looked at Jack for explanation.
I'VE struck the mainland instead
rn island | haven't been in that spot
for years and didn't recognize it till
Phyllis and went cut this morning
We shot a brace Of ducks. ana ! be-
lieve mother has prevailed upon Chloe
to include them in the dinner
"A real dinner yelled Hayden and
Carew i'm chorus.
YES" Jack laughed rs the two men
broke away pellmel toward the house.
Mrs. Carpw and Mrs Hayden looked
at blushing Phyllis and happy Jack.
- believe You two have found some
thing else to be thankful for" said
Phyllis mother softly.