The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1914-04-27
The Eoenine Story



Choosing a place for q summer va
cation is a serious matter" said Nor
gan Todd one day in May as he sat
at his desk in the law Office he shared
with his friend, Dawson Bennett.
who said anything about vaca-
tons? asked Davidson.
1T is such a serious matter" con-
tinued Morgan, that am going to
begin searching for suitable place
now"
IAN right" grunted Dawson. rap
idly turning the pages Of the law book
which he was searching for a special
case. "Only don't bother me-
mo, I hadn't intended to-" said Nor
with q grin, and then there was silence.
The year before Dawson had sug-
gested that they canoe up a certain re-
mote inland stream. and this had
proved to meander through such q
mosquito ridden section Of the coun-
try that had been a more or less sore
point with Dawson ever since.
There Is just one thing about it,
said Morgan. I'VE get SO little OF the
lighter side Of life nowadays that will
insist on going to place where
there-er@"
Where there are plenty OF nice
girls" suggested Dawson.
Two months later Morgan and Daw-
son turned their backs ON city and Of
flee and. boarding their Jointly owned
touring car, went speedily to the place
OF morgan 5 CuOOSlu8.
1t was named Lake Bliss in the adj
vertisements. and this had subcon-
sciously impressed Morgan. Then the
advertisement had mentioned the latest
dance music every night. perfect ten
mis- and bowling, woodland promenades
and beach bathing. A small line cut
went with the advertisement OF the
sort that shows the suggestion OF many
girls-girls lying in hammocks, girls
padding canoes and girls leaping In
the air on a tennis court. That de-
cided Morgan.
All that the advertisement hid said
was true. There was delightful beach
bathing and ever SO many delightful
children bathing there every morning.
There were tennis courts. too. and there
were hammocks, and there were prom
enades and flawless bowling alleys,
but the girls of the picture were not
to be found.
After dinner, when the orchestra
tuned up. to the dance music, a group
Of admiring middle aged women sat
around and requested old favOrites in
stead of the latest dances. Morgan
was clearly disappointed. but he said
nothing. Neither did Dawson at first.
Then the second day OF . It ne re, re.
any danger that We'll both fall in love
with the same girl, anyway.
mo. hang it," Morgan terked back
II move we make tracks for home
What do you say!
MOT so fast" said Dawson. I've
been making friends with the old ladies
and I'VE heard of two girls at least
One proud old dowager told me about
a Miss Danver. who lives In one OF the
big cottages, who used to come over
men to dance with. She would prob
ably come row If she knew about us.
Then another old lady told me about q
college girl who is doing butterfly
catching on the mountainside. She has
talked to her sometimes That doesn't
sound so bad-butterfiy catching"
| II wonder If she is that perfectly
hopeless looking individual have seen
across the hills" broke In Morgan.
couldn't see much. but she wore
went along like a female head-hunter.
Perfectly hopeless. But I'll tell you
what we'll do. Even she is better than
nothing. Suppose we get acquainteo
with both these girls. You take one
a coin out of his pocket. Heads.
take the Danver heiress. and tails you
do. Heads! What luck! Sorry. old
man; but I swear it was fair play.
Guess I'll go and hang around her
house for :. WHILE and when she hnds
out there are some men at the hotel.
maybe she will come over to dance
again. fancy she is as eager Tor q
little excitement as we are"
so me for the green gossied mot IN,
bet s. I will land my victim before you
land yours"
Morgan started out in the direction
of the big cottage and Dawson made
tracks for the hills in the direction
where the young entomologtst was
said to roam. When he had gone
whistling along for several PAGES he
got his first view Of her. Help"
Help" he muttered to himself az ne
saw at a distance the uncompromis-
I ing lines of her tropical hat. the
green veil. the angular sporting suit
and the enormous boots. Tn game.
though" he said to himself.
He walked on ten minutes longer
in the direction Of the opening where
he had seen her. and occasionally
saw her leap about IN the search OF
one of the winged specimens for
which she was searching. Then.
when he saw her little nearer. she
focused a spyglass ON him. ana then
through the woods he heard q 1emi-
nine voice calling:
son hurried to her and in his eager
ness to untangle her net from the
branches of q tree he did not notice.
Then he looked more critically. Bun
he couldn't get much saf.faction.
VERY heavy green gauze veil enve5oped
| her face and hair. The shapeless folds
OF her khaki suit would have hidden
| the figure of q Venus. But her voice
WAS magnetic and she spoke a. one
used to homage. He helped ner Win
other moth which she said vas rare
find and which she seemed inclined
| to think he had caught for her After
| an hour or two she suggested lunch
and asked him to share her sand
wiches, and Dawson acQuiesced-
Wen have to find . shady place
Ito eat" she said, because can't eat