The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-11-06
A REsTFUL time
ANONYMOUS,

bouquet of freckles!' she said to her
chum and patient listener. IF you
have any artist friends who want to
entertain you in an isolated cabin take
my advice and tell them you have an
other engagement. Then don't go any
farther out of civilization than nickel
and transfer will take you. My good.
ness! | believe my nose is going to
peel,"
I What's the difference? You had a
good time and no cloaks to SELL"
ehirped her friend, giving a light touch
to her pompadour.
"A disfigured nose does not prove
your assertion. If should expose my
ruined disposition you would think 1t
dangerous for me to wait upon my GUS
toners. Do you suppose these mos
quito bites will mark me for life?'
Ned won't mind them. Why, when
you started on your vacation you
said
Yes, know what l said. I was
right here when said it, but that was
before taking"
No menu
only one Of sixty-five summers.
However. l didn't go there to make
conquests this year."
Made up with Ned, haven't your
Il wanted quiet time without burial
alive. When my friends talked about
their cabin in the northern pines it
sounded pretty good to me- or course,
| thought it was to be house party,
and | took all my pretty summer
dresses. Well, they were never out of
my trunk. What do you think of that?"
Not one worth while?" said her
| sympathizer with metallic laugh
They simply do not wear ball cos
tunes in the wilderness. Mrs Bob
wore a flannel sailor suit the entire
time"
But for dinner"
"The mention of dinner gives me a
pain. You don't know what real hun
ger is
Perhaps ! dot is almost my
lunch hour" said her chum, glancing
at the clock. Let us get behind some
wax ladies, so the foorwalker won't
call us forward until after I've got rid
of fifteen cents in riotous living"
After a ten-hour ride" continued
Bonnie, 81 should have been glad to
welcome even piece of our boarding
house pie.
|
feeling in the friends voice.
Il reached there about six o'clock in
the evening / found Mr.. and Mrs.
Bob sketching After a pleasant greet
ing they told me to make myself COM
Portable. giving me three-legged
stool. They wanted to finish the
sketches before the light was gone |
tried to sit on that wabbly seat and at
least look happy, but it would have
taken an acrobat to keep his balance
and fight the mosquitoes. had to
keep my dimpled mitts flying like a
windmill
Il was glad when Mrs Bob finally
said: Let's quit for the day | heard
her husband say: All right; I'll go
and catch the trout while you pick the
berries
Imagine my feelings, | was starv-
ing and dinner had to be caught and
picked. After he got the fish he went
to the neighbors' to pick some pota-
| toes"
Il think potatoes grow"
"Of course they do. didn't sup
pose they came in cans. Well, we ate
dinner at nine o'clock"
Sounds good to me-
1T was good when we got it. I was
tired and they showed me a bandbox
to sleep in. The bed took up all the
space-length and breadth and height
| had to get a chair and climb to get
on the straw tick and then it was as
slippery as the bumps. Just hung on
for dear life. with my head and feet
hanging over My pillow took a fiend-
ish delight in leaving me and could
not reach it without losing my balance.
The mosquitoes made as much noise
as lot of women at a fire sale.
In the morning thought my friends
were dead, for they didn't appear until
$50 and by that time my sweet dispo-
sition was nearly ruined Then the
breakfast had to be caught and picked.
as usual The rest of the day | lis
tened to them talk of perspective,
technique and color scheme until my
head buzzed Mrs Bob said it was
just the kind of restful vacation girls
who worked ought to have, but my
gyrations on that camp stool while
trying to rid the North of large crop
OF mosquitoes didn't strike me as rest
ful. was worn to a frizzle."
Your muscle will be better for pull.
ing women in and out of cloaks," com.
mented her consider. Did you stay
there for your whole vacation?"
Hardly | wrote Ned to telegraph:
Dangerously i'll; come at once Mrs
Bob told me she was very sorry, but |
heard her tell Mr.. Bob that, while she
enjoyed my visit, it worried her to
have company, because she had to be
particular about having meals or time
Considering that during my three
days stay breakfast was served at
$3.50, IL and s, luncheon was eaten
from the pantry shelves-the time be
ing a matter of personal opinion-and
dinner was eaten whenever it hap
pened to be caught and picked. | an
still wondering at what hours she
serves meals when she doesn't have
10 be particular about having them o.