Putnam patriot., 1916-02-18

the reflected brilliancy of the sun on the water. and she had fshed closer to it all the morning
 There had been no signs of dizziness then. Perhaps. after all. she had not eaten anything for breakfast, woman like. and it was hunger
 It never occurred to him that the sight of the canopied top had thrown her off her balance. Up here he never suspected anybody, unless 1t was the man who lost four pounder over at Homing dock and braggcd about it.
 His mind was as clear as a boys. The craft which mace him formidable in his peculiar work lay fallow. He was an angler. nothing more So he decided that her dizziness was due to hunger and went to see that the ma ehinerv which would assuage it was set going
 He proceeded at once to the stove, putting in suggestion here. a hint there.
 He opened the olives and anehovies ,na split the two eautaloupes, packing hem meatiy with ice and covering them with a napkin Then he set the table in the shadow of the tower, which made a first class sundial too.
 The shadow would Inst in that spot nt least an horr. and if lunch went beyond that time. which he hoped it would. it would be simple to follow the shadow.
 The pork was sizzling in the frying pan. the green corn buhbling in the pot, and the odor of coffee drifted up inyitingly.
 A meal it for the gods-better than all the famous hotels put together could offer,
 Presently he looked about for the girl and saw her standing at the end of the dock The power boat was only few yards off.
 Suddenly Uncle Billy and Lester set off lickity-eut toward their boats, and Cranford jogged along behind them.
 What's up?" he called.
 Game wardensr'
 Neither of the guides had guilty conscience this day. but it was always wei to be on hand when the wardens took inventory of your belongings.
 Some peopie weren't above taking all the bass they could eateE, notwith- standing that the Canadian law per mitted eight bass to the rod.
 There is all the difference in the world between the American and Ca madam game wardens.
 On the south side of the line laws bristiing with amendments and rami- locations and additional clauses were passed and printed ill books and then put away on the shelf for reference only, since nobody honestly intended to obey them.
 Perhaps at odd times the sheriff and the wardens would get their heads to- gether and stop baseball game on Sunday or interfere with fishing trip of d few poor chaps who couldn't get away on week days.
 It was all very much like wet fire crackers. Here and there one fizzled or exploded fiatly. But on the north side Il law was a law seven days in the week, and those living in the radius of it's effect had the decency to respect and obey it They very well had to.
 If you fished in Canadian waters without d license and were caught, you paid whether you were ignorant of the law or knowing.
 Lester and Uncle Billy arrived to find their boats being overhauled-th fish boxes. the holloWs under stern and bow.
 Friendly greetings were exchanged. The men knew each other. It was all ill a days work.
 "Only the game wardens," said the girl, smiling at Cranford.
 Only! His puzzlement revived.
 Are you hyngryT
 "Is everything ready? I'm starvedr' She turned and ran up the dock toward the white patch in the shadow of the lighthouse.
 The trifiing inquisition over the can opied top put out again. heading for Sand bay.
 Them fishll be burntr' roared Un. cle Billy. shufiling along the dock. She won't know nuthin' bout turnin' them"
 When they arrived, however, they found her daintily turning the fish ill the pan.
 Cranford was conscious of little catch in his breath. The round, brown arms, the sleeves turned carelessly to the elbows, the collar loose at the throat, the flesh pearl tinted in the shadow of her chin, the cheeks red un- IL ( ha ctr "a, and fearless and beautiful. proper mate for man.
 He did not mean it so. but there was something compelling in his gaze, and her eyfs turned toward his.
 Instantly there was q smile, friendly. warm. like an honest handclasp. at the same time as bewildering and dazzling as sun glitter on water He had all he could do to keep from drawing his hand across his eyes, so strong was the illusion that he had momentarily been blinded.
 Then the smile broke into sound, subtle and aliuring as that which Ulys- ses might have heard as he struggled at the mast
 He interpreted the laughter far more readily than the smile.
 It was mischievous. The expression on his face had been that of q yokel no doubt. Worldly wise, versed in fem ininity, he realized that it would never do to give her this advantage.
 Thanks for the smile. But why did you laugh at meT'
 Has no woman ever smiled at you beforef' as she turned the handle of the frying pan into Uncle Billy's horny