The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-04-26

| anu Wdlcn TOT Brooke to take Ill
young life on sight for not telling III
. she was here"
| Its the only decent thing to do
Brixton said. resolutely. He STROBE
up the beach, dripping wet, bronzet
and stalwart as Hermes new lighted
on a heaven kissing hill. Miss
Brooke" he called cheerily, "oh, Miss
Brooke"
The girl looked out from the living
room window, and smiled.
I'm in here" she said. Brixton
gulped and stared at her She was
like some tender. rare southern flow.
er. Her eyes were blue, with won.
derful lashes that Swallowed them,
and her hair was dusky and curly
about the most alluring, half shy face
in the world.
We're awfully sorry" he blurted
out You see, we're Bob's college
chums, you know, and he invited us
down for the week end. and then he
wasn't at the station to meet us, so
we Just hooked on to the turnout.
Bob never mentioned you at all"
| Didn't he?" Her lashes dropped
demurely, but there was smile at
the dimpled corners OF her mouth
Wasn't 1t careless of him! Don't
| you think you'd better tell the other
/ gentlemen they can get their clothes?
I'm busy reading 1t gets quite cool
| along towards evening""
Now, wasn't that thoughtful of
her, boys?' Tip gasped. when the in
vitation was conveyed. Swiftly they
made for the back OF the bungalow,
but even while they donned their
clothes the black and yellow trap APP
peared again, and therein sat Brooke
The girl went down to greet him. and
all at once the boys heard a peal Of
laughter. Brooke tumbled hastily
from the trap, and made for the back
of the cottage.
Hello. boys, when you're ready,
we'll drive on to my place. It's the
next cottage along the shore"
Five faces stared at him helplessly
We thought she was your pretty
sister Brixton said gloomily
She is my sisters dearest friend,
and bully girl, fellows, said Bob,
heartily You'll meet her again And
she's not at all angry, Come and be
introduced Her name is June Sher-
wood, Commodore Sherwood's daugh-
ter
June was smiling and blushing as
Bob led the line up She listened 10
all the apologies, and forgave freely,
even the icebox raid When they
started, Brixton volunteered to walk
There was not room in the trap, he
said. AS soon as it had rounded the
curve Of the shore, he went back
and found her still standing on the
veranda
Il came after the bathing suits" he
began. The boys hung them on the
back fence and forgot them"
The one you called Tip took
them" she told him.
Brixton hesitated A week end is
lone chance to seize loves futtering
wings, and hold him prisoner Brix-
ton was only twenty-five. He held out
his hand for the roses at her belt.
May have one. please, Miss
June?"
These are a little withered I'll |
get you fresh one
Cant | have one of those"
Something in his voice compelled
her to look down at him as he stood |
waiting at the foot OF the wide steps !
1t seemed hours, that half minute OF |
silence. of reading each others
thoughts. She handed him the roses
from her belt
I'm not going back with the rest
Monday Brixton stumbled ahead
blindly Can YOU guess why"
She shook her head, and drew back
from the tell-tale eyes Brixton hest
tated. Tho boys were shouting down
the shore. He bent forward. and
kissed the white slim hand that rest
ed on the veranda rail
That's why. Goodbye. princess"
June's chin lifted slightly, but her
voice was tender.
we are very glad to welcome
guests here in Bel Air IL hope you 1
will stay long" 4
Do you ask me TO stay"
Il? Why. have only known you"
Well never know each other any
better than We do this minute" Brix.
ton was famous as a center rush.
Shall stay"
She bowed her head, and he strobe
down the shore to join the others,
while June watched him out OF sight,
her conqueror