Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1916-01-13
MISS SINDDAO
BY cLARIssA mAcKIs.

Rocks when the brisk little motor boat
whisked under his very nose and dart
ed away around the point.
There goes Miss Sindbad, the
Sailor he chuckled at the nickname
given to the saucy owner Of the
launch. And, by Jove. she's running
of with my linel"
The eel was spinning merrily and
the line sang a tune as it ran faulty
after the vanishing boat. Wales hook
ard sinker were caught in the pro
peller of the little craft
iii. therel" he shouted.
Miss Sindbad did not turn around.
iii, therel Miss Slndbad!" he
yelled in desperation.
The brown head turned, the boat
swung a wide circle and came about.
A pair of big. brown eyes looked up
into his.
you called me?" she asked sternly
"Why-why, yes-you are running
off with my line" he explained, point.
ing downwards.
OH didn't know am very cor
ry. Can you come down and get IL
OFF," she asked crisply.
It took him half an hour to olsen
tangle the line from the propeller.
At last it was off and Miss Sindbad
was free to pursue her way During
the half hour Vale had learned that
she lived in the red-gabled house at
the extreme point.
Red Gables" he mutto-ed, s.c-,,....~
after her. why. that is where F-cla
Frake, the writer, lives. BY Joye, It's
Miss Frake herself"
All that evening he dreamed of Miss
Sindbad's brown eyes and hushe1
cheeks, of the dimple in her chin anG
the soft curve of her face. How To-.
able she was! And to think that sh :
should turn out to be Freda Frake.
that mysterious writer of fascinating
romances whose stories he had eagerly
bought for his magazine, but whose
personal identity was a mystery to him
and his staff.
Tomorrow" he told himself, ~
will call upon her. Who says there is
no romance in this workaday world?'
When the morrow came a walk on:
to the end Of the point brought the
young publisher all too soon at the end
of his journey.
Seated at a table under the vines
was an enormously stout woman writ
ing rapidly in a leather-covered book.
"Mr. Benson! l have always hoped
to meet you some day." she cried with
outstretched hand.
Miss Frake?" he faltered.
yes, Of course-but how could you
know me?" she laughed. "Sit down
here. James, serve tea at once"
An hour later Vale took farewell Of
the popular authoress and without one
glimpse of Miss Sindbad, wendell his
way down to group of coy little cot,
tages on the sandy slope.
He glanced casually at the last ono
and stopped abruptly. On the gate was
the neat sign. RED Cables" ard com
ing down the steep steps was Miss
Sindbad herself, a white duck hat on
her brown head, her dark eyes dane
ing with pleasure.
so this is Red Gables!" exclaimed
Vale, and then at her amused glance
he went on recklessly. I've been call.
ing on Miss Frake-I thought you
lived there!"
Such a pity-and such a difference"
she sighed Were not a bit literary
at our Red Gables-just plain, every.
day folks"
81 like everyday folks" interrupted
Vale enthusiastically. They're easy
to get on with"
That's nice of you" she smiled as
they went down to the shore. IA
theirs a painter-he's down there
painting my boat. That's mother in
the white sunbonnet-she's holding
the pot-she's always around where
father is
Vale saw a tall, bearded man in
paint-splashed overalls plying brush
vigorously, and near him stood slen.
der little woman holding a big pail
OF paint.
"Oh. JEAN" called the woman, as the
girl approached.
Benson thrilled at the name. 1t was
his favorite of names for women.
Coming. mother! And I'm bringing
a sort of celebrity-I know it's forbid
den, but he somehow walked into my
life and | had to bring him along"
She laughed gayly and introduced
Vale. and as her father swung around
the two men leaped toward each other
with outstretched hands.
Hammond" exclaimed Vale heart
lily. Dick Hammond"
Vale Benson" cried the painter,
where did you run across my girl?"
Vale explained while Mrs. Hammond
murmured dismay at Jeans daring.
seafaring ways.
ITO think you should prove to be
one Of fathers friends" said Jean
laughingly
Once upon a time l saw you-you