Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-09-05

But one can scarcely realize such
! a-such a social blankness until one
actually experiences 1t. anyway,
l don't know but I'll appreciate
utter quiet for awhile. But what do
you do with yourself when you're
not working?"
There's seldom any such time, "
| he answered. II tell you, Stella,
I've got a big job on my hands.
I've got definite mark to shoot at,
| and I'm going to make bullseye in
spite of h and high water. I
have no time to play, and there's
no place to play if I had. I don't
intend to muddle along making a
pittance like a hand logger. 1 want
stake. And then it'll be time to
make a splurge in a country where
a man can get run for mis- money "
IF that's the case,'' she observed,
I'm likely to be a handicap to you,
am I not?"
Lord, no." he smiled. "In put
you to work. too, when you get
rested up from your trip. You stick
with me, sis, and you'll wear diam
ords.'
She laughed with him at this,
and. leaving the shady maple, they
walked up to the hotel, where Ben
ton proposed that they get j car oe
and paddle to where Roaring river
flowed out of the lake half a mile
westward to kill the time that must
elapse before the $50 train.
The st. Allwoods' car was rolling
out to Hopyard when they came
back. BY the time Benton had
turned the canoe over to the bath
house man and reached eSwharf
the horn of the returning machine
sounded down the road. They waited.
the car came to q stop at the abut-
ting wharf. The driver handed two
suit cases off the burdened hood of
his machine. From out the tom
neau clambered large, smoothfaced
young man. He wore an expansive
"fas. some hand lockers on the
smile in addition to a blue serge suit.
white panama and polished tan OK
fords, and he bestowed a hearty
greeting upon Charlie Benton. But
his smile suffered eclipse and u faint
flush rose in his round cheeks when
his eyes fell upon Benton's sister.
Miss Benton's cool, impersonal
manner seemed rather to heighten
the young mans embarrassment.
Benton, apparently observing moth
ing amiss. introduced them in an
offhand fashion.
'Mr. Abbey, my sister"
Mr.. Abbey bowed and murmured
something that passed for acknowl-
eCgment. The three turned up the
wharf toward where Sam Davis had
cfn Ac
walked Mr. Abbey's habitual assur-
ence returned, and he directed part
os his genial flow of conversation
t. Miss Benton. 10 Stella's inner
amusement, however, he did not
make any reference to their having
been fellow travellers for a day and
a half.
Presently they were embarked and
under way. Charlie fixed a seat for
her on the afterdeck and went for
ward to steer, whittier he was
straightway joined by Paul Abbey.
Miss Benton was as we'll pleased to
be alone. She was not sure, she
should approve of young men who
made such crude efforts to scrape ac-
quaintence with women on trains.
After about an hours run, with
the south wind beginning to whip
the crests of the short seas into white
| foam, the boat bore in to a landing
| behind low point. Here Abbey
disembarked after taking the trou-
BILE to come aft and shake hands
with polite farewell. Standing on
the float, hat in hand, he bowed his
sleek blond head to Stella.
II hope you'll like Roaring lake,
| Miss Benton" he said as Benton
| jinkled the go ahead bell. at tried
to persuade Charlie to stop over
awhile, so you could meet my
mother and sister, but he's in too
big of a hurry. Hope to have the
| pleasure of meeting you again. soon.'
Miss Benton parried courteously
| a little at a loss to fathom his bland
friendliness, and presently the widen
| ing space cut off their talk. AS the
| boat drew offshore she saw two
} women in white come down toward
! the float, meet Abbey and turn
| back. And little farther out
through an opening in the woods she
saw a white and green bungalow
low and rambling. wide verandaed
set on a hillock 800 yards back from
shore. There was an encircling area
of smooth lawn, n place restfully
| inviting,
Far ahead loomed a ridge run
ming down to the lake shore and
cutting off in a bold promontory
That was Halfway Point. Charlie
had told her and under its shadow
! lay his camp. Without any previous
knowledge of camps, she was ap-
preaching this one with less eager
anticipation than when she began
her long jorney. She began to fear
that it might be totally unlike any
thing she had been able to imagine
| disagreeably so.
In due course the Chiclxamin bore
| in under Halfway Point, opened out
a sheltered blight where the watery
1 commotion outside raised but 4
faint ripple, and drew in alongside
a float.
(To be continued.)