Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1917-08-25
SATURDAY. 49,. AUGUST 1917
F I'VE F RID AYS
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too much?" he asked.
His guess was too near the mark for
comfort. took out my knife and cut
his bonds.
"Thanks, Old man." said the reporter,
slowly stretching his aching muscles.
'Thcy are waiting TO take YOU back
to Fair View" informed him.
"Thcy?" he inquired. "Who arc
thcy?'
"All the principal characters in that
story you were going to write. BY the
way, your name is Jones - Clarence
JoncS-you'rc an old school friend of
mine"
"Any particulars?" he asked, as we
walked down to the dock.
1T isn't necessary. They won't have
chance to pump YOU because YOU are
going to be towcd behind the rest in II
rowboat."
"Why is that?'
"1o on promised not to ask any more
questions" / reminded him.
At the dock ! introduced him per-
1unctorily TO his fellow voyngcrS, and
he took his seat nocilcly in the row.
boat
Bill johnson crankcd up his engine,
and the Merry Widow started bithcly
away. When she was Il few feet from
the dock the engine stopped.
"WhatS the mattcr-broke down?r 7
shouted.
mo- answered Bill, Il yuSt stop her
because yon forgot to tai me what for
Mrs Green he on lluntingdon's island
You say YOU tai me, and YOU forget"
"1cs,' chimcd in Mrs. Green, land
l want to know how l came to be
hoating out on the lake during the
storm with my red dress on"
L rejected Il moment.
"Thc young man in the rowboat
knows all about it," | shouted. "You
can ask him rs soon as YOU got to tho
mainland.' l didn't add that he would
not answer.
Mr.. Blaincy," yelled the reporter us
the engine started up again.
eyes," J. replied.
"The name OF that play Is The Hon.
or Of Thieves"
. "All right" I waved my hand in
tsSHarctnSll.
The Merry Widow lowed my troubles
around point of land at the entrance
OF the cove and out of sight
l smiled to myself rs turned awov
and l whistlcd an aria that was nartiv
Puccinis and partly my own in places
where / couldn't remember the orig
inal.
The provisions had brought from
nuhtlhgdon's island were still where
had hidden them. | took them with
me. If l was going to get thoroughly
lost at least ! should be well provi
stoned
On my way to the tracklcss DEPTHS
or this half mile wide wilderness I
stopped Mt the summer house and I'M
carthcd some tea things which knew
were stored there in locker. There
was lunch cloth. silver china. n
small caddy of tea and tiny water
heater. all of which | added to my
pack. Then plunged through the IN
dcrDruSh into the warm, soft bypaths
OF the woods.
After l had lost myself in the forest
as far as could without coming out
again on the other side / put down my
burden and prepared to abandon my
SELF to despair as comfortably rs pos
siblc. | was rather relieved to find
that l had given up hope of finding
my way very close to the spring which
| believe | have mentioned as existing
on the island. At any rate ! should
not die OF thirst.
a fairly fiat tree stump looked cx-
traordinarily like table when cloth
was spread Oh it and places for two.
There was cheerful look, too, about
the tcakcttlc when the alcohol lamp
under it had been lit long enough to
make 1t send out tiny curly spirals OF
steam And over all n flicker OF sun
light rompcd about the table as If the
fairy Tinker Bell were touching the
dishes TO make it magic feast.
did not eat, though. Instead lcis.
ureiy brcwcd pot OF tea. had never
cared a great deal about tea before,
but the aroma Of that particular brew
Will haunt me when other perfumes
have lost their SAVIOR
l drew up two pieces of fallen tree
trunk TO serve rs chairs and seated my
self on one side of the table. My trap
was ready.
Presently there was the sound of
breaking twigs in the undcrbrush near
by. | pretended not TO notice Then
ging her tail. petted her.
Some one coughed in back of me- l
turned. Parting the bushes on either
side like the folds Of a heavy green vel
vet drop curtain stood the shy spirit of
the wood.
81 had to make you turn around"
she said alphabetically, land get it over
with"
Never was q fairer Rosalind. She
held up her head with fine courage in
spite Of the crimson bushes which
chased each other over her face anu
neck. and she stood straight In the
high hcclcd soft kid boots. q slender
figure. almost boyish.
"Won't you sit DOWN. I had risen
and indicated the log seat opposite