Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1917-12-22
HIDDEN BUNGALOW
BY AGNES O. sRocAN.


ing to peer through the snowy blur,
10 the village below. The storm had
been unexpected. she had started out
10 sunshine. hoping TO visit friend all
Me top Of the hill. and now, before herI
journeys end. the sky darkened, whlleI
whirlfng Ice fakes cut her cheeks Thel
next farmhouse, she remembered. wasI
nov as impossible to reach as the viii
lage: then came a recollection Of al
summer-bome bungalow, which must
be some place nearby. Though It's
occupants had returned TO the city, she
would be able to find shelter In the pro-
tected corners Of the veranda. SO Celia
pulled the scarlet tam over her crink-
ling hair and pushed on through the
whlstIing wind. Yes. there was the
house buried In an enveloping cloud OF
snow and something moved at Its gate
way.
Celia laughed rellevedly to find the
something a great dog. Boisterous In
welcome he darted toward her. IN
hesitatingly her hand reached for the
dogs collar and she led him yielding
through the hedge. She was glad as
she huddled In the doorway that the
animal was there to shield her. Then
with a lurch the great dog jumped
against the door.
"You foolish thing" Celia chlded, "it
won't open"-but It did. Bewildered
the girl suddenly stood in "a living
room, and more amazing still, a fire
cracked on the hearth.
"what is II Donr mans surprised
voice asked of the dog. and from out
the shadows appeared q mans figure.
II beg your pardon" stammered the
girl. Il did not know the bungalow was
occupied. was lost in the storm"
The mans voice was pleasing. viii
you make yourself comfortable here
by the fre7" he invited.
Celia hesitated but moment, gfanc-
fng at the Increasing storm-refusal
seemed foolish.
The bungalow was unoccupied," the
Ean told her, until last evening. I
cxme out here upon an impulse"
Celia cast u glance at the mans fipe
features. Then, nj his suggestion. she
placed the red tam and her cloak to
dry before the ERE. Az darkness grew,
he arose to light shaded lamp. "You
see;" he remarked. II have made prep
aratfen for days OF solitude"
THAT was strange impulse OF
yours" she said nv silence grew be-
tween them-"comfng out here at this
lime Of the year. 1 remember your
face. You used to pass our home last
summer In a car. with an older gen
tleman"
The. man nodded NY father" he
briefly.
As departure grew hopeless, the man
brought forth an impromptu meal, T.
serving the girl "a impersonally as
-hOugh supper In n bachelors showed
n Bungalow was an ordinary occur
'ence. And Celia enseOnced before
he fire. found the hour one of pleas
int adventure. SurreptitiOusly she
the mans face, with eyes so
Ieenly grave and. the eyes lost their
luxlOus light when they rested on the
'irls sweet face. At last he came back
rom an examination Of the weather.
"You may have to stay here for some
ime." he said. 81 am going TO ven
ure out to'try to find conveyance for
'Ou."
With reluctance she followed him to
he door,. "Oh, please !" she begged,
IS an icy blast caught her breath,
don't try It yet" but with strong
uick hand clasp, the man had gone.
Celia, left alone. reached for the
morning paper lying before the couch,
hen for an instant, her heart seemed
o stop beating, when 1t raced on
gain, she found herself looking into
he pictured face Of the man who had
her. Beneath the picture
1ere the words:
"Defaulter, supposed TO be in hiding"
fellow was an account of n shortage in
ne OF the city banks, for which the
ictured man was held responsible.
John Gordon the elder" the paper
lated, assistant to his son, the CASH
n, left Immediately for a trip to CALI
ornia after John Gordon, Jr.'s mys-
erieus dls"rNo"rnnce. He refused to
lsGuss the utt~r."
'oh II ca''n'' he" whispered Ceilns,
eneath the "ly>&'in of the couch pal
ar cracklc a. hnsciously she drewI
forth, the' - S"rately read Its mes-l
age: "D""~ frst." said the note,
sorry to le"''' go 20 straighten thfngsI
Ut but f-s 2" have money; dealI
ent wronF Nnow you'n fix thlngsl
'me way a."
With pinN .osals on either cheek, the
ri jumped .'' face two men, who I'M
,4rvrgd No room,
Heres t. dog" said one. where's
lck Gordon
Pretty crl"ilnal." laughed the other.l
hiding away in his own SUMMER
ONE"
"He Is not o. criminal" the GIRL cried