Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-11-02
CHAPTER 10.
Maroonod,

~ OPP managed to make the en-
CINE run again and started to
II back OF from the bar when the
propeller wheel struck some.
thing, and proceedings ended.
That was the absolute finish Of the
performance for that day. He cou;s
not turn the engine over again, even
by hand. and an investigation disclos-
ed that the shaft was hopelessly tan
gled In some heavy wire which the
propeller had picked up out Of the
sand. Bopp discovered this by stick
Ing his head under water over the side
of the boat
"You might a well come ashore"
said Lucille. "We1l have to get . me
chanic."
So Bopp came ashore by wading in
rather chilly water up to his waist.
Considerable Of the bloom was rubbed
from his usual natty appearance when
he clambered on the dock, besmudged
land dripping.
"Welcome to the Fasters' clubr'
greeted him. II would baptize thee as
brother In the Aqua Pura fraternity,
but see there is no need. Well 60
up to the house and give you q nice
drink Of water 70 warm you up after
your chill"
where's the telephoner' demanded
Bopp.
whats the matterr' asked Lucille
II am going to telephone to town to
have a boat come over to take me to
breakfast"
'In the meantime" I requested,
'would you mind moving over here o
moment and dripping on these nowern
which need water"
Lucille took him to the telephone. ]
followed at . leisurely pace, and by
the time got to the house I found
Bopp whirling the telephone lever ex.
asperatadly. It was one Of those coun.
try telephones where you have to grind
q little business on the side Of the box
until central hears You swearing at
the transmitter. Tho operator seemed
more obliviouS than usual, and Bopp
remarked "HeIloy' In every possible
tone Of voice from wheeling to q
threat,
II wonder" Lucille murmured vague
~, ~ maybe It wasn't the telephone
cable which You dug up with tho pro
peller Of the launch"
whats thst7" Bopp demanded
"Ilsad, 1T must have been the tele
phone cable you got mixed up IN when
you ran tho launch aground That's
why It won't work"
He hurled tho receiver into the hook
Don't be cross" abe said soothing
~. think pleasant things. You've
got to stay. Make the best Of T."
Think pleasant things! I dol !
think Of ham and eggs. Can you sus.
sest something pleasanter7 How fal
Is It to the mainlandT
1.-TWO miles"
"And I can only swim q mile and Z
halt"
why don't you >.s.rt anyway l
said.
"Hush r. warned Lucille; then, turn.
ing to Bopp, who was headed for the
door, "Where are you going7"
'Out In the woods to eat the leaves
OF the trees" He slammed the door.
After he had gone q blessed calm
reigned for q few minutes. All at
once Lucille started.
Suppose he should eat some poison
iyyw she exclaimed. "He's city bred
man, and don't suppose he knows
what It looks like. Don't you think
you had better 50 and show him whers
It isY'
"sure: IN bs glad to 80. IN not
only show him where It is-l'n feed Il
to him"
mo; I'll CO." she said. you two
might quarrel"
Right there I made my mistake. I
let her go after him. So she spent the
day with him instead Of with me.
While roaming about the empty
rooms heard a whine and, looking
for it's source, found Tootles in the
kitchen trying to reach the shelf where
the dog biscuit were kept. In the ex-
element Lucille had forgotten to feed
her. With melancholy pleasure In spar
Ing some living creature the pangs I
felt myself I got down the box Of bis
cult and gave the dog one.
There were twelve of the little cakes
left in the box The dog seemed very
fond Of them. One would not be miss
ed. I hope never have to 60 through
Z such temptation again I weighed q
biscuit in my hand. I smiled its fra
GRANGE, and then--I put It aside. I
would stick to my promise. But the
memory Of that biscuit haunted me the
rest of the morning. Every time
thought of 1t had to cut q new hole
in my belt Invent back to the shelf
hundred times and looked lonGingly
at the box, but always tore myself
away with sigh.
Some time during the late afternoon
Mrs. Green dressed and came down.
stairs. She said she was feeling bet
ter; but she was pale and seemed Z
tribe unsteady on her pins.
Clouds began to obscure. tho sky
about shutdown, and Mrs. Green fret
ted good deal because Lucille was
away from home. In order to ease her