The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1918-02-21
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.

htNlNk. M duHt MAS M PViNtGA, "
unconscious. accord sfth line VI biz
shich proelsims a geographical llmii
% the Ton commandments To hei
mind. frost and virtue 20 as INSOFAR
sbly linked IS self indulgence and hot
paths. and while her Intelligence has
aeYer denied that high mercury
might be- looked for in the tropics, the
jact OF needing fan on the day after
Christmas alled her with Indignant
disgust
We had made this pilgrimage "a
avoid dampuess but on the way from
The boat 20 our lodging rain--such
rain as never fell in lIoston-blot
ed GU, every feature Of the village
The whole place was dlstressingiy un
ike Fairhayen. Mass
Our hostess offered apologies Yes
they we're tribe upset Carpenters
putting up hathhouse In the garden,
and 200 guests had just left tthe
house accommodated iS). sailors
from gunboat, ON three days shore
leave for Christmas
They have all left, did you say"
My aunt countenanced no belligerents
but herself. and sitting upright on a
couch in Mrs. Brownies mysterious
parlor. she raked the shadoWy corners
for trace OF naval occupation
Yes. maam All gone. that Is.
but one He's quiet enough now, poor
lad Mrs Brownies voice neverthe.
less limited at anxiety
First lightning quick patter OF
unshod feet. then through the door.
less doorway burst n rean. cinnamon
coIored man. straight-haired straight
featured. Wild eyed or course time
only showed these details Our first
vision was h@dlong tangle OF brown
nakedness and white drapery. radi-
atiBg terror and haste An escaping
end OF white stun trlpped him, and
with a shrek he fell. rolled over, and
shot under the sofa upon which my
aunt sat waving her fan. just In time
TO escape the onslaught OF a large.
black devil who brandshed trident
OF great power and sharpness
You Johnson. you sir You ne
groes are a perfect pest! Mrs.
Browne fearlessly addressed the tiend.
You scare that cooiie man crazy with
your nonsense. Clean craZyl"
The devil burst out In an impolite
genealogy OF all coolies my aunt,
partly treasured, raised a dominant
Massachusetts voice At that moment
young man lounged In the doorway.
curly headed lad OF some two and
twenty. with thick black hair. bold
black eyes and rosy cheeks smooth
as a girls. When he smiled. his full
red lips parted over teeth as strong
and white as a sound young dogs
He wore nondescript clothes. suggest
ing the sea, and small gold seal
ring. on the little finger OF his left
hand. A fine. lusty creature born to
work hard. play hard. and satisfy his
keen young appetite upon all the
fruits OF the earth,
Seeing, after a CLEAN OF amusement.
that my aunt's wordy anger covered
genuine fright. he babe the intruders
be gone. adding a touch of authority.
AZ the masqueradng negro seemed
disposed TO linger
Then indeed my aunts eloquence
new no bounds And doctors
send inyalids to this placel A nery-
GUS woman might easily have died for
less!
Il shall see"-for all her wisdom
turning In great crises to man, even
TO beardless Adolescence shall see
that paper | write for is supplied
with full details OF the truth about
this island My niece shall help me
get on the letter by to-morrow's
boat"
Now why was Il that at this, the
lad lost color, grew sullen? The look
be gave us became distinctly hostile.
nay. worse! Fright. controlled but
showed In his whole
bearing. fright and encouragement
Turning on his heel TO leave. be
straight into two uniformed
one quasi.white. one black,
both wearing stiff linen tunics. he'll
NETS. blue trousers with a stripe OF
red
MIR Frank Liston7" the white man
asked Gunboat Hecla2'
Where was the lads spirit. his nat |
ural gayety? With surly nod of as
sent he followed the uniforms through |
devious passages. out OF sight
My aunt. now Interrogation personi-
fed. turned TO Mrs Browne, They
come every day. just to see he's all
right A mere form" the landlady ex.
planned
DO all strangers on this island /
live under police surveillance" My
aunt had passed into regions far be
yond surprise.
Before Mrs Browne had time to re
assure her. a gong summoned Us TO
\ repAst whose oddity struck me as
merit and outraged my aunts tradl
ton and digestion.
Appeased by coffee OF high pertec- /
ton, Aunt Mary discovered writing
room. Busily occupied with Journal
and letters, she reviled the heat and I
sat close TO students lamp