The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1920-08-19
E0ening Story
Fisherman's Luck.
BY KATE EDMONDS.

BY KATE EDMONDS.
The cottage basked in the warm sun,
the sea was golden glimmer of lights
win<ing. blinking. the waves came
screaming in on the sand to break in
lace-like foam and draw back again to
come rushing in once more. Seagulls
dipped and careened against the fresh
wind or floated on the water like
painted toys.
Roger stretched himself luxuriously
and left the hammock to sit on the
steps. His mother had advertised for
a cook, and she had asked him to keep
watch and to hire the very first prom
Using applicant.
They all promise yawned Roger.
Mrs. Latimer never worried. She
was perennially young looking >and
optimistic to the nth degree. Il feel
it in my bones she will be a love of
a cook. Remember the last one,
Roger? Old Chloe %
"M-mmmm!' purred Roger rem
iniscent OF fried chicken and wat
fles-and the tickle Chloe.
We'll. / fd1t just that way about
Chloe She laughed as the car bore
her away.
So Roger waited patiently. dutifully,
hut not one applicant appeared in
answer to his mothers advertisement
or to their agon:zed teiephenet mes
sages to the employment bureaus in
the city.
1T is too late now" he told him
self as he strolled down to the beach.
The last train was in an hour ago."
The beach was deserted save for
girl who sat patiently upon a rocA
holding a fishing line
''Wha- is she catching he asked
as he went up to her. AMI he repeated
the question when he reached the
rock.
Nothing she answered
Why try here-you'd have to go
out in a boat to catch anything. leu
might Dig some clams-if you are de
termined to have something" he sus-
gested
Thanks, I will try. How do YOU
catch them" she inquired hopefully
He helped her dow1>from the rock
and regarded her with approval She
wore blue cotton dress and a sailor
! hat and rather shabby shoes, and she
was delightful to look at
Dig for them-but it is messy
must you have them now?''
She smiled and nodded. I'm camp
ing-I want them for supper"
Not alone 20
Yes" her defiance was near to.
tears. Il worked in a store in town
I haven't been strong-the doctor said
to go away to the shore-I just
boarded, you know-and, well, lost
my job this, morning and so 1 came
down here. I'm going to work in the
! beautiful here?" she .breathed deeply
| of the salt tonic-laden air.
Where will you sleep?" he asked.
She nodded toward the rocks. '-The
i dryest cave there-I have a suit
''At high tide you would be drowned
i am Roger Datimer-I would like
to have. you meet my mother-can
you cook?"
yes. My mother kept boarders
years ago before she died. used to
my mother is looking for a cook
good wages. comfortable home and
sea and sky.
II I could only do it,"
Try, he urged. I'VE are starry
ing-May 1 carry your bag. Miss
My name is Mary Wood-if L am
to be a cook, you must call me Mary"
she said Independently
Roger led her into the kitchen and
showed her where chaos reigned. ITS
the way they left 1.-THE said plain
lively.
Never mind. I'll clean up for my
supper, anyway, and if your mother
doesn't want me TO remain, that will
nelps- She said brightly as she put
on an apron and went to work
Mrs. Latimer came home an hour
later. Her delicate nose was lifted.
''Frief chicken she breathed rap
turously. 'Chtloe has come back. NV
bones never failed me YETI
She found her way to the kitchen,
| catching a glimpse of the cool din
ing room windows open to the sea.
The table daintily laid. with a cutgIass
bowlNof flaming nasturtiums in the
center.
Welt" she exclaimed. closing the
| kitchen door and peering thru a thin
blue haze of smoke at the pink face of
| the young cook. I'm glad to see
some one here-Maryl" she screamed
''Yes'Fn. that's my NAME. laughed
/ the girl as She piled a dish with snowy
mashed potatoes do you like gravy
with fried chicken. MANN
Where did you come from % de-
manded Mrs. Latimer.
Town. Lost my way from the sta
| ton here-no taxi-walked along
beaeh-tried fishing from a rock to
/ amuse myself-along came a young
man asking curious questions-so- I
made up an interesting taIe-and