Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-09-12
rgE DAI1Y NOVELETTE,
The Girl From Goshen
Nv CLARISSA MACKuE
By CT.

,,ETER BANCROFT surveyed the
little party with critical blue eyes,
.nd at last his good -humored face
s,;nkled into a wide smile.
rho pretty girls and the stalwart
..nrs men gathered on the pier wait
or Ben Hampton and his motor
hnst ,ns had not paid much attention to
~ ~ Girl from Goshen, who was the
.auntry cousin of Adele Parks, the lip
.t;ct glrl. Adele was rather ashamed
- Mildred Moore, who wore a wool
.t;rt and a white MILDLY blouse and
rnhber. soled canvas shoes.
"sbe looks fright" thought Adele
=. che teetcred about on her French
Nailed pumps - those Isle thread
.tockings are cheap looking, and there
,sn't a speck of powder on her face
freckles on her nose-.mercy, what will
,be girls think Of herr"
Everybody ready?" sang out Ben
Hampton as his bout shot up TO the
nier. ''Got all the lunch baskets.
tweaters, cameras, etc, and so forth?
Pile in--trlm ship there-you cant oil
Il, '1 On one side. even IL tits more socia :
hls, No room for lunch baskets, eh
put 'em in the skiff astern and I'll trail
,t: you, young feller (meaning Mr..
Rancroft) jest sit there and keep your
are on the skiff--I know that's tough
,nck when there's so many pretty girls
Cbout--all a-b-o-a-r-d"
The good launch Fairy Queen puffed
ber way out Of the harbor and off to =
C,rd the long beach in the outer bay.
Reyond Long Beach was their goal
Tor tho days outing, Little Gull Island.
younr Mrs. Fay was chaperoning them.
snd fbe picnic baskets would furnish
,efreshment after the bathing.
Mildred Fame, the girl from Goshen,
cat beside Peter Bancroft, and because
Peter was so busy watching the skiff
full Of baskets that he could not talk
10 her she had rather a dull time. The
other young people all knew each
other so well and were so merry over
their own interesting affairs that Mil
dred wondered II sho had not made a
mistake in coming. But Adele had in
sisted, and Mildred had so longed for
the days fun. John Lorimer looked
nj the soft eyed country girl and won
dered what she was thinking about as
her fingers were busted will some deli
cate crocheting. This quiet girl with
the thoughtful eyes and happy smile
when she was spoken to made him think
Of bis mother.
After Ben Hampton had landed them
st the island and his boat had chugged
away. not to return until sundown. the
picnckers scattered along the beach
They did not have to gather driftwood
for fire, for they had brought thermos
hotties and cooked food in abundance
So they missed half the fun of beach
picnic.
II was Mildred Fane's eyes that dis
covered the loss Of the lunch baskets.
Where are the baskcts?" she asked
the other ten as they tripped down the
beach toward the wnter. claud in bath
ing garments donned in the shelter o.
some weather beaten lighthouses
Where have they gone, Mr.. Ban
Croft?"
"wby, put them right there" con
fessed Peter. guiltily. pointing to a spo
entirely covered by the rising tide.
Dismal shrieks arose from the girls
while the men breathed deep accom-
panimcnt of wrath.
"T.ookS'' cried Mrs. Fray, with 4
tragic gesture.
They looked--and saw the 81,
baskets bobbing away rapidly; onc'
they thought the tide would return
them on the crest Of wave, but. alas
the baskets were lost in smother o
foam and went manfully to the bottom
to astonish the fishes.
Every - last - one - gone sait
Peter in n hollow tone.
Adele turned pretty face towart
him. her dark eyes flashing angrily.
Peter Bancroft, / hope you ii starv,
to death.' she sputtered.
They all laughed then and Pete
apologized, but apologies wouldn't fee,