The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1922-12-02
c00kPRO TEN



Il was q typical summer hotel 70
rnnda. At least 20 thought q perspir-
ing and very much dlsgusted young
man. who looked up at Il from the
bottom Of the steep and very ousss
hill
-An Adamless Eden. IN warrant"
he muttered, taking another o ahead
at the long walk still before him
Brown az q young Indian from
weeks Of outdoor camp life and COW
cred with dust and perspiraton. Ger
tainly no one would rave recognized
In this very ~bedraggied young man.
Max Harding, whose ~aristocratic moth
or was q guest at the hotel on the dill.
scowling nercely. he dragged bis
heavy suitcase up the path. only to be
met Of the veranda steps by Q POM
pouslooking individual who effectu-
ally barred his further progress.
Cant come mp the front way, fei-
len; !" said the pompous one. ~AIl
tradesmen and peddlers"--with q sig
nincant look at the heavy case-"must,
70 round the back" and he waved him
grandly away.
"what the" And then N the full
Significance of the servants remark
struck him. Max Harding burst into q
laugh. ~Tradesmen and peddlers-
well. BY Jove. that II Q good one. l
certainly must look fne." he thought
to himself. and then aloud. .All right.
Your Highness. I'll 20 round the back"
and he went.
Maybe l can sneak In through the
kitchen and get washed up before
greet mother" he thought. IF she
ever catches me looking like this
Hello, whew-ew-ew." and he whistled
softly. for Q remarkably pretty girl
sat directly In front Of the kitchen
door. Smelling peas-thus once more
blocking his progress.
"Have you q moment to sparef' he
asked, removing his hat and speaking
In his most engaging manner.
II am sorry. but I haven't" said the
yOUn8 WOAu4n WIZ RtOhhftJ
~glancing up from her work.
"W ell, do you mind II l sit down on
the lawn q minutsT' he hazarded for
his third venture.
II do not" again responded the flair
lady Of the peas" taking him In with
n all-appraising glance.
So Max sank down on the little plot
Of grass In front Of the house and.
leaning his head back against the
building. closed his eyes.
poor fellow" thought the girl. her
sympathy aroused at last, "he must be
pretty tired. I'm afraid ! was rather
oharp with him. Well. he looks dark
enough for one Of those Syrian or Ar
menian peddlers. but he certainly does
not talk like n ell just run in and
get him a glass of raspberry shrub.
It'll cool him on before he goes"
She was back in q moment with a
glass Of delicious looking liquid. and
tapping the young man on the shout
der. she offered II to him.
Here, drink this," she said. SIN
sorry ! couldn't stop to look at your
wares."
This time his mother was seated on
the yeranda, and she greeted him ef.
fusively, but he managed to make her
understand that q bath and some clean
linen were the two most essential
things In his life al that particular mo-
ment. and SO escaped to his roOn.
He descended about an hour later.
looking very different in his white fan
neis, and his mothers pride shone In
her eyes. and she greeted him.
.And Max" she said. there's the
lOveliest girl here. want you to meet
her. Her name Ii Anna Cabot"
sNow. mother" he demonstrated.
"But, Max. dear. this q Is differ
enti She's not one Of the butterfie,
that you are always Directing to. She
II q graduate Of q domestic science
college. and she knows no end of
things. But wait-she's promised tc
nit ut our table tonight. and your SCI
for yourself"
swell, no sign of your divinity yet.
mother" said Max. some minutes Ia
ter. when they had started their din
ner: perhaps" - hopefully - "she's
changed her mind"
.No. here she comes" said Mrs.
Harding. and straight to their table
came the lady Of his afternoons ad-
venture.
Lifting her eyes to acknowledge the
introduction. the color flooded into the
girls face. and her eyes asked innu-
merabie questions as she recognized
him. 80 HeA
"Did you know that Katie. the cook.
left this afternoonf" asked the girl OF
Mrs. Harding. some moments later
when she was herself again.
Good gracious" gasped that lady.
"Who took her placef"
II did," said the girl. quietly mea
uring glances with rhe young man op-
nn.t&o 49, ay nrnuug~oN NJ uc~ sbos