The Ely miner., 1930-08-08
WAS NOT
ACCUSTOMED
TO PARI.OR
TRICKS

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&c bv D J Walsh,

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&c by Walsh,
TT WAS greatly against the wishes
of the Summers family that their
daughter. janet. accepted the 20.
sition as assistant director of the
"Fairleigh Summer Camp for city
| Children" at Lake of Pines. For Sew
eral weeks il had been the subject of
considerable argument and Mrs Sum
mers had wept on several occasions at
the mention of it.
"But. mother there is nothing at the
seashore for me- | spent eight weeks
there last summer and was bored 20
death. Nothing hut dancing. bridge
and mOtOring-that crowd won't even
go swimming for fear of getting
tanned Sit around i'm tiashy bathing
suits under striped umbrellas and pose ,
| cannon waste another summer like
that and surely il won't he wasted il
can help SIS little chIdren-poor.
hungry little waifs-to get strong and
we'll"
And so you call spending summer
with your family assuciatine with the
best people on the cape AS any other
normal young woman should do. vast
ing time. Janet?" inquired Mrs. Sum.
mers plaintively as she inspected the
back of her aXquisitely marcelled hair
with mirror And besides the Leon
ards have taken The Haven for the
|
Janet Iaughed and kissed her moth.
er'S cheek $50 that is what you mad
up your sleeve! Well, Nancy will
have TO do the society stuff for the
family MOI even Andrew Leonard
and his family tree and his millions
could tempt me away from the Fair
leigh summer camp"
And now children" called Miss
Janet Summers of New York and CaI.
cod the third Wornine of the camp
ins season. we will race 70 the lake
and duck The first five who get wei
all over can drive to the post office
with me. one! Two! Three!" ana
thirty children scampered down the in
cline into he lake Fine! Lizzie
Mabel. Arthur and you two boys were
first Now practice the swimming
stroke ! showed you Yesterday and
am going TO swim out to the raft. I'm
coming right hack"
She was swimming iaZily out beyond
the raft when voice came across the
water
Hey. youngster, you're getting
pretty far out. Better 90 back. I'm
going To race you in." and Janet caught
glimpse of a touSIpd wet head
above the blue of the lake. muscular
brown arm cutting the water like a
knife She turned quickly and start
ed back She was an excellent swim
mer and they touched bottom at the
same time and turned 10 face each
other. The man laughed.
"Some swimmer! But-but. guess
you're moi one of the youngsters after
all I'm Jim Fairleigh. Miss"
Summers. Mr. Fairleigh. Assistant
to Mrs. Raney and Mr.. Gray I'm so
glad To know you-hut | Thought you
were an old mani" and then he was
surrounded by a happy. laughing group
ot children. thin little arms pncirclins
his legs. the air filled with shouts of
Mr.. Jim is here! Mr.. Jim"
An hour later he waded back into
the wafer and struck out with fine
CT rfiy t.,x rd ~ on,
the opposite shore Janet stood watch
ing him for moment.
"He is so different from Andrew
and the rest. He likes 70 do things
worth while! Come. children lei 5
practice that stroke so we can show
Mr.. Jim tomorrow One two. three
one. two three" and beneath her
breath she was saying "Mr.
Jim Fairleigh jim
Fairleigh Jim :"
He was daily visitor at the camD
sometimes swimming across the lake
other times driving up in his battered
old car filled with vegetables. fruit
books. and on Saturdays there were
watermelons or freezer of ice cream
| for the Sunday dinner And there
were bouquets of garden flowers fcr
Janet. old fashioned hIoSsoms-phlox
| nasturtiums. sweet williams and pans.
| les. Those are the only kind | grow
in my garden" he said the first time
he brought them. ''rhey were MY
| mothers favorites. ! hope you like
them. too"
He was a regular sunday dinner
| guest and in the late afternoon as the
sun began to disappear behind the
| pines and the lake took on silvery
simmer under the twilight he would
! sit and tell stories to group OF quiet
contented children; stories of the
| fairies and the legends of Ireland: /:
places he had visited on his winter