The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-09-13

For Maria they bought a pipe with a large can of tobacco. Then came
 the question of Miss Oracle. "Theres hardly anything good
 enough for Miss Oracle" Mona
 said. we rushed over here that
 terrible day to bring the doctor
 and the serum but 1t was Miss
 Oracle who risked her life draining
 the poison from the wound. Noth- save Steve without Miss Gracie!"
 "She was an awful butch, though" Barry added. trying to smile. Steve's suffering was an un- II pleasant thought. "She hacked and whacked at the wound, you know, with a knife"
 But Steve was unconscious. He didn't suffer from" 1t. :"
 Well, it took a lot of nerve and lot of skill too. 1 guess she saved his life. We all did what we could but Miss Oracle kept him alive un- til we got the doctor there. The serum kept him alive after that. Allen is a nice fellow. like the way he stays around. Do you know l he simply refuses to discuss fee! Talks as though he were imposing on us by staying!"
  you know that?" Mona asked.
 Barry's eyes widened. with Lot 1 tie? You don't say!"
 Mona nodded solemnly. "Yes, but | I guess he knows there's no hope | for him. 1 think he understands the situation. He's really staying around to help her." Rather a waste all around isn't it-this love business?" Barry be- gan. Hottie loves Steve, pr Allen loves Lottie. ! love you-' They were nearing dangerous ground. And whom does Steve | love?' Mona asked.
 Barry pondered. That would be telling!' he said. "The really im- portant question, my dear young lady, is whom do you love?" she did not look toward him. She could feel her hands trembl-
 1T asked you a question. dear" Barry insisted, not to be slde- tracked.
 "There's the steamer" Mona ex- | claimed. The $. $. Helena was just rounding the bend with flags flying. The tiny motor boat bearing har- bor officials had pushed out from | the jetty and was blowing through | the sapphire bowl which made the harbor. The s. S. Helena, anchored | would ride with the tide for sev- eral hours.
 "Shall we wait to see the tour | ists?" asked Barry as the native boatmen clambered into their barks and started out briskly at safe distance from the power boat. s;rf>l> Ln ix, Mona said, "Yes, let's!" The tour ists, in twos and threes, were leav- | ing the steamer now, bargaining on | the companionway for the most de- sirable of the shifting boats before them.
 Mona watched the oars dipping rhythmically~ as the two boatmen in each craft brought their boats to shore.
 "Here. comes the mail" Barry remarked idly.
 The motor boat, ignoring the proximately of the rowboats over which 1t proceeded ruthlessly. had turned and was making toward the dock. A man in white with a dark canvas bag slung over his shoulder leaped ashore, lighted a pipe and  square to the postofiice. We may as well follow Mona said. Have We finished all the err rands? Coffee pot, thread Tor MISS Oracle. pepermints. glue. Didn't someone ask for stationery" She thought a moment. "Oh. yes. we were to get avocados! feel as If should eat as many as possible be- fore we i' back"
 You mean to New York;"
 This was nearing dangerous ground again. A reference to, de- parture might be fatal.
 Let's get the mall" Mona urged.
 They waited In the wide post office where the arched window loked out on a riot or poineiana. Postofiice clerks in khaki or linen bent ever their tasks. Presently one of them raised the frosted pane which shut out the too eager pub. lic and caller to Barry (To Bc ConcIudedb