The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-03-26

DeV-Mr. JOCk-WOuIQ hIlOW tAIe
truth. He would know that
He was coming toward hel
across the lawn. his hair tousled
bv the wind. She had not talked
to him since the night she had
run away from him after that brief
moment Of ecstasy. close to his arms
since she ha6 sobbed: You mustn't
say that to me" Today he would
know why he must not love her,
must not hold her close.
Hello ne said cheerily. I have
an ideal"
Jackie left his sand fort to slip
his hand into his fathers.
Lets run away" Mr.. Jock was
saving. YOU and Jackie and Betty
Lou and me. Well take the speed
boat and Martha will pack us a
picnic dinner and we'll go over to
that little green island you see out
there against the water.
I named it Happiness Island
years ago when l was kid. l al
WAYS went there when I wanted to
be alone. and imagined 1 was an
Indian brave or Robinson Crusoe.
Jackie and Betty Lou welcomed
his suggestion with shouts of de-
light. lingo sat silent, looking out
over the expanse of blue to the
blur of green against the water
Happiness Island! One more day of
happiness
"Jessica," came his voice, grave,
kind. 7 promise-Il not speak
again-win not tell you what
have wanted to tell you-untn you
are ready to listen"
She looked up at him, tried to
smile. He helped her to her feet
and instructed the gardener, busy
on the lawn, to go to the back
door and have the cook put up a
lunch for four and bring it to the
pier.
I am running away from the
noise and confusion" he confessed
I like peace and solitude. 1 never
did care for this social life"
Happiness ISland-and after TO-
day. all the happiness that had been
hers would be shattered. She must
not delay longer. but just one more
day
Wen come back about s." he
said as he bent to unite the hawseI
that secured the slender mahogany
speed boat to the end of the pier
Just in time TO dress for the bis
party. For the next six hours We vii
forget it."
With the lunch basket slowed
away under a seat, he extended hi:
hand and helped lingo into the
boat.
You sit here with me. jackie anc
Betty Lou on the cushions. Come on
son. There We arei'
LINGO reso,utely shut out al
j thought Of Harry; the letter thai
demanded she meet him tonight,
trying TO forget Vera and her mock
ing eyes: trying to forget the danger
that was drawing nearer to the Dey
home. trying To forget that today
John must know.
Just living today-with Mr.. jock
Forgetting the past-everything, but
that she was with Mr.. Jock.
"JeSsica, take of your hat. want
to see your hair in the sun"
She laughed as she threw the
little felt hat into the bottom OF
the boat. raising her face to the
wind: trying TO forget. And he was
laughing. too. his fine eyes crinkled
at the corners.
The emerald speck was growing
larger and clearer. Trees were
silhOuetted against the blue. waving
in the soft summer wind. A stretch
Of white appeared. A sandy curve
Of beach
Happiness Island. Jessica." he
whispered. And a whole day OF
happiness ahead"
The engine was turned of ano
the boat continued its smooth glide
through the water until the pointed
prov noSed its way up over the
sand.
John jumped out and held his
hand out 10 her. AS he swung her
10 the beach clear Of the waters
edge that broke in white foam
against the sand. she felt his heart
beating against hers.
She turned away quickly. shading
her eyes with her hand. Far away
she could see the rambling outlines
Of the great. white stone house
against the green; turmoil. strife
fear. unhappinesS.
And this little green island in the
midst OF ever rolling waters meant
peace. happiness. contentment fol
Just today The great house OF
white stone back there-JOhn Dey'S
home. The little green standard
Mr. jock.
She watched him as he removed
the lunch basket from the boat and
deposited il beneath a shady spread
ing tree.
Now. let's look for shells" he
suggested. There are some splen-