The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-07-22
CHAPTER VII

Saturday: tremble when I think what a different entry might be making in my diary tonight
 but, thank Heaven, Peters alive. Luncheon was almost over, though there were still few guests in the tearoom when sudden storm blew up. As we scurried about to close the windows, woman cried, "Oh, a boats overturned on the lake!"
 Instantly there was a stampede to windows and doors. I rushed to one of the French windows which had blown open, then suddenly thought of Peter as I glanced to- ward the lake.
 'Has anyone seen Peter?" I cried.
 ger think he's with Cal in his workshop" Tess said, so grabbing up an old coat I'd left behind the service door rushed out into the storm. Such rain! thought I'd be drowned before I reached the barn where Cal does his repairing.
 "Is Peter here?" I called, pushing the door open.
 "No, Miss Joy, ain't seen him since morning .. said he was going to play with Tad he'll be all right, reckon"
 But a boats turned over between here and Serene Shores .. and maybe Peter |. ." couldn't say another word as I dashed out into the storm .. maybe Peter was in the boat.
 The wind had risen, and with dowered head I hurried along the shore path. At last almost ex- hausted, I rested for a mement against hemlock tree. Brushing my dripping hair aside, I looked ahead crowd of people were on the beach .. I could hear the sounds of excited talking then I saw someone jump from a boat.
 Pulling the coat over my head and shoulders I battled once more against the storm then above the roar of the wind I heard some- one cry, "The boys all right" A moment later my path was blocked and a voice I knew well exclaimed, Then 1t was Peter" Roger stood before me.
 "You're sure he's all right?" I demanded, as I attempted to pass him.
 Of course he is. Coyne rescued hinn and Mrs. Coyne asked me to race along to the Golden Anchor and say the boy was all right; but I never dreamed 1t was Peter till recognized you. What fool am to keep you standing here .. you're drenched to the skin better get home at once"
 I'm all right must go to Peter"
 :" Not till you change" said Roger and he turned me around. For one precious moment I thought he was going to take me in his arms that our differences would be for gotten. Then he said, T guess you'll find your way home all right now" and left me.
 Tremendous excitement at the teahouse when they learned that Peter had almost lost his life telephone service resumed half an hour after I returned. Mrs. Coyne assuring me my small brother was none the worse for his unexpected dip in the lake |. that just as soon as the storm abated MT. Coyne would bring him home.
 Storm went as swiftly as 1t came . terribly rushed at dinner two strange men again seat ed at a table near the door. They must have slipped in when I was was attending Miss Pegler's party. She gave a dinner for some of her friends this evening. Fixing another table in their vicinity I heard one say to the other: Guess we're vast Ing our time here .. think that tip was wrong" Later in the evening caught another fragment of con- He's just the sort of fellow who'd fall for something like that" Couldn't get these remarks put of my mind. all evening .. felt | Must tell Cal about these men ask if he knows who they | are he should keeps tab on | visitors what a swell newspaper | gossip he'd makel
 Game up to bed rather early. Had just started to undress when |