The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1938-03-25
SHINING, PALACE

washed away in winter; yet it's far
enough from the beach where the
summer people battle to give us
privacy. You'll love it, Nora, once
you get the hang of things; and I'll
do the cooking. Cooking is one OF
my real accomplishments, as you'll
soon find out"
(which sounds" she laughed, Gas
if you doubted that it's one OF
mine!"
Nora never forgot their arrival
at "the shack" next afternoon.
It had been raining all day; and
though rain was needed to cool the
air, it added neither cheer nor COM
fort to the atmosphere of that one
time fish house, long unoccupied,
covered with dust and cobwebs, sti-
fling now with the accumulated heat
of weeks.
If James Lambert's pampered
daughter needed discipline, she got
it in the moment when her new
husband unlocked the door and
thrust her hurriedly inside out OF
driving rain; and it is to Nora S
everlasting credit that Don did not
suspect the CONSERVATION that
surged through her loyal heart. The
charm of the place which she was
to know later, was wholly lost amid
the gloom and darkness of that
stormy day.
Don having seen the room with
sunlight dancing across it's worn old
floor, never realized just how il
looked to Leonora. In that first mo-
ment she wanted to cry out: "Oh,
Don, we can't stay here! Not now
anyway" To one reared in the soft
lap of luxury, such proceeding
seemed well nigh impossible. In
deed, the words of protest were or
her lips, when, glancing up quick.
ly in dismay, she saw her hus.
bands face.
And it was a TRANSPORTED face
It was the face of a tired small
boy who has reached home. II
brought lump into Nora's throat
It brought swift tears into her eyes
Said Don, throwing open case
ment window at the back: 'Isn't
this wonderful, Nora? The view on
a clear day is simply marvellous
Isn't that fireplace a corker? /,
takes in a four-foot log-not that
one wants to consider fires just
nowl But We'll cool off soon as the
air blows through here. Lucky the
rains not coming from all direc.
tons as I've seen it do. Wen have
things snug long before bedtime.
and" y
He turned, caught her close, hun.
grily. ooh, Nora, tell me I'm moi
dreaming! It's so heavenly to be
away from all that clamor-to be
where it's quiet-to be back here,
dearest, with you-with you'll"
And what could a loving woman
say to that?
No hardships or Inconvenience
are ever so hard and inconvenient
to man, as they are to woman. In
that moment Nora grasped this first
lesson she was to learn of mar
riage, and was forever thankful that
no word of hers had cast a shadow
on Don's happiness.
For things were not so bad as
she had feared. Slipping into a
paint-stained smock discovered in a
closet, Don declared cheerfully that
when all else failed he could always
earn their living as a houseman.
1t was amazing how rapidly he did
away with all that dust. And what
seemed stranger still to the Devil
dered bride, he appeared to derive
pleasure from the performance!
The revolving cobwebs vanished as
if by magic while Nora was hunt
ing through her luggage for some
costume suited to the task in hand.
"But didn't realize the crying
need of aprons in the life of mar
ried woman" she admitted with
chagrin. where are the towels,
Don? Perhaps I can do my share il
I pin one round me. I mustn't