The Oregon daily journal. (Portland, Or.) 1902-1972, September 10, 1922, Page 62, Image 62

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KITTY HAKOVSR, song and dance "BtngLeT in
.'vaudeville, footed nc&A or the coining tea
: rii fit hrtr lti feoferad her. no
more home thsa a vabbit and tired of leaping from
one macadamized city to another, turned her prettyt
eye Northward toward, the Adirondack,
She might have spent s paay sainioer w-new
York, fershe -was fresh, f oot-loose and fair, a pet
of the publfc and a favorite la Ota profession. Bat
Kitty wanted a rest. Theater and pavements and
overtures freni the pit and tit stage door made her
tired. She hade neer Uved in the rantry and had
spent hat a few day of her whole young Ufa
away from the electric lights end the "Improve
ments' of metropolitan surroundings. '
So she called up a newspaper resort bureau and
elected at random a place that Ustened as though It
might he divertingly dull end remote. She tele
graphed ahead, and woke tip among tha mountains.
At the tittle station a dasty rusty old auto met
her, and at the wheel was a bright-eyed led of
rourieen. ii& nnnea ana piggies aa am wswboq
her struggling across the platform with her sev
oral heavy hags. "
"Phewl I'm Miss Hanover." she panted.
Teh I know." he answered. VTm. Hank."'
. "Pleased to meet you, Hank. You might hare
helped me with my baggage.
"Teh. I might o but I didn't. Hop in."
He drove her miles over one of those roads that
the rarali tea maintain with a special view to keep
ing motorists away, and landed her with creaking
and grinding brakes at the foot of a hill, where she
saw the back ol a log lodge.
"Here we are," sang Hank.
"Fine'. Now you carry my bags.
"Sure. I have to on this end, or ma gives me fits
on the other end she can't sea me, So you carry;
-your own , .
" "You're no chomp. Hank," said Kitty.
-Bet I ain't. You think all the slick
people live la town! Wait till you're here
WhUe. , ' .fr
it was rather lata la the season,
and visitors were thinned out at Her
mit's Lake. Impressive foothills of
tin cans, empty bottles, excelsior and
packing boxes, testified, however, that
July and August had left their tribute
and taken their tithe in rest and recrea
tion. Hank's ma, a worn-looking woman
past forty, was running the lodge alone
now, though she told Kitty that she had
employed half a dozen waitresses and
three cooks a month earlier.
" 'Taia't been a baa Bummer," sue
observed. "We're a little out ' tha way
uere. but we was taMa' in as high, as a
thousan dollars a week in Jly an' Angus'.
We can't get no much help no more, so
we couldn' build no two more cottages,
like we wanted to, or we'd o did soma
better." i -
Kitty whistled at the figures, for
thousand dollars a week sounded
rather big even to her, and her life was
cast in a field of suite
healthy numbers. But she
mentally voted that ft was
worth almost any reward to
be sentenced to life in the
wilds. That was before she
had spent several evenings
on the porch, listening to
Mrs. Rawleigh, Hank's ma.
Kitty's eyes were opened
at the tales of the gay and
fast doings in the woods.
It seemed to her that dis
tances were so vast, the fa
cilities for .social mingling
were so troublesome how
could these folks really en
dure life, not to speak 'of en
joying it?
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The lake was miles long and more than a mile
wide, and not more than a dozen habitations dotted.
Its shores Back ; of It, in every direction, were
mountains, traversable only over trails Invisible
until one came right onto them. There was no
farming worth mentioning. Tha whole section
seemed to be living off the Summer -visitors, and,
though these cams in goodly numbers duthtg three
months each year, It still seemed scarcely possible
that they could maintain even the taxes on so
enormous a territory. . )
So it seemed but Kitty found that the moun
taineers not only lived, but waxed wealthy. Board
and lodging, boat rental, hauling to and from the
distant depots, -guiding and driving sightseers over
the awful roadways ran into formidable amounts.
And the natives had. somehow, learned all , the
tricks of applying "extras" in service. Strangea
were prey, the open seasoa was short, and they had
the long Winters to exchange ideas on how to trim
the vaeatloneers. . -
She learned, from the' long talks with Mrs. Raw
leigh, that there was no spirit of resignation to
the hard backwoods life not so It could be noticed.
The Adirondacks reeked with moonshinlng, crime,
vice and scandal, much of it raw and open and far
beyond what would be tolerated in the most shame
less' and, advanced metropolis. . The motor roads
from Moireal to Manhattan, the most famous boot
leggers krail on earth, ran through the heart of
tne nuge mouniam area, j
The mountaineers had realized that early. They
3 knew that" the rum runners must cruise through
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more inan precarious ior tne uquor sneaaers ssnnir
tar to the special constables and sheriffs in - tha
early days of speed laws, when, local rural com-
muuiues oiucers wnu power w uoia P.
and fine l tourists, the Adirondack counties found
that they could man their roads and flag machines
for search. Much pf this was dona la good faith.
but soon crooked individuals turned tha situation
to their own profit by levying ca " Cxe booze
carrleri?';;; '4 - t- f- - .--'
Kitty taade" the whole lake with Hank as her
boatsman and guide. The boy knew every hidden
ock and every switch of wind and current. Ha
knew Just what bait each 'fish family hungered for
at each notrrof the , day and in every pooL He
feU madly in love with Kitty before her first dainty
foot had touched the weather-beaten run
ning board of his car, and, being young
and unwlsa as to the courtship methods
of the city slickers, ha set eat to impress
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her with his attainments and talents in the woods
and oa th water. ? v
Hank all. but, caught the bass with his bare
hands and hooked fheia on Kitty's line. Yet, with
tha technique that leads' boys to" pull tbe hair
. of the girls they adore and tease them' and badger
them, Hank never spoke a soft word or a kind
one Jo Kitty always he "rode" her about her
clumsy casting, her amateurish swimming. Iter
fear of harmless snakes and stingless Insects, her
ludicrous questions regarding the few things ha
knew, about and about which he knew so much.
- And . when Kitty's vacation was over and he
drote her back to the sun-beaten depot. Hank felt
sick. For two weeks ha had lived for her and on
her a her pretty face and her nifty little figure,
oa her dainty city ways and on her dependence on
aim along the, trails and In tho tricky canoe. Now
sha was going but of his life, and not aH the
Winter sports, the gaieties of mountain life ia the
loafing season, would compensate of console him.
Hank was badly wounded.
' "Going to carry my bags to the train?" asked
Kitty, with a broad smile and a flash of her gleam
ing teeth. r
Hank answered "Awl
"Come' on be a spoil. v
Aw for. what?
. Til give "you HI giye you trr"
rsfoull gimme what?"
TU give yjsua.klss! .
-Aw go on. . . all right, I'll, carry em.. ..but
not for no not for what you said."
Hank carried 'the bags to the very spot where
the Pullman would land. He stood scratching tha
Jbrick landing with first one toe and then the other.
The train was late, of course. Hank hoped it would
bo hours late, but it was delayed only a scant
forty minutes. They heard it screaming around
the curve a mils op the track, and it came crunch-
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Kitty "Made" tha Whole Lake with Hank
as Her Boatsman and Guide. The Boy
Knew Every Hidden Rock and Every
Switch of Wind and Current. He Knew Just What Bait Each Fish Family Hungered tor
at Each Hour of the Day and hi Every PooL He Fell Madly in Lore with Kitty
fng and grinding into the station. Hank had so
further services to render tha porter seised the
bags I and headed into the car with them. Kitty
put ut her hand. .
"Good-bye, Hank." she said, with a smile that
almost tore his heart
- "Glbye. he choked, and he took her hand.
Kitty yanked him to her and printed a smack'
lag kiss squarely on his lips. The flagman called'
"All aboard 1 Kitty waved and mounted the steps.
The train began to "move down the platform. Hank
stoodj there, watching it pull away. Then he slowly
turned and-went back to his battered car. And In
another minute he was banging and bouncing
north1 and the train was gliding and speeding
south and Kitty was reclining back .in the cush
ions and breathing how glad she was to feel again,
tha luxury of civilization, and Hank was " biting,
his lips and cussing the stuttering carburetor. -
Into New York, into a taxi, into a modern,
hotel, into a mahogany suite, into a porcelain
tub, Went Kitty Hanover next morning, and out of
her thoughts and her life went the Adirondacks
and the lake and Hank and the parting kiss.
back on the shores of Hermit's Lake, sur
rounded by majestic hills that stretched away in
every direction and seemed! to shut off the Uttls"
valley from the rest of the world the world tha?
1823, tr iBtenattonsI restore Btrria. too. Great Britain Sights
held myriad wonders and Kitty sat Hank
The scene wss as a book with all Its pages
open to him. He knew that in that'little black spot :
la the water were eass, and they would bite on
red. artificial files; he knew that just across the
Ilka ii & KalM trafl Ibat th nn rr
wiMagr and twilight for water; he .knew that "fT IIV'ZJ .'"".T
the , lake would freeze by Thanksgiving pay and
he could skate across to Billy Barlow's cabin, where
the old trapper would show him his guns and his
trophies and tell him tales of tbe days of fifty,
years ago, when hewas the pioneer settler on
Hermit's Lake, the hermit ; after whom it was
named. He knew that school would open soon and -caus I kind of like to look at her and then she goes'
that Lottie Swanatrom, the best looking girl forv'eff ott a, long trip from' here and she won't be back
He knew, that and much more- i ; f t: this She didn't do it and she don't even know about
But he knew that bis heart was somewhere south. "lit She thinks I come here to Jus see city life end if
among strange people, the people who weren't any C ever meet beriion't you tell her no diffrent be
smarter than he was, doggone them-and that his ' ' ??wlml2?w11 fA 'TH heS H?w
fc. k,,- .. :wHi.'rw- she done to me even if it wasn't her fault?
heart burned as hisjipsv tingled. And theext fThe, next time I show a city gal where all the
thing Ma Rawleigh knew. Hank had goie oft in ' fine pools is and bait her hook for her and guide
the car somewhere, and wasn't to be found. When "her to the real, trails and carry her bags for her
he dldatppear for dinner uique occurrence
-she grew alarned. When he failed tocometMeVt thet vonl1 plea8e uke l &
for supper, she was scared plenty and she ran
over to her nearest neighbor's. He drove her to
- oini tna iner "r learnea mat iianK nad ieea
p.liaen passing throtjgh hours before, speeding south-j
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. NO ene;aeemed able to offer a reasonable sola'
lotu' MrsEawleigh could think up ho reason why
Hank should run away. He had been inoody, yes,
for sraeka-but that was characteristic of boys at
his age. He had never complained, had never asked
tor much that "lie hadxrt gotten: what could it be?
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.Two days-later tne postmaster crove out to airs.
Cawlelgh and ahowed her a telegram. It was from -the
Chief of Police fn a town near Albany. A boy
had been arrested wrth'k car. Inquiring his' way
to Neir-Totk. Th boy refused to sinswer any ues
tlona . The llcahse tiumber showed Jt had . been.
Issued to a IXr. TUwIeigh at Hermit's take.' Was
tha' ear stolen? Tha boy 'was being -held pending
the postmaster's reply. ' - ; ,
Teferraslx him to hold Hank, his mother is -
coming, aniwered..Mrs.; Rawleigh, and .she ran '
$ jot o9i ovm areas. u ch(b u-us mu uua.
and when she found Hank la the calaboose she
I threw her arm' about him. and started to cry. t
- "Aw. gee-HCBt-It out, toa," : protested Hank. rm
au rjght"1 '. : , '" . s
Why ;-dld-yoa do itr she wept i "Why did you
ran away rhere were yoa going?" ,
f 4idV run away. I Jus thought I'd: run down
,to Hew Tora aae what ' It " was , like, ma. I .
r -aever seen ic,.anr inougni - .
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Hank drove back to Hermit's Lake.
H littte' about his escapades'Tle said very ,
little ' about anything. . Hank was a
changed boy. , Everybody put it down
to "that period?, when a boy changes
.into manhood!. Nobody-' ever gave a
"thought; fo Kitty, of 'course., for there
had- been countless pretty girls at tho
't 'iak that. Summer and every other
Summeri u'-' ; y-A ' ' " '
The "4y ir)fre growliig short and
the shadows v were growing long when
Mrs. Rawleigh chanced to be reading
her Syracuse Sunday paper. ' ; "
"Look, Hank," she said, glancing up.
Here's a picher of ! a' friend o' yourn
Mhat city gal you used to t6te aroun
thejake . :- : , j
Hank ' glanced over her shoulder
and -Jumped. ' If was a cut of Kitty
Hanover, "Coming ta Keith's."
When Mrs. ; Rawleigh went to bed
f tXank.'.snaked the paper and took it
xt his room. He gazed at It long and
4 for, Bew that the luxurious city folks
"J were no longer about, electric Ushi
made by. gasoline motor was a waste.
It was. Monday night; Kitty , was aU
ready .in Eyipteuse; sh was appear
ing .that r.eTehleg, "perhaps at that s
This time Hank took no ahaaces.
, Ha would borrow no car hor pther
identifying v Impedimenta. He ' had
money, W; the slickers "tipped liber
ally all Summer.: Ut packed up a few.
things ahd slipped out of the window;
and climbed down jie i11? PPe la his
Sunday pants, " It was more than two'
.miles to the ata'tionf but he had an
hour and Jtwelye minuter to nuke the
aighftranC. So he walked t t'..
MrWC'ltawlaighy : was'-umfounded
wheayffaak missed breakfast and she
found 'a all evidences of his
flight 1 The arxttood out in the yard,
its yearrouod '. garagd. The -; boats
were atl in place. Che drove to town
end learned that Hank had taken the
mountain limited for Syracuse. This
time she did not go after him.- It hurt
and scared he but, after all, what
eould happen, to him? If the boy waa
'bent on seeing city, life, what coull
. she do about it? .
She thought of telegraphing the Chief
of Police at Syracuse. But what chance
was there pf the Chief finding a boy
in. each' a 'huge. place as: Syracuse?
Ah! Maybe Kitty Hanover'would see
him. it wss possible. The boy knew
she was there, sod maybe he would
hunt her up. Mrs. Rawleigh sent a
telegram to Kitty at Keith's, asking
her to communicate if she saw Hank.
., to tell the boy to write home, that ha
. would not be ' molested if he wanted
to auy. r
' ' The answer came ' from Hank; br
letter, two, days later. It read: f i (
"Dear Ma: I come here to see Kitty. It ain't
her fault but I'm goofy over her. She remembered
me alt right but she says I look. like bell In my'
Sundy cloths and how are you and all the folks at
the lake and' she won't be back nest Summer becaus
she's going to Eurup. I come here to ast her would
she marry me but I didn't -get toaat her becaus sha
theater'and she's a dancer and she sings too. If you
run my motor boat don't forget to clean the spark
pluggs Kitty ; 'says to teli too the Adirondacks is a
fast place to that kind ofa place but atter all give
her the: big towns becaus she knows more about
taxief than what she could ever learn about canuea,
111 ba here the rest of the week while she's here be
005 lotlng son.
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