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For lovers of green tea mm eaSEH TEA "BELOVED CASTAWAY" By MARTHA BANNING THOMAS Karen Chase leaves her home in the little town of Two Rivers to travel to a far-off place where she can forget forget the bitterness and unhappiness brought to her and her dead mother and father by a vengeful woman, Mrs. Masters, who as a girl had loved loved Karen's father and had been spurned by him, and had, in revenge, concocted a malicious scheme whereby whereby she had brought him to financial ruin. Karen goes to the little fishing village of Smoke Mountain. There she stays with Peg O'Farrel, devoting her time to tending the villagers in their illnesses. . Meanwhile, Peg's fisherman son, job, has fallen in love with Karen. CHAPTER VI When Rory MacLeod, with the aid of Karen and Job, had safely reached the top of the bluff, Karen introduced ALWAYS ' REPAIR RAGGED NERVES TIRED? That deadly weariness that drags you down all day is probably a sure sign of nerve-starvation. 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Job had gone back to his trawl tubs after learning that the boy was not seriously seriously hurt. "Now," said Karen briskly, "I think we'll have your cot near the window, Little Sandy, so you can watch the road and the children. There! How's that?" "Proper good. I'm right down happy," happy," the child assured her, although pain etched lines in his pinched little face. "He never complains," declared Mrs. Trew proudly. "He's got a heft o' grit into him, Little Sandy has." He Doesn't Whimper Karen beckoned Rory MacLeod out of the room and to a small back porch. She leaned against a lattice that supported a honeysuckle vine. "If they'd make, a fuss about things," she sighed, ,"I could better bear to see them suffer. But even the children are little Spartans. They think it a disgrace to show pain." ' I can see that. What a trump that little chap is! I hope my staying here won't be a trouble to Mrs. Trew now, with her Child laid up." "I'm sure it won't be," Karen said. "I'd stay if I were you. Perhaps you could lend a hand. Besides, I don't believe the boy is hurt seriously in any way," MF-57 mmm Fl N E CUT ri n s vu ■ kp ; 1 . ■' ■ : "All right, r.i t... . ! - t to very much. Rut ar9 yc-i - l-y is all right? Why CCn't tea. e:.'l the dee 1 -. tor?" • I can't kaow definitely, but 1 believe believe so. And if you think calling ,a doctor is so easy, try it ! The physician physician who serves this district may be anywhere within a radius of a hundred hundred miles, or even farther. Only good' luck ever reaches him. We have to do the best we can without him most of the time." "Are you a nurse, then?" "No--I just try to help them." A week after the accident, Karen crept into the Trew house late one bight, not. feeling content to go to bed until she had seen bow Little Sandy was. The house was silent. . She came and stood in the. doorway of the kitchen, kitchen, which served also as Little Sandy's Sandy's bedroom A pale flame burned in a kerosene lamp on the table and shadows lay deep in the corners. Sitting Sitting on a hard, straight-backed chair beside the table was Rory MacLeod, his chin resting on his chest, his long legs thrust out--fast asleep. Little Sandy, whose acute ears had detected Karen's arrival, smiled at her from his pillow. He seemed to be delighted delighted with the joke of seeing Mr. MacLeod asleep. Karen put her finger to her lip and tiptoed to the cot. "Are you all right, child?" she asked in a whisper. 'Tufa-doing fine, Miss Leader. And ain't he a nice feller?" He looked toward toward the relaxed figure by the table. "He makes funny speeches all the time, and keeps me a-laughing fit to bust. It hurts a little when I laugh, but I don't mind. He gave me a jackknife, jackknife, too, with three blades." Karen could see the: bright pleasure in the boy's eyes. "Good night," she whispered, and started toward the door, fearful lest she waken the sleeping man. She had come upon him unawares; if he woke, she would feel embarrassed. She gazed at him a moment. Sleep made him look younger -an almost childlike tranquility lay on his face. She stole away and walked home under under the stars. Not To Be Forgotten Job was at the kitchen door when she reached home. He stood there, a stocky figure half filling the doorway. "You oughtn't to of gone down there alone like that, Karen," he said reprovingly. reprovingly. "Why didn't you tell me?" "I heard you say you were leaving for fishing at three in the morning. You should have been asleep, getting your rest, hours ago." Karen spoke in a low, affectionate voice, glad to find him there. They stood together on the little porch. The sweet fragrance of lilacs filled the air. "Karen, you're a good woman--doing woman--doing what the women have done here always, and no clack about it." "Job," she whispered, "haven't you decided yet about me?" Quite overwhelmingly, overwhelmingly, she yearned to rest in his strong arms, safe and sure, "Job, tell me." She swayed' toward him. He drew away,, stiffening. "Don't." I-Ie spoke harshly. "Isn't, It hard enough trying to be fair?" She sat down on the top step. A lilac branch brushed across her throat. "Am I not to be considered at all?" she said. "Only your own righteous conduct?" She knew the taunt was unfair the moment it left her lips. But she was lonely in a new, disturbing way tonight tonight -- and a little afraid. That glimpse of Rory MacLeod had done something to her. She saw Job's hands open and shut at his sides. "You know I love you!" "Then why all the hesitation about marrying me?" He dropped down beside her. His arm slid about her. With Ms other hand, he tilted her chin. Then he crushed the lilac branch against her throat with his lips, until a sweeter fragrance was released from the bruised petals. He sprang up. 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