SHARING A COOLIN
WHEN Gwcn Mooro arrived at Slig- lie was wearing big climbing boots, and ■nehan in Skye slie fell very sur- he had a largo coil of rope in liis hand, prised. Sho had not thought "What a funny time to start!" said she was going to stay in a place which Given, consisted of only ono house. "People are fond of going out by That house i& an inn, and the Moores moonlight," answered her mother, went at once indoors to unpack. Gwen "and it's going to bo full moon tohad a room near hor parents and whon night." blio looked out of her window sho saw The strango child, whoso name was tho Coolin Hills. Sophie, saw him off with a hug, and Mountains; real mountains! coming past Gwcu sho said importantly: Gwen, who lived in Kensington, had "My 'daddy's gone to climb my own never seen anything likq these lofty, Coolin. Ho's going up Glamaig." sugar-cone-shaped bills, rising side by "Horrid ruSe girl!" said Gwcn to side in a great* group. , herself. When she camo down to dinner sho Gwcn had a strange dream that night, told her father that sho has chosen a and soon after dawn she woko feeling Coolin for her very own. ■ queer and afraid. She jumped up, "Mino is Glamaig—the waiter told throw on her dressing gown, and ran to me its name," Gwen said in her clear her mother's bedroom, voice, nodding her head toward a great Her father, looking very tired, was pinkish hir that could be seen quito sitting on a chair, clearly from the dining-room. • "Why, Gwen!" oxclaimed hor niothA little girl who was sitting at tho er. "What's the matter, darling!" ' next table turned swiftly round. ' "Isn't it the middlo of tho night?" "I'm sorry," she said primly, "but said the dazed child. I've taken Glamaig. You can'fc havo ."Yes. ' Poor Mr. .Whitson went. him." • climbing with another man up Glamaig Gwen did not like this, but sho was and ho tripped and sprained his anklo. much too surprised to say anything. Dad^y has beon half-way up tho hill They saw the little girl later in the with-a rescue party, and is only just in. evening hanging on the arm of 3, big It's 2 o'clock. They carried him down man, her father. Sho had grand, queer safely; luckily for cveryono ho wasn't clothes on, and Gwen whispered to her very far up." , mother: "She looks rather like a mon- The next day Sophie, meeting Gwcn key, I think." i n the hall, said to her shyly: The man, who they found was called "Thank your father very much for Mr. Whitscra, was going out to climb, rescuing Daddy on —on our Coolin."
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Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 74, 28 March 1931, Page 18
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458SHARING A COOLIN Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 74, 28 March 1931, Page 18
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