Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1863-10-23
AT THE SEA SHORE.
By Any RANDOLPH.

| Il was q coy little nook, Nesting amid
wave -bleached walls of rocks, with velvet
stretches of snowy sand and dimpling pools o
water from which peep out colored shells and
! green tangled tresses of sea weed.
"Isn't it sweet here 2" exclaimed Stephan.
ie CaldertOo, untyiDg the ribbons Of her broad
L" fat" so that the wind might play unhindered
with her loose brown ringlets-
| There was no answer. Rose Miller was
WsIking slowly on with her blue, dreamy eyes
fixed vaguely on the far distance while faint
color came and went across her cheek
| Why dOo't you answer, Rose" persisted
Stephanie, merriIy- 1 don't know though
it's because you are Yexed at John Darrells
Irritation with Katy Arnott-"
Rose shook her head haughtiy.
' John Darrell need render no account OF
bis doings to me-" she said, eurVing her lips,
" He is at liberty to play chevalier to any
lady be likes-I refused him this morning :"
Refused him refused John Darrell ?"
Stepha0ie opened her round black eyes in
surprise.
Refused John Darrell-lhe handsomest
fellow ct the seaside, and the Boblest "a man
who loves you better than his own hearts
blood! Oh! Rosa, how could you 70
He does not love me :" returned Rosa qui
etly. "a Ii is mere passing fancy-an evanes
cent partislity. The man that wins me must
be no such cool calm woOer. / want love
stronger than life itself!" 4
And So" exclaimed the indignant Ste
phanie, John Darrell is to be discarded be-
because he don't think proper to shoot himself,
or go insane, or perform any other little piece
Of private theatrical Rosa Miller, / think
you are an unmitigaied u
The sunset was glowing redly across the
sands. when merry little party came ont up
on the smooth beach where their mint ure
bad been erected. A gray-bair |
ed old fisherman sat idly on one Of the rocks,
while newly-mended ne! lay beside him on
the shore. He looked up and greeted the |
new corners with nod.
why here's old jackson again !" exclaim. |
ed Marmaduke CaIderton, gaily. "What
have you done with your boat, old Truepen- |
Dy? fits gone, we'll have to be content |
with a bath, instead of a SAIL"
The old man shook his head, while he
pocketed the short black pipe that had ap
parently enlivened his solitude and said !:
The less you have to do with salt water
the better when sharks are around, and, true
as you're alive, 1 seen one o. them ugly de-
mons of the rocks not three hours ago. @
Nonsense y laughed CaldertOn. "You
we're dreaming jackson! Who ever heard
Of a shark in these waters ?"
" No, sir, warn't dreamin', and l calculate
I've lived long enough to know the white bel
y CT shark when see it, Howsever you
can believe it or not as you please"
There never was anything half SO bewitch-
ing as Rosa Miller looked in her dark blue
bathing suit, edged with vivid scarlet. The
sunset seemed to leave its carmine shadow on
her cheek-tbe blue sparkle OF the waves
.eemd to concentrate in her eyes, while the
ong golden tresses that escaped from under
ler straw bat, gave careless grace to the
whole John Darrell, carelessly tossing Peb
oels into the sea, from his advantageous point
N the shore, saw how lovely she was, and his
leart sank within him l9e .r- .-#t