The Cleveland leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1865-1865, 1865-05-27

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: had never spoken or screamed during tn
whole time, bat was deadly pale.
taaaHA pretty girl" said Frank to himself
at have seeh that face before"
r By this time the coxswsin mad begun t,
back the aPhantom," and his crew, obes
ing his orders with more zeal than discre
f.tion, put on so much steam that they would
infaihbly have run Belle down, if PrEnl
hsdn't towsd the HKstydid9 out of thu
1sRay. Then the diving Belle was taker
Lon, board, and Mary became speedily al
most Is wet as Miss Bogark, hngging her
acme aboard, sir" ssid the coxsWAint
holding out his hand.
GJgThsnk you" said Frank; sIH pick uE
my SOULS and paddle my " csnoe, Il
3y0uTe 10 objeetinn!" 7ile n1a7l
u If the coxs vain bsd no objection, one oI
the lseulls had; for it disappeared, and was
\ no more to be seen by Frank or its own
er.o 50 he climbed into the "Phantom.'
His long whiskers held water like sponges
he looked like syoung Neptune. With
siolly lAugh'he said:
Frank Mitchell Please let me pull or III
cstch cold"
. I'M give ups can you pull stroke y
asked the stroke osr, who was naturally
) lazy ella -s- 9ssn
"A little" answered Frank, modestly,
and sat down. a i
a4Give way" said the coxswain.
A. 81 rather thin k he can pull stroke" said
No 3 to f.. a.f ..s
His long, steady, slow swing infected
them all. The "Phantom" ceased rolling
mo more crabs we're caught, and in an
suBprecsdentedly short time thoy were atthe
abbey dock. Belle had been rolling up in
carpets ofthe boat, and the stroke oar had
given her 8 slight dose of brandy and river
water; 60 she was able 80 walk when the
partyidisembarked.
Vet people go frst" shouted 5, who
was g bit Of q wsg. rod ar -F
Frank offered his arm TO Belle. He did
not know then that his future wife hung
upon his arm.
THE RESCUE OF TIE BOUQUET
iosi Boating continued to flourish. Other
clubs we're organized other scull boats
were to be seen on the river. And finally
some original genius proposed q single
scull regatta andR champion belt with
everything in the regular style. The idea
pleased. A very handsome belt was pur-
chased BY subscription, and the race was
advertised as "open TO all Peddlingto-
mans"
This termed out to be E great mistake.
All the she'll boats on the river were own
ed by club boatmen, when the notice of
the rice was published. But the "roughs y
! get vivid of the value of the belt They
clubbe1 together, bought 9 secondhand
she'll, and choss Jimmy Dorsn, the skif-
T. ferfymsD, their champion And as Jim
nay heat all the silk stockings" every
time hemet them prsctisir g, it looked very
much as though the silver champion belt
would go into peculiar keeping.
The young lady friends of the boat clubs
were of course intensely interested. Belle
Bogsrt poured forth her griefs to Frank
Mitchell one evening.
1uaI thought my cousin Dick was going
to Ginl ,eeverybody Eaid SO; and so l prom
sieed1t0 present bOquet out OF my own
garden to the winner; and now the skill
man is going to beat them all; and Harry
Seymour told o day that he WAS going
tofhAEe a beautiful " bOokRy" given him
dbyia niceyoung lady. / wish somebody
would beat him. Won't you2"
Frank laughed, snd said that he had no
hnat EHrs u'tS 'dhi % 7ons 81 fI 81
There were four entries for the belt un-
til within five days of the race, when i g
trustees received by mail the entrsnce-fee
required, and 8 request that MEMO might
be added TO the rest.
1 Who was Nemo2 was the great
question in boating circles. Where did he
get his ptsctics q. 5F..s s. m
J. No one could answer these queries. No
one had seenJAny strange oarsmen on the
/ go HH r. n,-,- -ScklAUH he alp11
have one brush with him.
This mysterious entry dilquieted jim
myts soul. He haunted therlVer st strange
hours, getting up at midnight of 8 moOniit
night and securing the stream before the
city, but in vain. ~
The eeveniful dsy came. Peddington
hsd poured forth its swRrms Of spectators,
who we're spread along the river banks like
strips of vAriegated ribbon. The judges
were in their boat, The names Of the hrst
four entries were called and nj wered TO,
but Memo answered not Jimmy Yves re-
lisved ID ..sLalrl a g
HThat there Nimmo's q fraud" he said,
exultingly, to his hackers.
As if IN answer to this declaration, from
among the crowd of skifs which lay 8 lit
tie way from the judges Shot forth a she'll
1t came very swiftly toward the lscsne of
action.
The other boats shone forth in. all the
glory Of bright oolors and coach-body I'm
ish. Not 30 this coming bost. Rusty of
csn7as and dingy of paint, it formed a
great contrast to its opponents.
It was, of course, Contemplated with in
tense curiosity, particularly by Jimmy
Dorian. Every one knew it was Memo.
Every n wished to rec who Memo was.
Every one Was disappointed.
He wore q fine hAlf-mssk, which allowed
him TO see perfectly without being recog-
nizsd. Loud was the buzz of astonisn-
ment. Who could it be2 Belle Bogsrt
thought for q moment of Frank Mitchell !;
but this man with the iron mask" had
no whiskers. The man drew for positions.
Memo had the inside. zone twOl gOI"
and they were eff; Dick ahesd, Jimmy
hard after him, Memo pulling quietly be-
hind the rest nowhere, except n who
was in the river, under his boat. Belle
watched him with her opers-glsss. Dick,
knowing he could't compete with Jimmy
all the way around, determined 20 keep
ahead up to the stake boat and then pull
homel Bellies heart rejoieed when she saw
him turn in advance; but then he suddenly
stopped, having bethought him Of new
expedient. he dropped one scull over.
board as if by accident, and was q great
While fishing it up. That " horrid Jim
my now had it all his own way. The
Fishsip boys and the foundry lads passed
on to victory. To victory? Not 50 fast
That diDgy boat rowed by the man in the
iron mask, is, somehow or other, sticking
fast to Jimmy. Jimmy tries q sPurt. The
diugy boat still sticks to him. Worse
than that it gainsl Slowly it cFeeps up
untilit is fAirly alongside. Therei it stays
Jimmy spurts aSAin-the dingy boat
keeps its position; Jimmy gro~s out an
oathLtbe uaknowa smile. benignly. They
we're half q mile from home. Jimmy wss
4Idst screwing himself up for a tremendous
rally, when the man in the dingy boat
said quietly
HG,od.b by old felloWi" .
Jimmy will never forget those words,
or the quiet tone in which they were ut
tered, They cut short his career as q
~scullef. immediately after they were
uttered, Memo disappeared in his range of
vision, and in the words of John Bunyani
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