The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1872-11-15
SsI&rtea Storp,
From the Galaxy for September.
HAD SHE BUT KNOWN.
Concluded.

Concluded.
Solost indeed was she in her mus
ings that she never felt the rays ot
the setting sun as they kissed hel
pale cheek, never saw the golden
glitter on the wavelets, OF heard the
steady "dip-dip," peculiar to the
sweep Of man-of-Bar oars in the
shimmery water, until the cry OF
"Oars inr' and the sharp rattle in
row locks startled her sudden recol-
lection Of her whereabouts; and
looking down she saw-could it bel
the very man of whom she had
been dreaming!-the lover so long
parted, now springing from his boat
on to the steps of the pierl
What her first thought was-What
she meant to do or say-I do not
know; but like one still in dream
she started to her feet, and made 6
step forward with great, wide, glist
ening eyes, and parted, smiling lips
If he had seen her then and taken
her to his arms before all the peo
pie on the pier, 1 don't think hel
propriety would have been shocked
but as it happened, he was stayed al
the gangWay by two ladies who
seemed to have been waiting fol
him, and whom he greeted familiar.
lv. One of them was a friend o1
Mazie's, the good-natured relict of 6
naval officer, the other tall. fair
German-looking girl, rather showily
dressed. They both stood g minute
talking to Captain Travers, and ther
all three came forward; and the wild
ow, delighted as everybody was tC
meet "thst charming, distingue
Miss birmingham" stopped and sal
uted her by name. Poor Maize hel
lips moved, but no sound came
Her eyes had never left Wills face
and rested there in mute, eager ap
peal, strangely pitiful in its forget.
fulness of all else; and before thai
look Captain Travers' face finished
with asudden recognition-perhaps
too, with q sudden remembrance Of
the last time he had seen that face
for there was a htle natural embar
rassment in his manner as he tool
off his hat and said:
''It is so long since we met, Miss
birmingham, l can hardly expecr
you to remember me- The civi
tone, the commonplace words start
led Maize back to her senses. Sht
turned as white as snow, and gave s
sort of gasp for the words which
would uot come. Fortunately hel
friend stuck in volubly.
'Do yOu know Miss birmingham
Captain Travers? Old acquaint
ances, l suppose, since you are sc
late an arrival here. How very nice
to meet this wayl Quite a pleasant
coincidence" :"
"Yes, very old acquaintance,
said the officer, his eyes still on the
white wistfulness of Mazie's face
and then with sudden cordial en-
presSment, the old manner she knew
so well, he took her hand and added
"And it is indeed pleasant to meet
you again. How have you been
you and Mrs. Jermingham-all this
long while? And-oh! will you lei
me Introduce my Wife2 She will be
glad to make your acquaintance"
His a0V'e! Did he mean itT' The
big, blonde, uninteresting girl, look
ing on with pretty, inane apathy
Willis wife! A great shudder rar
all over Mazie's slight, shrinking fig
ure, and then that wonderful power
of self-command, that art of "making
believe" so great IN some women
came to her aid, and she SHOOK
hands with Capt. Travers, bowed
courteously to his wife, and showed
her pearly teeth in "a pleasant smile
as she made some little cordial, com
mon-place speech about being CSC
glad, such an unpected pleasure
Did he command the frigste tha
came in last night2 And where was
Mrs. Travers staying? Mamma wal
only at Southsea for few days, bu
if they had time they would certain
ly call No time TO stay now, 81
good-by," and thus aWay-away
from husband and wife, off the piel
and on to the cool, breezy common
while VIII Travers looked after hel
and muttered:
"Cold blooded as ever; and yet
good Heavens how sweet and love
| ly as ever"
Maize had thought to escape, bu
with only partial success; for the
widow, with that unwelcome friend
less people will sometimes show
when least wanted, must needs leave
''the dear Travers" to see her ''dear'
Miss birmingham home. Surely
she wasn't well, she looked so pale
And so she knew Captain Travers
Was he not handsome, and so popu
lar too2 Not much in her. There
never was in those great, fair fleshy
girls. Oh, yes, nice hair, and large
eyes; but no style, no manner; very
likely to grow coarse in time. Ger
man looking! She qoas German, Oh
rather a Dutch girl, born anC
brought up at the Cape. A foolist
match, but sailors always were fool
ish, and Will, always a pet Will
women, and fallen in with and mar
Tried her nearly ayear ago. Henev