Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1872-08-03
WASHED ASHORE.

Bayside," as its owner somewhat
ambitiously christened the incongruous
aggregation of discomforts and wooden
balconies at the head of the little cove,
was one OF those numberless saltwater
summer refugees with which the shore
of Long Island Sound is studded
1t was a quiet sort of place, and the
neighborhood was good but the most
remarkable feature of Bayside that sum
mer was the presence Of Nellie Martin.
OF course, there were other girls enough,
that came and went; has the steady
possession, week after week, of even
one undeniable be uty, is windfall for
and his managing wife frankly admitted
tie each other that they could have af.
forded to board Nellie for nothing.
But not her MOTHER" added the
good lady; those tall, thin people are
awful eaters"
But | rather like the old gentle.
man." responded her spouse. +" He's
a good fisherman, and he brings home
his fish but don't believe he's rich"
eff they amt pretty well off" said his
wife, :" they've no business to have
spoiled Nellie to that degree"
And beyond all doubt, the willful
beauty had been spoiled "to that de,
gree" SO that she frankly accepted all
male attention and devotion as no
more than her due, without the least
apparent idea that it could rightfully
demand repayment in more serious coin
than her own smiling approval.
To do her justice, however, her fault
extended to her dealings with even the
children; and. she seemed as happy
among the veriest babies that came to
Bayside as with the most of her grown
up admirers.
Even when her pale-faced mother
chided Nellie on her behavior, she
could obtain no more than a kiss of
peace, and,
Nonsense, mamma; Pm sure it
won't hurt either of them"
And Mrs. Martin shook her head low
ingly, and held her peace, for when,
among so many young gentlemen as
appeared and disappeared at Bay
side, a young lady like Nellie could
say I" either OF them" it was very clear
that there were two in particular.
Both of them knew very we'll which
two, for Nellie's other worshippers " ere
undecided whether Jack Loutrel or
Murray Nesbitt were most deserving
their bitterest resentment. One at least
of the more favored or skillful pair was
sure to be in the way of anybody else
who dreamed of aspiring to tetc-a-tctc
with Nellie Martins blue eyes and COL
den hair.
Fine, presentable fellows were they
both, and old Mr.. Martin knew all
about them, and their fathers before
them.
Either would do" he had said to his
wife more than once.
Yes but, husband"
sob, now, Nellie must choose for her
self; and amt at all sure she tancies
either of them"
No more was Nellie; but they both
amused her in just such way she liked
to be amused.
Jack and Murray gallantly main
tanned an outward semblance of per.
ronal goodwill to each other, through
all the ups and downs of their doubtful
rivalry; but who shall blame Jack If he
experienced keen sensation of tri.
umph at finding Nellie Martin astually
in his boat, one splendid July morning,
Wnen ne lelt sure ne was bearing her
away from C responding devices on
land? Alas! for Jacks triumph! If
he could only have known that the feel
ing uppermost in the heart of his COM
panion was one of merry anticipation of
the disgust of Murray Nesbitt, when he
should drive up to Bayside with his new
turn out, and find that she and Jack had
"gone to sea"
Nevertheless, for she was fond of boat
ing, she fully appreciated the skill and
vigor of Jacks rowing, as the gay little
craft darted forward over the CLASSY wa
ter. Nellie herself could pull very well,