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your cavalier? p she said, suddenly,ad.
dressing her companion.
of course l Go, if I can find him.
Ha, ha, ha you have made an awful
mistake. Come out on deck
What have done? ?. cried the 9th
or, piteously, following the lead Of
my destiny. what shall I do E
SO back they came to where I;Was
hiding. I darted into a shadow, AtI
the door they stopped.
i cannot do it,
'Oh you must pleaded the other.
But suppose -
"Suppose what, darling :.
1T might be MOTIF
OF course it Is Mott
oh dear, oh dearl seud for Charles;
what a fool I've beenl Why don't
You 90 and get your Charles 2 and
upon my word she burst out crying,
where other eyes could see her, at
tracted by the impulsive sobs. y
Just then the immovable photo
graph of myself left hiss at III tb,
centre of the cabin and approaches
the twain The dance, fortunately,
was brought to close: the big light
was dimmed. and the music. ceased.
what happened next / do not
know. I stole into ny berth, and at
about three O'clock in the mornin.
came to the conclu on of addrcssiri
her note. never write disagreea-
bic notes twice. It appeared thus
with the first writing. I'll read it to
you Bedford. It's in my pocket. By
the way, I put the name and address
next morning, getting them from
the clerk: =.
"MY DEAR Miss MITCHELL: L am
so thoroughly convinced that what I
did last evening was wrong that I do
not expect pardon. Nevertheless !
ask it-hopelessly. 1t was not done
maiiciously; l shall. give you the
truthful cause in three words: I love
you; and I can show you through
your cousin Charles that it is not i'm.
proper for me to address you thus.
I beg you to meet me again, that /
may tell you something VI the ADM
ration which led me to take advan-
tage of your mistake. Had I gone
to the wheel-house last night for any
other purpose than to cool my aching
head Of its wild aspirations after you
I would have told you Of your mis-
take at onco. I could not. Until you
inform me of the punishment am to
receive I remain your hopeful suitor,
SALEM Mort
Halo there, Bedfordl What on
earth is the matter? You are ilt!|
Speakp
Did she answer your" gasped the
young man rising.
tAnswer?' I shouted, why, she is
my wife, and now in my mothers
arms"
%, heavenp he cried as his head
fell to the desk: cit is all explained
sWhat is explained-d:d you know
Miss Mitchellf Speak out, James;
yes, yes, she ,1as; but it is we'll.
It is oil explained. Do you think |
conld have heard your story if. you
had spoken that name beforeY -,
%, Bedford | she cannot have done
done wrong. It is a mistake
No, no; it is no mistake. It is her
rare beauty; Alton; her Cousin
Charles; her name; no letter for six
weeks. Salem, it is no mistake. You
have q good girl he continued wrath
fully, "but false as Satan-false as
|Satan-false-falseT'
He wept bitterly. I closed the
door that there might be no stranger.
witnesses to his agony. I was deep
ly moved. 1t was cloud over my
new happiness. 49, y
.Ah,' he murmured, that is why
| the wedding day was put off until
winter. That is why no letters have
come. It will kill mel Mott, you
arc innocent of my murder: I know
you are, but t-"
''."Be calm, James; be quiet a mo-
ment, for there may be some dread
full mistake.
No, mol Tn ruined, ruined. Co.
leavo me alone"
Quicker than . fash of lightning q
thought sprang full-born into my
mind, and I returned from the door
to Bedford's desk. he was so miser-
able.
Bedford I shouted, what was her
fret name?'
%, Agnes-Oh, Agnes he gnashed
between his teeth:
laughed outright in the face of
his misery. I squared myself in
front Of the fallen man and plunged
my fists deep into my pockets. He
did not notice me.
'Ho, ho, ho,' I laughed again iuhi>
car.
what do you mean, foolT he ex-
claimed.
MY wife's name is Laura
WHAT? Bedford jumped over two
Office tables at a leap and fell fainting
into the arms of my wife. She had
been waiting on hour in my Office
next hall door-and had heard my
voice as I opened the door to 60 out
a moment before.
She jumped back, and the postman
entered the Office.
Bedford woke up speedily. The
letter received that afternoon told
him why her' letters had been scant.
His bride-elect had been my sylph's
companion! Bedford is happy hus.
band, too, and so q small romance is
concluded. ae- .