Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1876-11-10
miscellaneous.
THE DAPHNE.
lCoNTINUED FROM YEsTERDAY.(

uer something OF which you do not un-
derstand the nature, would it not have
been better to have asked yourself, Am |
sure that | am not making mischiefpn If
you had done SO, then this serious trouble
would not have come upon you. Benjie
Dreyfus who is ailing and bloodless though
very good, has raised you into moral at
mosphere too refined for one to breathe on
short notice. Therefore, if you want
George TO ascend to those lofty heights
with you, you must toll him along, and
perhaps he will grow accustomed to it by
degrees. don't believe, my poor Nan
ME"
AT this juncture the sound of eight
horses feet upon the roadway in front of
the cottage burst in at the window. Then
there was great reining-up, and great
pranciDg and snortng, and jingling of
silver harness bells, intermingled with the
high tones OF female imperiousness. "Hi,
Pip hi, Pop hi, say!' Then MRS. Tom
Townsend Mrs. Tom Polly p
''lts Susie Stats All on fire, as usual
Sit still, Mamie. please. She won't get
OUT
She opened the shades.
''Oh, there you are, Polly, arn't you ?"
''Yes, Miss Nelse, here | am. Arn't
you coming imp
Dear, no! Pip be quiet! just come
up Folly, about the regatta tomorrow.
Clary has got passes for the judges boat,
and won't you and Tom go aboard with
ma and me know you won't feel like
cruising. Say yes.
Yes; and many thanks"
Good Dye know I've been to see the
Cup-the Van Schoonhoven, you know, ?
It's beauty All satin work and bright
lights. The Petrel's going to win it this
year. because Clsry has had a new-but
that's secret do so want him to get 1t
away from George. suppose it would
make Mamie horribly-keep still, Pop, I'll
kill him = lie made dash at a fly upon
her pony's flank, but as most flies do un-
der like circumstances, it few off intact.
IL never saw them so thick as they are
this year. Poor Pip! Poo Pop Hi!
Oh, Polly. they're such vexatious delights
They will 60. you see. Regatta will be
early Wen paddle off to the Judges boat
at nine O'Clock from Clarys pier. By-by r
And with her ribboned whip properly
crossed, and with her arms squared and
her eyes to the front, she vanished amid a
flourish of wheels. The lady looked
around laughing. But she was alone
Miss Mamie had fled secretly.
Before the day was much older, and be-
fore his wife had had an opportunity to
explain to him the case we wot of, Mr..
Tom Townsend strolled out with his cigar.
He took his way down to the water-side
for the purpose of picking up some more
yacht gossip against the morrow. Al
though he did not own yacht, he had a
great rp pCard for thnae who did
He reached the edge of the cliff, and
looked down upon the water and the ves-
sells. The squadron was assembled, and
most of it lay at anchor. A few craft
were sailing about on the glittering blue,
and the horizon was dotted with them.
The sun was bright, the breeze was fresh
and cool, and from the boats below there
came the fitful sounds of preparation, the
of men, and the clanking of chains.
There was man sitting upon bench
under the one spruce tree that the cliff af-
forded. lie was brown, powerful, and,
at the moment. thoughtful.
Halo. Georgem
He looked around.
Halo. Tom y They shook hands, and
then both were silent for an instant.
Townsend trified with his cigar, and the
other became distracted.
"Have just heard about it, George"
(He said this on the strength of Miss Nan
nie's first exclamation
Heard about what?"
"Oh, itr
ooh, yes y George moved restlessly.
took off his hat and famed himself once
or twice. Then he put it on again, IL
didn't think il had flown so far quite yet."
"Oh, Polly and are the only ones that
know it. Upon my word-rm sorry,
George"
They both looked off upon the sea. Its
low roar filled up the interval.
"Yes-yes," cried the yachtsman, .'its
pretty rough acted like brute. sup
pose. But she rather took me by surprise,
and l--well-I don't know"
"How did it come about ?"
why, you see, I've been making a
great deal OF a fool of myself during the
last three years about boating. It's rath-
er laid hold upon me, and so Fannie there
took it into her head that ought to be
doing something worth little more to
the world in general; though l am not
sure that one can study or work to much
profit in June, July and August"
''Nell ?"
well. and she brought me to the point
at once, and asked me to give up to-mor-
rows race. Pardon me If | say that was
settler. | especially wanted to sail that
race. Nedder has got long main boom
for his Petrel, and he expects to beat me.
Then | wanted to keep the Van Schoon-
hoven Cup. Then, speaking generally.
love the sea and all that belongs to it,
You know that have great deal of in
terest in the club and all that belongs to
It; the interest of father, may say.
Then you see that ii can be somewhat OF
trial to give it up"
"These little girls are pretty long-head-
ed sometimes. George" observed the
other
"Oh, know it'll know 1t. I've suf.
fered myself TO boat so much that Eve
come to consider it a right and necessi-
iy."
'You used to do q little writing and a
little. speaking, didn't youpn ss
"YesPr
swell. and Mamie remembers 1t, no
doubt. Perhaps she's ambitious. She
wants to marry fellow who has, or will