Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1876-12-21
LOVE ON THE WAVE.


A., sat at the. open window of his
room at the Ocean House, Newport,
with his feet upon the sill, his chair
tilted luxuriantly backward, and the
blue smoke of a fragrant partaga
curling about his head and floating
gently out upon the evening air. In
full view from his window there pour
ed down the avenue before the hotel
throng of splendid equipages, turn
ing the beautiful street into beauti-
full kaleidoscope of color and motion,
the counterpart Of which, it occurred
to Grayson, could be found nowhere
else in the world. AS he sat idly
gazing at the brilliant throng and
wondering whether his boot-soles APP
peared to the best advantage from be-
low, his attention became riveted
upon man on the opposite side OF
the street, whose strange actions
caused the Reverend Mr.. Grayson, to
remove his cigar from his lips and his
feet from the window, and to bend
forward in an altitude OF sudden in
terest. The individual in question
stood under a tree, around the trunk
of which he constantly peered, as
though eagerly watching for some
one, while DESTROYS at the same time
of escaping observation. He had ev-
identity timed his appearance with
tolerable certainty, for there soon
came driving down the avenue an
open barouche, driven by colored
coachman in livery. and drawn by
two milk-white horses which were no
sooner deserted by the gentleman
under the tree than he seemed to be
thrown into a state of the greatest
possible excitement. He stood upon
one foot and then upon the other
peeped around the trunk of the tree,
then drew his head quickly back
again, took a step forward, as though
about to plunge wrecklessly into the
roadway, and then returned hastily to
bis former position, besides doing a
great many other strange things like
a person suddenly bereft of his senses.
The carriage contained two elderly
gentlemen and young girl-the lat
ter Grayson thought, one of the most
beautiful he had ever seen a little
blue eyed blonde, with a dimple in
each check, and mouth like wild
cherry. She looked little pale and
anxious, and it was not difficult to see
that, while she listened or pretended
to listen to the conversation of the
two old gentlemen her bright eyes
were searching among the trees or
either side for something she had moi
vet found. Suddenly her cheek flush
ed, her eyes became brighter thar
ever; her little gloved hand was
pressed for a moment to her lips, and
then held over the side of the carriage
Grayson turned to the young man be
meath the tree. He stood leaning
against the tree with his hand on his
heart, and gazing mournfully after
the carriage as it rolled away. A mo
ment afterwards, he deserted some
thing lying in the road, and darted
out to pick it up. 1t was letter.
"By Jovew exclaimed Grayson
othat was well done. Bless my soul
| believe that's Jack Turner. Hi
Jack, Jack is that your"
The individual addressed looked
toward the hotel, and after scanning
the windows for moment, caught
sight of Grayson, who was waving
his handkerchief theoretically. Their
he came running across the street
with the letter in his hand. A mo-
ment afterwards he Was in Grayson''
room.
"Tom," he burst forth, "who in The
world expected to find you here?"
"And you, my dear fellow" return
ed the young clergyman "what were
YOU doing under that tree ?"
"You saw me?" asked Jack, eagerly
"Y on saw-you saw her."
81 saw the whole ridiculous per
formauce. What beauty! Is there
some romance wrapped up in al
this?"
"Romance Yes, deuce Of 70
nance for me" exclaimed Jack
throwing himself into chair. "Tha
lovely girl is my affianced bride"
"You don't say So" said Grayson
in establishment.
''The old gentleman with the white
hair and the gray military mustache,
continued Jack, sis her father. The
other ola duffer, the stupid-looklng
centensrian, with the mushy face an(
the red nose, is her affianced hus
band.n
"Whew = whistled Tom, | should
think there was a romance. Go on.
"It's the old story, | suppose" re
piled Jack, heaving a long sigh. 81
met her last winter at the house of {
friend in New York, and was en-
tranced with her beauty, her accom-
plishments, her innocence, her good