The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1876-07-29
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THE LOVERS VICTORY.

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The afternoon sun was drawing long,
level bars Of light across the velvet grass
which sloped down to the silver ridges Of
sand along the sea-shore; the curling
fringes of snow-white foam broke with
soft, ,nurmurous sound on the beach, and
h Pennia Wingate, sitting with her book on
her lap, under the shadow of low-branch-
ed cedar tree, could just detect, through
the sweet medley of dreamy summer sound,
firm, free footstcp on the rocky ledge be-
yond, footstep whose echo brought the
color to her cheek and the dewy sparkles
10 her eye.
Penelope Wingate was very pretty; just
eighteen, with large, dark-blue eyes, brown,
.shiuing hair, and skin soft and translucent
1ns mother-of-pearl. Sho was slightly
above the medium size, with that graceful
sswayiDg motion of every limb that must
necessarily be born with one, for art never
.can initiate its supple ease.
Yes, she was very pretty, and so Hugh
Barton thought, rs he approached and saw
her an unconscious tableau IN herself.
He himself was ct mate for her, in his
tall, vigorous manhood, dark and brilliant,
with certain Castilian style Of beauty.
No wonder that Pennic Wingate had
learned to love him with all the earnest
hess Of her noble womanly nature.
"Alouc, Pennie," he said, pausing, as
bis shadow fell across the pages of her
book. II did not anticipate so good an
opp artuuity to ask you to go with me on
the beach picnic tomorrow. Willyou al-
bow me t.Ne pleasure of becoming your es-
BORT ?"
The question, asked with playful for
nality, was answered at once
"Of course l will, Hugh. Major True
BIT asked me two hours ago, and l said l
vas engaged; for, of course she added, /,
< pith that pretty royal way oftaking things
for granted that belongs Of right to beau
y, ~ knew you would want me to go
with you"
"That's good little Pennie. Then l
will have tho boat ready at ten precisely
"Arc you going in boats 2" she asked.
"To be sure. The distance by carriage
5 altogether too great the boats will take
ns there in half the time"
"But are you good Oarsman ?"
"Capital. You shall have an opportu-
pity tomorrow Of judging" he answered
sravely.
" But, Hugh
She hesitated.
"Now, then, what is coming2' laughed
he. "You look as solemn as judge"
$50 will you when you hear Uncle
Percy is going with me-"
"Going with you?"
eyes; some odious nonsense or other
hbout studying the conchology OF the
beach, but know it's only to prevent
zete-a-tete between you and me. For you
know he's determined I shall marry Charles
Allston."
Mr.. Barton bit his lip and contracted
bis brows; the prospect Of stout Uncle
Percy in the prov Of his little boat was by
20 means alluring.
"Can't we give him the slip?" he said,
discontentedly.
"rm afraid not; he Is my legal guar
'liau, you know" Pennie answered, softly
sighing
Hugh Barton whistled under his breath;
=" We'll, cara amica, what must DO, must
be. l would prefer Uncle Percy IN his
hrm.chair ut home, or in the dome OF St
Peters, or anywhere he peases, SO long as
y is not with us; but, as you say, he has
right to accompany you, and we nust
ust make the best of it."
Penuic looked up in astonishment-
Hvzh Barton was not in the general habit
Df ssAnitting SO rosignedy to the decrocs
pf fate, She scarcely knew what to make
*of It.
"You shaal be sure to be ready at ten
Uncle Percy spd all ?"
/" Yes, we will be ready"
Aad Mr.. Barton and Miss Wingate
strolled along l,omeward; 10 das level ra-
iiaaAs of sunset, enjoying the fragrant
luiet ssd silence, broken only by theis
pwn low voices. until they came in slght
cf the huge, barn-like, seaside hotel
where people crampad themselves up IN
Bevon-by.nine rooms all day for the pleas.
a 4. l.. ttts,es and fnaI.