, 1877-07-22
WRECKED IN PORT.
I,nrlin1tor HdlfEtye.

It was the wild midnight.
Tue tame midnight was off watch, and had
gone to bed three hours before.
4 storm, brooded over the eastern heavens. 1t
was a thoroughbred brood storm. Hop brewcd,
for it was coming from the yeast.
Hawkeyc Greek was rolling tumultuously In
its sandy bed. Bugs, probably. Or it might
have been nervousness.
i 1.-THE form covered at the garden gate.
Many manly form has been coward ut just
such gates. ever since summer nights and gnats
and Beauty and love and June bugs were in-
vented. ,
as she pccrel into the darkness, " l cannot see
hiu,. will call him.''
Sic was wrong. Ii she couldn't sec him, sue
certainly couldn't call him with the same hand.
a manly step came scraptng down the sidewalk.
II was Desmond.
She threw open the gate, and the next instant
he c!asped in his great, strong arms, twenty
seven wards OF toulard. three yards Of r11cling,
seven dozen B7ctcn buttons. and Pompadour
panicr Us big us dog-housc. It Was all his
OWL. ..-
"All is lost" he exclaimed, "Constance de
Beiyidcrc, the Russians have crossed the Bal
kan5. We must ly."
Constance was noble girl. She only said,
"WAther shall We fy!n
He wanted to fly to some lone desert isle. but
they should hy to the ice-cream saloon.
They flew.
In the crowded saloon, where tho soft light
fell upon fair women aud brave men, and the
insects Of summer night fell In the 1ce-cream
freezer. They spoke NJ word.
When two senticnt human beings are engulph-
ing spoonfulls OF corn starch, and eggs, anu
skinl-lnllk, language Is q 1nockery.
At leugth Desmond broke the tender silence.
He said:
, She smiled, aud bowed her lovely head, but
did not speak. She was too full for utterance.
Desmond giooEiay ordered more. And more
when that was gone. And a supplement to
that And an addenda to that. And an exhibit
to that.
l;loom sat enthroncd upon his brow. Con-
stance saw it. She said:
What is it, dcarest!'
He spake not, but sighed.
4 dreadful suspicion stabbed her heart like
knife.
Desmond she said, "you arc not tired Of
me, darling!''
s' By heaven, no!n he said, md thenhc looked
(and thouglt) unutterable things.
Her brow lightcncd up with ray OF celestial
II see,' she said, tapping the empty plate
with her spoon, s'roo cold. Signed, G. MGR
bus"
lie denied it bitterly, and babe her remain
where she was while he settled with the man.
She, guided By the uncrring instinct of her
srx pecped through the curtains of the saloon.
She saw her Desmond hrldins earnest discus
sion with the man. She saw the man shake his
head resolutclv i'll answer to Dest1ond's plead
ing louks and appealing gestures. She sar him
lock the door, take out the key. put y in his
pocket, and lean up against the door, She saw
icr own Desmond draw from bis own pockets
aud pile upon the counters a pcari~ilandle pock-
et-knite, SIX nictdes, TOUR green postage-stamps,
a watct-key, two lcad-penciis, a memorandum-
BOOK, a theatre ticket {ot the variety denomlna-
tionl pockct~co1nb, an ivory toothpIck,
shirt.stud, one slceve-button, a photograph OF
herself, package Of trix, two strcct-rar checks,
card with funny {wickcd) story on it, a silk
handkerchief, and a.palr, Of gloves. and then
ei,c knew that Desmond was bankrupt, and
when the man swept the assets Of the concern
into drawer and opened tho door, she sobhed
couvulsively, land it vast mine extravaganza
which hath lid tlAs thing"
They did not talk much on their way home.
Once sue asked lin If be was rich, and be only
said,
sErnormously."
Such is life.