The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-02-12

III was long tlme De1OTe ObTTuInerS
followed her. He lay with his face down
wards, and hidden in his arms, think
ing. In spite of his nonchalance and
apparent indifference, this rejection had
affected him far more than Cathie i'm
agined. At last he arose and went to
the hotel, having determined to treat
her as before, but never to be betrayed
into renewal of his offer.
Noone would ever have dreamed that
he cared for her in the least. She didn't
believe it herself They met the same
as before, would take their long silent
walks upon the sand, having their GUS
tomary exchange of cutting remarks,
and about one half the time she would
leave him to his own resources, while
she went to the house in high dudg-
con, vowing never to speak to him
again. Next day, however, he would
join her, and if she acted pettish or dig
nified, take no notice of her, until she
became affable, and then he would set
himself elaborately to work to send her
flying off at tangent again.
This couldn't continue always. She
would be dignified for two or three days
together. Then he wouldn't come near
her. In this way GOODNESS sprang up
between the two.
Somehow or other she got into the
habit or taking boat, rowing out quite
a distance from the shore, and then idly
drifting about, becoming deeply i'm
merssd in the pages of some popular
novel.
One day, just as she was preparing to
embark ON her usual excursion, hand
was laid upon her arm. Turning around
she saw Frank.
Excuse me, Miss Cathie," he said,
but it ISM safe for you to go out today.
Sky looks shaky. You might get drown
ed.'
"Why, the sky has scarcely cloud
in it,"
"See the little one off there, near the
horizon. Chock full of danger. By
and-by, growing larger all time, it will
burst, and then the dev-the deuce, /
mean-will be to pay"
" Nonsense, sir, it's all your fancy
I'm no nervous idiot. Your interfer-
ence is officious. I'm perfectly capable
of taking care of myself"
care youy Glad to hear you say so.-
Doubt it, however"
"Sir, you"
"Good morning !" And lifting his hat
he was off before she had time to finish
her sentence.
"The insufferable puppyl" she NUT
tered, as she got into the boat; I'd
like to box his ears. He'll be telling me
next what ought to wear. He better
not attempt it; :" and she emphasized
this challenge by sitting down so alb
ruptly and unevenly, that the boat al
most tipped over. Cathe had temper
of her own, you see.
Setting vigorously to work, she soon
pulled out quite distance from shore !;
then, drawing in her oars, she took up
her book and commenced to read. Some
books are unpleasant, others are thrill
ling, more are dull, but the book Cathie
was perusing belonged to none in this
category 1t was humorous, witty,
frenzying, awe-inspiring. 1t contained
erudite research, intense dramatic situa-
tons, gracefully modelled style, in
fact, all the merits that can be found in
a work of fiction. The ungrateful pub
lie didn't appreciate it, despite all it's
beauties. 1t only ran through one edi-
ton. Cathie was very much interested
Interested rather absorded-for the
sky darkened, the cloud increased, the
waves rose, the boat rocked, and yet she
read on, unconscious of impending dan
| ger. At last there came peal of thun-
der, flash of lightning and fall of
rain. Then the spell of her enchant-
ment was broken. Dropping the book,
she gazed about her in a bewildered way.
This inactivity lasted but for moment.
She seized the oars and began her des-
perate struggle for life. She pulled
with almost superhuman energy. The
little boat flew over the foam-crested
waves, dashing the spray with its prov
and around her. When near the line of
roaring breakers that dashed upon the
beach, and which she trusted in Provi-
dence to weather, huge surge came
rolling shoreward. 1t caught the tiny
craft in its grasp, whiled it wildly