The Newtown bee., 1879-07-02

termination to 'sgo in and win at all hazards.
 Uncle Joshua and his party were not uue until the Sd, so he had a day in which to look about him and elaborate T plan of campaign. Entering the breakfast room, the first object his eyes encountered was Allibone Crosby himself, coffee-cup in hand. He greeted Ned cordially enough, but without affecting surprise at seeing him.
 "When did you get inp heard you were expected about this time"
 ' Last night. How long have you been herep"
 About a week Where have they seated you? I say, Julia "-to the wait ress-"put MT. Banks here, will youp Mrs. Reeves won't be back for another fortnight; he might as well have her seat till she comes"
 ''I'll take it for to-day with pleasure, but tomorrow l expect some friends said Ned
 "Oh!" replied Crosby, with sort of rapid glint in his eye. Well, sit down now. at all events, old fellow"
 The ''here indicated was a seat next but one to Crosby's own, round an angle of the table The chair between, as well as that on the other side of Crosby, was tilted forward to indicate pre-engage- ment. Ned ordered his breakfast. but before it appeared, two ladies entered, and advanced at once to the reserved seats.
 They were so much alike as to be evil dently sisters; but while one had the air and bearing of a youthful matron, the other was as unmistakably a young girl. This latter took the chair next to Ned Iow-voiced conversation with the older sister, leaned forward and introduced them
 Miss Darbelle, may I inh oduce my friend MT. Banks, of New YorkF'' Then to Ned, After breakfast I shall have the pleasure of presenting you to Mrs. Peters, Miss Darbelle's sister; just now you seem at an unapproachable distance"
 Both ladies bowed, Mrs. Peters lean ing past Mir. Crosby, and smiling bright ly as she did .so Miss Darbelle with 8 shy, upward look out of a pair of brown eyes.
 She was a brown little thing alto- gether, was Ned's first reflection, for her hair, evidently all her own, and bound in a great knot at the back of her small head, was bright hazel in color. the long lashes which shaded her eyes had a bronze-like glitter, and her skin was the richest brunette, with a lovely pink in the cheeks, like the hue of sun-ripened peach. Even the delicate hands were brown, and the slender arched throat which rose above the dainty ruffle; and as if to enhance the effect, the dress was brown alsO-a pale cream, relieved with knots of chestnut-coloIed ribbon. The extreme finish and delicacy of every line and tint in both dress and wearer gave piquant and striking effect to the whole, which amounted to absolute beauty, as Ned presently decided; and the inn pression deepened as conversation brought out sauey glitter in the coffee colored eyes, and smiles revealed the flash of pearl-white teeth. Miss Dar- belle's voice, sweet and low, had that musical semi-SoutheTn information which is so charming to the unaccustomed ear. She was very easy and natural, and alto gether Ned found himself so well enter tained as to prolong his breakfast to an unconscionable extent. It was not till Mrs. Peters had inquired, more than once, in a tone of slight impatience, Haven't you finished, Essie?n that at salutation, rose and pushed back her chair.
 Ned followed, of course. "What else was there to do in that stupid placep" he asked himself. The ladies were going to walk with MT. Crosby, and he went too. What between the rocks and the beaches, hours sped rapidly away. There was a row in the afternoon, game at tenpins later chat on the moon-lighted piazza. We all know how such things go at a watering-place, where the business of life is simply to live and enjoy the passing moment. It was but for a day. Tomorrow Uncle Joshua and his heiress would arrive to claim Ned's time and devoirs. Mean time Miss Darbelle was very pretty, and there was no harm in getting what fun he could out of this extra day. The graver business of life would be along soon enough.
 Alas for the mutability of human plans! Next morning brought the fol- lowing telegram:
 Delayed few days. Stay where you are. Will write. J. BANKS
 "What can have turned up?" asked Ned of himself, but he submitted to the delay philosophically. The hotel proved very comfortable; the weather was de- worse place to wait in than South Cove even without Miss Lowell to add to its attractions. He telegraphed an answer :: |" All right; will wait," and resigned himself with happy ease to the situation.
 A letter from Uncle Joshua came next day. Mrs. Lowell, It seemed, nad been taken i'll; nothing serious, but it might detain them two or three days-perhaps till Thursday. .'Till Thursday,n then, Ne felt himself to be off duty, and he utilized his reprieve in the manner most agreeable to himself-by seeing as much as possible of the Baltimore ladies. It's kind of prelude to the real thing" he told himself, keeping my hand in, so to speak, and will be all the better when the other girl comes to the fore" Ned had probably heard the adage about edged tools and the dangers of playing herewith, but it did not reeur to his mind just then.
 MT. Banks Irritation with the pretty Miss Darbelle became the mild excite ment of the season at the South Cove Morning after morning the cream brown costume was to be seer on the rocks in close proximity to Ned's suit of gray 1 tweed or spotless duck the afternoons