The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1879-06-12

room, which is good one, and as don't
mind either noisesor$ smells, your room
will suit me we'll enough"
= Here Hugh leaned over his chair to
knock the ashes off his cigar, and SAID to
his friend: :. ii.
II must have had it pretty bad -eh,
Williams?-to have said that, for you
know that can't endure a bad odor or
noise. But forgot everything when un-
der the influence of those eyes, and when
she exclaimed, oh, no; Icould not do
that felt that my fate was sealed, and
that I should take the noise and the
smells" i.s~s
] eThe next thing l discovered was that
my lady had no sea chair. There was
only one left, and that had been spoken
for; but I paid double the amount and
the chair was mine.
'"'Y GU arc: so kind, Mr.; Remington, y
she said. 4 don't know what should
have done without you. am not ITO
travel alone, she added in childish
tones
II longed to press her to my heart. and
tell her Of MY love, and if she would let
Inc, it would be the JOY of my life to care
for her. looked all this; am sure
did. But there were too many people
around me for me to speak,, She sat with
her hands folded in her. lap and looked
divincly unconscious. - I
''Thc third day out the weather became
bitterly cold.
"'I am almost frozcn,' said Mrs -.
What shall i do? "a havs.- nothing to
wrap around me, and shall have to stay
below; and oh, dear! it is So, uncomfort-
able there The face turned up to me
was that ola spoiled child. =,
"Now, had a fine English rug, which
1 had used at night, for you know every
thing at sea is so horrible damp. 1t had
been great comfort to me, and I knew
that should miss it. But what of that?
I couldn't see the woman I loved suffer.
So got it and tucked her up in it. Her
delicious smile repaid mc >fortle sacri-
fee.
oh, how nice! she said, as she put
her hands under the warm rug. 1T
seems to me, Mr.. Remington, that you
have everything to make one comfortable.
I never heard Of such a man, I am so
glad that came under your carrr
II was 50 lovc-stricken that did not
reflect upon her apparent Inconsistencies
of the fact that had deprived myself of
these comforts in order that she should
be made comfortable She seemed to
take it for granted that 7 was sort of
travelling missionary, with extra wraps,
staterooms, chairs and anything else that
one mi ght need; and was such slave
to her fluctuations that had she asked me to
do the impossible should have attempt
cd it.
"Evrry day I had upon my lips To tell
her of my love. Each day courage for
sock me. We walked the deck day after
day. She would put her little soft hand
on my arm in the most coniding way,
look up from under her curls, laugh her
low, sweet laugh, and ask the most child
isl, innocent questions.
I'VE were walking this way ON the
sixth, day out. had carefully rchcarse,l
my part, and was about to tell her my
story. Her conversation seemed to lead
to IT, for she said:
"'You. will come to see me when YOU
arc in New York, wont you, Mr.. Reminy-
ton!
Nothing, said I, would give me
greater pleasure
''You will come oftcn2 Promise to
dine at our house once week. You
wont forget mc?' and the blue eyes sought
mine
III looked into them and my look told
what my tongue refused to say; pressed
the little hand close to my heart, and,
attera pause, SAID, below my breath.
Forget YOU and l was about to pour
forth my love, when she gave a little
scream, and cried, oh, my
veil There, sure enough, was the con
founded blue thing, sailing before the
wind, and all the passengers, it seemed,
after It, Of course, 1 had to go too, and
make believe to capture it. I never hated
anything SO much as did that yard of
blue gauze. I couldn't go back and con-
tlnuc my story from where it was broken
off, and indeed the widow seemed quite
shy Of me.
"The incident had given the passengers
an opportunity to speak to her, and when
joined her (without the veil, for it had,
l hoped, struck bottom) she was surround
ed by a group Of people. I had no chance
that day, nor the next, to get her to my
self. l tried to think Of something that
I could do or show her that would amuse
and detain her. 1t seemed as though
had exhausted all my resources, when at
last brilliant idea struck me: I would
show her the presents had bought for
Sister Nell. They were all in my little
sea-trunk, and l knew that she couldn't
resist their attractions. She came up on
deck bright and beautiful as ever.
"'Isn't it delightful, she said ito think
that tomorrow we shall be at home? l
can hardly wait for the time to come:
and yet'-and here her voice dropped in
to that dearly soft tone--'the voyage has
been most charming one, owing to your
Kindness she added, brightly
II longed to1aunch forth my tale of
love, but thinking it more prudent to
wait until had secured her wholly to
myself, asked her in the most ordinary
manner if she wouldn't enjoy looking at
some little trinkets that l had picked up
in Paris. Her eyes sparkled.
yes, indecd,' she said. Nothing
could be more delightful than to get a
glimpse Of Paris while at sea-
II went below and got all my pretty
nouveautes and brought them up to her.
Placing chair in quiet corner, and well
hid from the other people, then drawing
mine up beside her, began showing
one by one, my collection Of odd things
"'Whcrc did you get them, Mr.. Rem,
ington? I hunted all over Paris, and
found nothing halt so pretty. What cx-
qulsite porte bonhcurs:' and she Slipped
one after another Of my carcfully-chose
bracelets onto her plump wrists, and ther
| turned them first on one side and then or
the other.
~ knew Ncll's taste, and had searched
for something uncommon, and was vel
pleased with what bought. But Mel
and everything we're forgotten with this be-
witching creature by my side, and whel
she made move to take them off, sale
laughingly, of course, ooh, don't disturb
them; they look so we'll where they are