Connecticut western news., 1879-06-18
AfiOat and Ashore.

AfiOat and Ashore.
 Nobody was in the habit of calling Emily Travers beauty, and few evel gave her second glance in passing yet when you happened to finger at the gate for any reason, and saw her standing there on the grass-plot feeding her doves, you would at once declare that a prettie1 sight than that you never saw in your life. A tall, 1.-the, shapely figure, face full of sparkle and color, fair hair blow. ing on the wind, garments futtering, lips chirruping, and hands tossing, while all about. flashing and tumbling, and whirling and wheeling, focked and fell a cloud of white doves, making light nings with their wings, and filing the air with whirs and coos and cries-it was a charming picture and having once seen this pretty sight, something of it's beauty always seemed to hang about Emily afterward if she was not the rose herself, she had lived with the rose. But it was not Emily who ever gave such asublect second thought; busy, bright, and harpy as she was, the whole world seemed beautiful, and that was quite enough for her, without stopping to con- slder whether or not she was part of that world. Nor did Norman Macpher- son ever stop to think on the subject: Emily had been part of his world ever since he had had any, and what the world would be to him without her was something that never entered his head, He remembered the day when, a little chubby urchin three years old, he had been taken over the way to welcome the new baby there, and had asked to see her wings; he remembered when he dragged her up and down the garden paths ln his cart, and spilled her out. and she refused to scream; he remem- bered when he was fighting with saun- ders, and getting worsted, how she ar- rived upon the scene with a stone be. tween her two arms that would have been Saunders's death if it happened to hit him {; in fact, he remembered no time when she was not part of himself. when he had not kissed her at meeting and parting, when he had not left every other girl for her, and would have been amazed II she had not welcomed him as a mat ter of course. After he went away to the Naval Academy, Emily letters were something that he looked forward tc twice week as unfailingly as to Wed. nesdays and Saturdays themselves and when he made his flying visit home. i, was to Emily that he went with the re. cltal of all his hopes and angers and ioys, Emily" he said once, in 8 startled way "I believe l say my prayers to you"
 Being Tn this state of mind about sweet Emily Travers, you can imagine ms wrathful consternation when, on re- turning home from his first cruise. bav Ing been for some time without letters and coming in by the long window in stead of the door, he saw fellow lean Ing over her chair-a tall, dark, hand some man, handsome but for A sca, across his forehead-leaning over he] chair and holding her hand, while he, backward and upward gaze was g, brightly fond as his manner was devoted For 8 moment Norman stood snail bound, and as he stood, he heard Emil, saying:
 Oh, how can you ask me, Howard dear? You know we never, never cal be parted.''
 To thlrk was something to which MT Norman Macphers on never condescend ed. He rather excelied in feeling. Ant Just now he felt as if the only thing il the woll1 to do was to knock this va1le down; accordingly he took one step ant did it. And then, seizing Emily's hapt himself, orly to throw it from him witl wild and angry outcry at her perfdy he was gone; and he never fairly kney again where he was, or what had han pened, till he found himself on blu water for three years cruise, with plen ty of time to eat his heart out, and pro foundly convinced that he was victir of the blackest treachery, and that Emily were false, then all the worl was false. Six months of that bitte diet, with the swift, mad scene befor his eyes, changing only to show the ma falling, Sophy running forward with
 shriek, and Emily standing frozen t stone as she had started from her chai1 and the open-hearted and gay yout had become a taciturn and gloomy mar without word to spare, ready for an dangerous service, and never half s pleased as when some black tempest fol lowed them, and the thick darknes