Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1879-06-12


horror and aversion. She Is 90 young
50 beautiful. Let me at least enjoy tn
present.
"And in The meantime some cadaver
Gus, bilious. blue -blooded seoundrel vii
carry her oiE ffozs - GIL z :
Then Johns face grew pale and stern
"Ifthere is the slightest feeling upon be
part fcr--for any one else, then indeed
Mr.. Steele. my case is hopeless"
The commercial paper huttered from
his hand. the penciliellfrom his ear. ant
he leaned his head against the desk ana
trembled.
"Why, who would suppose you coult
be such q coward" said Mr.. Steele, i'm.
Petuously. "You shall 90 down with
me this very day."
All the way 10 The seashore John.
face wore the look of one who had re.
solved to storm deadly breach, but who
did not hope to survive the attempt.
Even the ocean, wheH il confronted
them. wore threatening look. Upon
the horizon a pile Of clouds formed a
background wan and gloomy, a great
black mist lay in the zenith, and dense
red vapor almost touched the water.
"a very nasty sea-" said Mr.. Steele.
John snuifed II in, his eyes dilating
and has head high in the sea-scented
air.
A tramp on The hard. wet sand. and
like a meteor a long black horse shot
by. disappearing in the mist, leaving for
John the memory Of charming head.
crowned with blonde curling hair, two
kind eyes bent upon his own, and a
white waving hand extended in saluta-
ton.
"John," said Mr.. Steele. "did you
see the face Of thatmans Icount upon
your saving Laura. Did you see his
thin, cruel lips and treacherous eyes :"
81 only saw Laura. sir" said John.
simply.
Later on Mr.. Archibald Steele and
his plump, pretty wife were alone to-
gether in their private parlor. Her
hand lay lovingly IN his, and
her shapely head, fresh from the hands
Of the coiHeur, rested recklessly on his
shoulder.
Suddenly the door opened, and there
was heard q rustic Of silken drapery.
A still shaplier little head, and fresher
from the hands of the colifeur. all un-
by the audacious hands OF NOR
tai, peeped in at the door. Laura was
pale; her little white hands were clasp
ed together and her musical voice trem-
bled.
"oh. papa, mamma, come directly
Mr.. Stuyvesant ventured too lar, and
and"
"Was drowned 2" said Mr.. Steele,
with a.queer combination in his voice
,f pity and relief.
"No. no; how can you suppose so
dreadful ihings He was rescued, but
$ very weak aud III. He has asked for
ne, and may goa win you not come
With me. mammal Oh, do, beg Of |
Tou. Can't she, papal"
Her blue eyes filed with tears; her |
title feet seemed wanting 10 fy through |
he corridors.
Certainly not" said Mr.. Steele.
Let him wait tall he is able to come to
'ou or me. Either the man was drowned |
II he isn't. Because he was imbeclIe
nough 10 risk bis lite, that is no reason
or your being the talk Of the hotel"
Laura raised her eyes proudly.
"No danger Of that. papa: and be-
ides. every one is occupied now with
he one that rescued him."
"And what madman was that 7" said
Oor Mr.. Steele, who could not recon-
lie himself to the present condition OF
fairs.
al don't know--a stranger. believe.
was 50 interested in Mr.. Stuyvesant i
orgot to ask"
4
"Bahr' said Mr. Steele. getting upon
% ieet and walking to the door. "l'n
o and find out all about il. Do You
lay here iill | return.''
Before he had gone far. Mr.. Steele
card from the excited guests several
iferent versions Of the affair; but one
nd all agreed that The reseuer could
e nothing less than . champion sw,m-
aer.
"a regular water-dog r. said one gen
eman to Mr. Steele; and IS the mer-
liant had heard this epiihet but once
efore 10 his life. and that on an occss-
a Of vital interest to himself, he sought
Ut the hero Of the hour, and found. TO
IS unbounded establishment, II was
ohn Waters himself! He Was quite
avelOped IN the i0unccs and furbelows
pretty and sympathetic women, who