The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-07-10
CHAPTER Ill.

CHAPTER Ill.
The world is very sweet with the fresh.
ness of the newborn day. The tide is full
up, and the shimmering golden ripples
murmur soft and low. The mountain tops
and half Of the mountains rugged sides
are robcd in ieecy mist, which falls and
rises in the bright morning sun, changing
every second as the sunbeams pierce the
gauzy substance through, and sea, sky and
land mngle In strangely beautiful unreal
ity Of form and substance. The sea is like
a golden lake. There is fair promise of a
glorious summer day by-and-by, when the
mists roll away, and the sun shines out in
midday splendor.
There are very few persons up to enjoy
the glorious freshness Of the early morn
ing; and Humphrey and feel that we
have crept upon the world unawares, as
we pass the shattered windows of our
neighbors, and wonder how any one can lie
in bed this lovely morning. We scarcely
meet soul in our short walk to the beach,
only coastguard, few heroic individ-
uals returning from bathing, and fish.
wife or two with her basket of fresh shin
ing fish.
am attired in serge dress made sailor
fashion and a sailor-hat; and am longing
for Bee or Lena to see me now.
Humphrey looks down at me from time
to time with pleased look In his eyes-for
| am not discontented this morning. One
would be sad indeed II the fresh beauty of
the newly-awakened earth did not bring
some feeling Of enjoyment.
Our boat is in readiness. II Is the same
cOcke-shcll Of the night before, and Hum
phrey and go gliding away In the golden
flood, watching the misty yapors rolling of
the nsoun tain-sides but we have come TO
catcbimackerel for breakfast, not to gaze,
on Natures shifting and changing beau.
ties.
Humphrey arranges the lines, and | am
soon setting with one In each hand, feel
ing terribly bloodthirsty as we move slow.
lyon and Humphrey tells me what to do.
''How shall / know when have caught
anything" l ask my hands hanging over
the sides, holding the lines loosely
"You will feel your line jerk" Htnn
phrey answers. Keep your hands moving
slowly Madgie."
For ten minutes we proceed without
any result. l am keeping my hands moy-
ing slowly backwards and forwards with
mechanical precision.
"Humphrey, it feels very heavy"
He hauls up the line, yard after yard;
but ii is false alarm, and settle down
again.
Hs this your first experience In iishing!"
Humphrey asks.
Iii Is an unfortunate question, and my
face clouds before answer.
81 have often fished at home"
"For troutg" he asks.
Humphrey speaks as cheerfully as IL
those dear old days were not over for ever.
"Ies," ! answer and look away to the
blue distant horizon, my hands remaining
quiet and still, my thoughts far, far away
There is thrill a jerk--a rapid success
sion of jerks and hold on tightly.
"Oh, Humphrey, am sure it is some
thing this timer
Again he hauls up yard after yard, and
this time brings TO light leaping culver
ing mackerel, flashing green, golden, and
purple In the sunlight.
'Poor fish, exclaim.
When see 1t dying, wish ! had not
caught IL; but Humphrey laughs and
losses the hook far out into the water
again.
After that we are very successful; and
when, an hour later, we 60 on shore again,
Humphrey bears home In triumph fish
enough, say, to last week.
The keen air has made us hungry, and
our spoil Is cooked to perfection. If Bee
and Jack were here, l think could be
happy, even with Humphrey sitting oppo.
site me, looking over his newspaper every
other minute.
What would you like to do to-day, darl-
ing!' he says, as breakfast over, stand
looking out Of the window, watching for
the postman.
81 don't care, anything you like, is my
indifferent answer. at must be nearly
time for the post"
"fes, the postman ought to be here
now" Humphrey replies looking at his
wa'ch' "Madgie, suppose we take lunch.
con and drive 10 that glenn And might
make couple Of sketches"
very well,r | assent, and resion nv.
sen 10 drive beside Humphrey for a dozcn
miles, 10 VI. and talk To MIN ,vh,io ha
sketches and drive back with him ,n ~.
afternoon. '"' ~ '"o
This Is one peculiar feature In nv Inns
bands characteristic tastes seem vha, !
may call extremely frugal. He has Ton
thousand year--a fortune left 70 him nm.
cxpectcdly- he does not seem 10 have
the most remote idea how 10 spend II. Ue
chose this quiet spot by The sea for on,
honeymoon, aud we live here ~ quietly ant
cheaply as possible. Wealth n quite new
aud strange 10 me too. Accustomed al
my life 10 poverty, 70 piach and save Il
every possible way, II seems an extraor
binary thing that ! have but to desire, 4
have.
al see the postmanw ! cry deliglltcdly
my head out Of the open window watchin,
that individual coming slowly into view