The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1881-05-13


the benefit of the sea-air, and she'll wall
deal on the beach. You and will u
boating, Lex, and so it will be the mos
natural thing in the world that we should
meet Dear me to think that Emil,
Englantine should be as good as oul
next-door neighbor How 1 should de
light to have her autograph in my al
bum I"
The next morning, Alexia, who had
been abroad early, to secure fresh eggs
for the omelettes, in which her fathers
matutinal soul delighted, returned, with
the news that Mrs. Parkers new boar
der was out walking on the beach.
"What is she like ?" cried eager limo.
gen.
"Short and stout, Alexia answered, in
accents which denoted a slight degree
of disappointment. "And she wears a
poke-bonnet, and thick boots, and
stamps up and down the sands, with an
umbrella under her arm, and talks to
herself"
"That is genius, cried the delighted
Imogen. 81 dare say the mood of in
spiration was upon her. Oh, Lex, how
l should have liked to see herr"
81 watched her for a long time," said
Alexia, "but don't think she saw me.
She's decidedly eccentric, l wager"
$50 are all talented people," said
Imogen. ''Tell Israel to get the boat
ready at once, Alexia. do so long to
look into her deep, intellectual eyes"
81 think you'll be disappointed in
her, said Alexia.
81 never can be disappointed in the
sacred fires of genius" said Imogen,
with enthusiasm. emily Byzantine
Why the very name is pass-ke to my
heart of hearts !"
And she went to put on her prettiest
boatingsuit of dark blue serge, with
white silk anchors embroidered on the
collar
"Come, Lex" said she, to her sister.
Il shall want you to pull the stroke
oar"
"Td admire to go along too" said Is
rael, wistfully. "Tvealways wanted to
see live authoress !"
"No! !" said Miss Poyntz, with author
ity "Wo are better by ourselves" And
thenas, Israclwent dejectedly back to the
woodpile, she added: "That fellow is
so intrusive !"
81 think he's very NICE" said Alexia
"And his father owns the largest farm
on the beach And they've been offered
ten thousand dollars for it by the Salt
Sea Park Association !"
Opinions differ" said Imogen, drily,
as they pulled out into deep water ooh,
Lex there she is, pacing thoughtfully
along, her eyes fixed on the shining
sands Perhaps, even now, some poem
is forming itself within her brain. Oh,
what thing it is to be an authoress !"
'Hush p whispered Alexia. "She is
looking this way. Pull little nearer
to shore, Imogen. Oh, do listen She's
speaking"
"Good-moming~ said the stout young
woman, with the poke-bonnet and the
umbrella.
"Good-morning !" the two sisters an
swered, in chorus, infusing an accent of
the tenderest respect and admiration in
to their voices.
"Going out sailing?" demanded the
inspired one "Td like to go, too !"
Imogen cast glance of scarcely-re-
pressed delight and triumph at her sis
ter.
eve should only be too proud" said
she, making haste to draw her boat up
the sandy beach.
The young person stepped in, rather
it must be owned, for one who
was supposed to be ephemeral as air, and
sat down.
Mexia pulled off, and Imogen made
IN effort at conversation.
81 am one of yourunknown admirers"
said she, a little abruptly.
"Eh ~ said the poetess.
81 am so delighted for an opportunity
Of knowing you personally" added Miss
Poyntz. every syllable of Eglantine
Spray is impressed upon my memory"
The stout young woman stared. Imo- |
zen perceived that she was not progress
ng favorably D
Perhaps" she thought, "she's little {
shy and sensitive about her own produc-
ions. I'll try another topic" And she q
ldded, aloud; 81 hope you like the coun-
.ry here ?'
But the stout young person seemed
intent upon something else-she was
rying to take the oar from her inter
ocutor.
would you like to row." sweetly
isked Imogen.
"Get out of this !" said the young per-
on, with brisk blow of her umbrella
iandle, aimed at Imogens head. "Come, .