Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1882-11-22

" oeio YOU interfere IN my Affairs
sir?'
The young man raised his hat with
graceful bow.
My name is Sanford, he said. quietly
Ray Sanford. l 1--we mile above tn
beach. / am accustomed to the lake:
spend half my time upon it. know al
the boats; the one You have chosen i
unworthy. If you go out in her yo
Will certainly be drowned
He put on his hat and walked ava,
without another word. He was proud
too; 1t was easy to see that.
L glanced at Kathleen. She did no
see nae; her eyes were bent upon tn
graceful figure in its coarse dress. nov
ing away down the shining sands.
L saw her ciench her han,is aud Sc
her teeth together, and then her gazt
encountered mine. aud then, startins
slightly, she forced a smile.
Are you ready, ladies?'
Arthur Fanshawe's voice broke tn,
silence.
Are you going in that boat?" in
| quired Kathleen.
''1o be sure. am not foolish enough
to pay any heed to the crOaklTngs o
yonder clodhopper. I'll teach him that
l, too, understand managing a boat il
do not spend half my time on the
lake"
"You are careless in your epithets
Mr.. Fanshawe, observed Kathleen, frl,
gidly-'' mistaken likewise. Mr.. San.
ford is a gentleman"
lyon have the honor of his acquaint.
ance, 1t seems"
Kathleen's eyes flashed, but she con.
trolied her anger.
He taught me to row, she answered,
and said no mor..
But she said enough 10 set me think
ing
Well, we yielded to the ruling power;
and soon. seated in the pretty boat,
Were dancing merriiy over the water,
far away and soon out of sight Of land.
1t was perfect day, and, full of life
and gayety, We had forgotten all about
young Sanford's warning. when sud-
denly there was a low exclamation OF
horror from Kathleen:
''The boat is filling with water! do
believe We are sinkIugi
1t was too true.
The boat leaked at every seam: the
water was pouring in; soon we would be
beyond the reach OF human aid.
L shall n-ver forget that hour AS long
as / 1--we.
Fanshawe, livid with fear, crouched
in tho ~ th.-l.l.+
never . word.
Mrs. Langley wrnng her hands and
alternately shueked and moaned-lov
praying and BOW her voICe drowned in
a storm OF sobs and tears
Kathleen sat like statue cf stone,
her hands folded, her eyes bent on a
spot TAR away,
On,e drifted The boat WAS rapidly
filling; 1t was more than half full.
L crept to Kathleen a.d put my arms
around her.
"Kathiei Kathiel'' L cried, We must
die. Is il not dreadful?"
There are worse fates on earth, ="
she answered, her pale lips scarcely
seeming to move, and still her brown
eyes watched that tiny speck as 1t gre.
large; man III boat-a man bending
all hls energies to meet us.
A strange smile touched kathleen's
lips.
Ray, she muttered, rs though she
had forgotten our presence, Ray, l
knew you would comet
1t was, indeed Ray Sanford, and he
was rowing with the strength of giant
ana the energy OF a man determined to
WIN or de.
He reached us at last-not a second
too soon. L aroused Mrs. Langley
from fit OF incOherent sobbing anu
calculating, and pointed to our rescurer.
He stood up in his boat and mad
Kathleen in his arms IN an instant.
Then he turned to Mrs. Langley and
me. Fanshawe followed US, and soon
we were ali safe in his boat-saved from
dreadful DEATH
Not word was spoken during the
long run home. Kathleen never looked
at Ray; she seemed unconscious of hi,
presence.
When we reached the shore she
dropped from the boat unassisted, as
though she jId not see the young mans
protfered hand.
Fanshawe, safe on shore, was himself
again. Turning to Sanford he took a
bank note from his pocket and rendered
it to the young man.
Here" said he. in cold, insulting
tone, you've helped us out of scape;
allow me to
Bu. he never finished. Ray Sanford
struck the money from his hand, and
ther, without word, strobe off down
the shining beach. After that We saw
him no more.
The tune for our departure for heme
drew nigh.
kathleen had grown pale and thin
during these days. Her eyes were un-
naturally bright, and her cheeks wore
hectic flush; there was something
wrong about Kathleen.
1t was the evening before our intend
ed departure, and We walked alone on
the beach.
The sun was setting, dropping slowly
down its golden ladder into tieecy cloud
banks of scarlet and amber; up and
down we paced, neither of us speaking.
So the sun set and the twilight gathered.
Suddenly the form of man rose
before us IN the gray twilight. He cIme
straight up to Kathleen and held out
both ms hands.
she laid down her own within them.
There was a sweet smile on her hls;
ner eyes were luminous.
rs it good-bye?" she said, softly.
"Never!" he cried fercely. Tell
me Kathleen. is IL true, are you golng
t. marry that man-that Fanshawe.
A sneering laugh fell upon our eyes;
Fanshawe stood beside us.
"a pretty scene" he sneered- "A
filtration between my betrothed wife
and "A common tisheDman.
With a face like marble and eyes
flashing diamonds Kathleen slipped her
engagement ring from her finger anu
laid 1t IN Arthur Fanshawe's hand, say