The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1883-08-04
THE HEIRESS.

IAuclc dy lol gave d NCAttl llIlIC boSS
of her head-a gesture intendad to be
awful annihilating to Mr.. Harry Browne,
standing on the lower step Of the piazza
at the Seaside House.
every well, go, of course, Mr.. Browne
if you prefer; but really, think it is too
bad of you"
"Of course it is" added pretty Miss
Hunter, with the golden locks and baby
blue eyes that were considered irresisti-
bic by the generality of the sterner sex.
"Of course it is too bad, when you know
that to dozen ladies stopping at the
Seaside there are only such a few gentle
men. | know what the trouble is, though,
us-the same over and overland you are
reserving your forces until the much
talked of and anxiously expected beauty
and heiress arrives upon the scene"
Harry turned lazily round and smiled.
81 am afraid have to incur great
risk in contradicting a lady, he said,
good -humoredly.
Naughty Adele Fayton flashed him a
half indignant, half sarcastic glance from
her black eyes and said
"And when the heiress has arrived,
dare say Mr.. Browne will suddenly lose
all his interest in his solitary boat rides
and fishing excursions, while we forlorn
maidens get through the day as well as
We can, for lonesomencss. Mr.. Browne,
you are selfish"
"Well, yes, rather if always wanting
the best of every thing concerned is what
you call selfish. But will redeem my
character by proving to you that which
will doubtless set your heart at rest. |
don't believe in your wonderful coming
beauty and heiress, to begin with. And
in the second place, would commit hari
kari, before Id marry an heiress. Now
am | vindicated?''
lie bowed and walked off, inst 4 little
to the discontinue of the ladies on the
piazza-went off to the beach where his
boat and fishing tackle awaited him.
with more of disguised impatient look
on his face than was customary with him.
What 4 lot of idiots fellow comes
across i'll the course of his life Because
lot of pretty girls lose their heads when
a wealthy beau comes along, they argue.
with woman senseless persisteucy.
that the men are as mercenary as them
selves. Marry an heircss, not if she
were as beautiful as-as Venus, and
every word she dropped was transmitted
into a kohi-noor-'
Mr.. Browne pushed off in his surrboat.
dashing and plunging through the break
ers like a sailor, born and bred. He row
ed out mile or two to another fishing
boat containing a couple of barefooted
boys eight and ten, with wide trimmed
hats, and bright, tanned faces and brown
eyes. a tall lad of sixteen, worried and
anxious looking, who was evidently dis
mayed at the increasing swell of the sea,
and the freshening south wind, was of
this company, and also a young girl with
lovely dark gray eyes, grave and thought
full, yet bright and flashing as she looked
at Harry while he rowed nearer and
nearer in response to the halo of the
boys.
A decidedly nice-looking girl; hardly
what one could call handsome, and yet
the pure, fair complexion, ever so lightly
sun-tanned, the scarlet mouth so tightly
closed, the waving deep gold -colored hair
thickly braided and hanging down to her
waist, and the glorious gray eyes made a
whole that Harry Browne quite thorough
ly admired as he pulled along side and
spoke to her.
You seem to be in some diiiiculty,'
he remarked, touching his lat court
eously.
She bowed.
Joe is rather GemorilzeI. | think.
There is no danger, is therea Harry
glanced at Joe's scared face, and the rest
less antics of the boy in the tiny boat.
IF you had man in charge who
knew his business, there would be no
shadow of danger. AS it is, the young
man has no excuse for venturng so far
out"
I'VE were fishing,' she said, in IL
pleasant, apologize way, and didn't
realize how far we had gone. WeH,'
with troubled look that was more anx-
icty than fear, we must do the best we
can. Perhaps you would tell Joe what
to do with the boat
Harry replied. elf you will allow me
to exchange places with your pilot, will
row you ashore. am Harry Browne, of
-, brokers, street, at present
at the Seaside House."
you are very kind, Mr.. Browne, and
| will thankfully accept your offer My
name is May Harper
She laughed as if the oddness of the
mutual introduction amused her, and
Harry made up his mind that she was
the very incest girl he had met in many
day.
"Well, then, ice, you jump in here
and row yourself to shore. You won t
have any trouble to take Yourself only,
will you?
The alaclity with which the lad chang
ed from the Bella to the . Sadie" vas
sufficient answer, and neither Harry nor
Miss Harper could help smiling as Joe
put for the shore.
81 dare say he thought it WAS all
right" May said, alphabetically.
He'd no business to think so, though.
Shall l take you straight back, Miss
Harper, or would you rather fish while
longer?"
"If you please, will so back. Aunt
Jane will be worried about me-.
She turned against the side of the boat
trailing her hands i'll the water,
while the two children sat quiet
as mice, watching Harry with awe and
admiration as he pulled along, steady
strokes and sent them spinning along,
while Harry thought.
''She is the most sensible girl / ever
came across. Pretty, modest, disnitied,
pleasant, with no sham reserve about her
any more than too much freedom. And
what a thorough lady she is. ] know her