The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-10-02
TIL H. HEIR EGSS.

Adele Fayton gave vexed little toss
of her head-a gesture intended to be
awfully annihilating to Mr.. Harry
Brown, standing on the lower step of
the piazza at the Seaside House.
every we'll, go, of course, Mr.. Brown,
if you prefer: but really, L 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 irresist-
iblc by the generality OF the sterner sex.
"Of course it is too bad, when you
know that to Il dozen ladies stopping at
the Seaside there are only such few
gentlemen. 1 know what the trouble
is, though, don't l, Mr.. Brownep You
are tired Of us--the same over and over
and you are reserving your forces un-
til the much-talked OF and anx:ously
expected beauty and heress arrives
upon the scene.''
Harry turned lazily round ana smiled.
81 am afraid have to incur a great
risk IN contradicting Il 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
l 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 lonesOmeness. Mr..
Browne, you are selfish"
"Well, yes, rather, if always wanting
the best OF everything concerned is
what you call selfish. But l will re-
deem my character by proving to you
that which will doubtless set your
hearts at rest. don't believe in your
wonderful coming beauty and heiress to
begin with. And in the second place.
l would commit hari-kari before I'd
marry al heiresS. Now am l vindicat-
ed?"
lie bowed and walked off, Just a
little to the discontinue of the ladies
on the piaZza-went of to the beac h
where his boat and fishing tackle
awaited him, with more Of disgusted,
impatient look, OH his face than was
customary with him.
';What a lot Of idiots a fellow comes
across in the course Of his lifel Because
Il lot Of pretty girls lose their heads
when Il wealthy beau comes along, they
argue, with Il wOman's senseless per-
sistency, that the men are as mercenary
aS themselves. Marry al heiress, not
if She were as beautiful as--as Venus,
and every word she dropped was trans
mtted into a koli-i-noor!'
MIR. Browne pushed Off in his surf
boat, dashing and plunging through
the breakers like a sailor, born and
bred. He rowed out a mile or two
to another fishing boat containing a
couple of barefooted boys eight and ten,
with wide-rimmed hats, and bright,
tanned faces and brown eyes. A tall
lad OF sixteen, worried and anxious
looking, who was evidently dismayed
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
thoughtful, yct bright and flashing as
she looked at Harry while lie rowed
nearer and nearer in response TO the
halloo Of the boys.
n decidedly nice looking girl; hardly
what one could call handsome, and vet
the pure, fair complexion, ever 50 light
~ suntanned, the waving, deep gold
colored halr, thickly braided and hang
ing down to her waist, and the glorious
gray eyes made d whole that Harry
Browne quite thoroughly admired as
he pulled alongside and spoke to hor.
"I Oh SEEM W Do i'll some uiiliculty,' 81
he remarked, touching his hat courte-
Ously.
She bowed.
Joe is rather demoralized, 1 think.
There is no danger, is there2" Harry
glunced at Joe's scared face, and the
restless antics Of The boys i'll the tiny
boat.
"If you had a man in charge who
knew hls business, thore would DO nc
shadow OF danger. AS it is, this young
man HAS no excuse for venturing 80 fal
out"
"We were ifshing," she said, in 8
pleasant, apologetic way, "and didn't
realize how far we had gone. Well,
with troubled look that was more
anxiety than fear, eve must do the
best we can. Perhaps you would tel
Joe what TO do with the boat"
Harry replied. eff you will allow
me to exchange places with your pilot
! will row You ashore, l am Ilarr,
Browne, Of, brOkers,----- street, a
present stopping at the Seaside Iouse.
You are very kind, Mr.. Browne
and will thankfully accept your offer
My name is May Harper"
She laughed as if the oddnes of tn
mutual introduction amused her, ant
Harry made up his mind that she wa
the very incest girl he had met in man,
day.
"Well, then, Joe, you jump in her
and row yourself to shore. You won
have anv trouble to take yourself only
will your"
The alacrity with which the la,
changed from the "Bella" to the "Sa
die" was sufficient answer, and neithe
Harry nor Miss Harper could help smil
ing as Joe put for the shore.
IL dare say he thought it was al
right" May said, apologetically.
"He'dno business to think 80, though,
Shall l take you straight back, Mis-
Harper, or would you rather fish Will
longer2"
"If you please, will go back. Aun
| Jane will he worried about me-"
She leaned against tho side of tn