South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1883-07-13

head.
oh, it's nothing' stammered our
hero. I'm afraid it's spoiled
by no means; l can easily reno.
vnte 1t with yard or two of fresh
ribbon
Her book lay open on the rock be.
side her-it was copy of Tennyson,
and just beyond a portfolio and
sketching board betrayed her recent
occupation. Altogether there was
something about her that interested
MIR. Aylitfe. He resolved, with true
masculine audacity, to prosecute the
acquaintance.
you are Olive, this little man tells
me?' 7tfa,
Yes, am Olive Brown; and the
boatman's wifc-I am staying at the
boatmap's cottage, just. back here
THINKS it will benny nature instead of
my name. ii I spend much more time
on these rocks without poke. bonnet
and green veil'
She laughed rs she spoke, and
Hugh felt himself treasured.
Il am Hugh Ayliiie,' he said. You
are skeiching, l seer
.Yes-a little, when can find any
satisfactory points of view
Il know splendid one just beyond
here eagerly cried Hugh. And if
you'll let me row you a little way out,
think you will agree with me that
it's worth being transferred to paper.
1t is not far.
Olive hesitated.
Il should like to go-but the chill.
dren?'
oh, well take them along too
There's plenty OF room in the boat
Well if you choose to row out with
your boat looking like the shoe of the
historical old woman who had so ma.
ny children. Pm sure | shal! be very
happy laughed Olive.
Together they descended the steep
and slippery rocks, and Mr.. Ayliife
unfasrened his boat, loaded it with a
due eye to the preservation of equili.
brium, and pulled out across the shin
ing floor Of the deep.
What n sensible girl she is =
thought Hugh. Now, if had Inc t
her III the hotel parlor, or OH the pro
menade piazza, there would have
been no end OF iutroduct!ons and sa-
laams and ceremonies in general to
be gone through with. | never saw
such beautiful eyes in my life; and
she carries her head like young
princess =
| Yes, Hugh AylifFe was a gentle
man, and by the instructive touch.
stone OF kindred he recognized Olive
as lady.
What a pleasant, dreamy SORT of a
morning they spent together on the
rocking waves! disturbed, at times
by not i'll grounded fear of the chill.
dren coming to watery death, by
means of too ardent gymnastics in the
boat. And when they walked up the
beach once more, Hugh carrying the
sketch book, he felt as if he had come
to the finishing chapter of some inter
estins book.
so you live i'll the boatman's cot.
tagc do you?' said Hugh, as they adj.
vanced to the low eaved house, with
vines trained over the porch and
snow-white nets hung ON the grass to
dry
Yes said Olive, 'and it's the pref.
test place i'll the Mobilization email
to be sure, but Mrs. Bryan is so
kind
why don't you come to the hotel?'
| why don't l place myself under
the glass frame of hot bed? or get
into show window on Broadway? [
came out here to enjoymyself, not be
fashionable 2
Il think you're sensible GIRL said
Hugh.
Thank you !! said Olive demu-ely.
oh, but 1 am in earnest said
Hugh.
Then if you are, please don't men.
ton to any one at the hotel that
have hiding place here. 1 don't
want to sec company, nor TO go into
grand toilette. You'll keep my &C.
clet won't you?'
'Yes-but you don't call me CONS
pany?'
'No--I don't call you company?'
Aud Hugh Ayliffe walked back to
the hotel, thinking of the tall, pale
girl with the slvery grey dress and
knot Of pink ribbon at her throat
ltugh Ayllfie, unreasoning mortal
that he was, was in love All the
manGuyres, the crimps, and dresses
aud the metropolitan airs and graces
OF the bellies of the hotel had failed to
ensuare him, and now he had gone
and LAID down his heart at the feet of
a girl with dreamy eyes and long
throat, who probably didn't care n
snap whether be loved her or not.
lie fished more desperately than o.
yer, and stayed away more methods.
caliy lie bought books and toys for,
the little Bryran's, and helped the
boatmau's wife train her double Mich.
igan roses, and even undertook TO