Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1884-03-20

But they generally carry basket of
fish or a pappoose on their shoulders
to effect proper balance
They are hideeus. They don't
walk-they plow."
TRY the beach some dry day your
self, Mr.. NJ inchcster, and see how
easy it is to be graceful.
1T is easy now, at least, !" he said,
significantly glancing at her, really
trimming over with compliment and
anxious to get below the tart crust OF
her mood into the lurking place of her
sweeter humor.
She ignored him.
She halted now, tracing the faint
ridges in tho sand, where each outgo-
ing were left the record of its jour
ney.
"They are all aspiring" she said.
"But one washes out the trace of the
other with just as little mer3y as men
show to the work of their fellow
men.
IF the shore lines were always the
same this fresh, buoyant lake would
be stagnant pool. We should all
die CT it. Better the stirring and rub
bling out than the standing still.
Aren't the new wave marks as grace
full as the old9"
Perhaps"
This half sat rical sparring was one
of their customs. She seemed special
ly to delight in it. He was always
glancing off INTO personalitles-her
personality-but she liked to reflect,
and to say perverse things.
Just then larger-reaching swash
came boldly up aud crawled all about
her feet Thanks to the stout boots
she got away with little wetting. But
Manchester was distressed.
your feet are wet, Miss Shep-
herd.
"On the outside-yes.
"Be reasonable. The water must
have crept inside, l am sure. 1t is a
great risk.
81 get them wet every day. Inever
suffer from it. !"
IL have a suspicion that in order to
keep you out of the water one would
have to command you to 90 into it,
| am sure you would go dryshod ell
your life if some one should plead
with you to wade"
Oh, how she tantalized and yexed
him.
Really" in a half-injured tone,
they are thoroughly dry. run no
risk"
Manchester deliberated before he
made any farther advance. Then
lifting up the umbrella and scanning
it its entire length he said with some
evaporation:
How does it happen that for mere
ly one asking | am in possession of
this article2 [ should suppose that
because | wanted to carry il. couldn't
have had it on any terms.
"Oh. that is easily explained. You
did not want to carry lit was mere
! ly stress of politeness that impelled
you to ask to do it. If you had really
craved the pleasure of course you
couldn't have had it."
81 hate an umbrella" he answered
with vehemence. you can have it
back, Miss Shepherd. 1t will serve as
support instead of my arm
II get on very we'll without either. "
No sooner was this uttered than a
sudden whim on the part of the storm
sent the rain pouring down upon
them 1t was retiring salaam-an
ELUSIVE au revoir.
There was moments grim satisfac-
ton to Manchester in seeing the
water dashed into her defenseless face.
He would have felt thoroughly JUST
fed in leaving herto get the full force
of 1T as long as it should last
But pity, tenderness, quickly sue
ceeded.
With great difficulty he opened the
umbrella, took her hand with firm
ness, drew it closely within his arm,
and sheltered her as best he could.
A group OF dwarf pines was near, a
little back from the beach Ia the sand.
| He drew her toward them and they
proved an excellent barrier against
| the storm. 1t was comparatively
calm there. but she was forced to
stand very close to him to avoid the
| deluge.
He looked down into her glowing
face. 1t did not seem at all to him as il
either of them lacked good sense IN
being there. 1t was delightful, bliss
| full.
Would you have been as generous
to me, he said, bending down to her,
IF you had the umbrella and l had
been trying by every means, to pick q
quarrel with you"
QUARREL
She lifted her eyes in surprised
question a moment, but dropped them
at once with a vivid blush. She met
something in MS, which We're at toe
close range TO be evaded, that made
her heart beat terribly.
Bus she rallied.
II never quarrel. 1t is you who dis
tract me always, and because | am
not dosile, you"
at"
eyes. You"
"Yes, love you, Annie
There was no escape, no room what
ever for coquetry. To turn to one
side was to be drenched, to turn tC
the other was to be almost within hi
arms