Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1885-07-03

-, ''.''' vi Lake Pontchdrtrain. Before
! nave gone far am seized with an
o'''9' inspiration, There isn'ta aliving
''ui 'n sight ] had retired nook
anu landing my boat, draw it upon the
"ll.'e sandy beach for safety. Then |
Se''' myself upon the sand and delibcr.
ately pull off my shoes and stockings.
"n' gong TO wade, for the tide il out
anu inc water is cool and delightful
nave not gone far, however. when l
c"'cn the sound Of faint groan. i
u'oP I'LL! SKIRTS inyoluntarily, and put
ting my hands to my mouth. as have
seen Fred doupon similar occasions /
shout, Justify.
"1Ialoam
~ answer comes at once, and SO
close % my side that l cry aloud in
alarm turn quickly. and then un-
derstand Just around a little bend
which forms a sort Of a cove catch
glimpse OF a man lying at fun length
upon Tue sand. Even IRON that dis
tance can distinguish the pallor of
MS lace, and then understand intul-
lively that some accident has overtak-
en- INN. | glance down at my bare
feet. No time for shoes and stockings
now dart through the water. and
soon reach his side. The very hand
somest man | ever met; he raises his
dark eyes to my face and says quickly:
Il Deg your pardon, miss, but have
spralned my ankle severely, and-is
there any place in the neighborhood
where l can remain until able to trav-
el? My name is Compton-Walter
Compton-from st. Louis, and" he
hesitates, and a spasm of pain con
tracts his face for a moment.
Yes" | cry Immediately, you can
come home with mer' So Irun to get
into my discarded articles of wearing
apparel, and then springing into my
boat | row to the spot. With great
difficulty | succeed in assisting the
stranger into the boat, and then pull
slowly homeward l find papa quite
willing to receive the stranger, who,
after all proves to be no stranger, but
the son Of one Of papa's old friends.
We made him comfortable, and then
followed days and weeks of pleasant
companiOnship. Six weeks from the
day upon which ! brought Walter
CQmp+ home in .cly boat he asks me
- siss,Sa.sat - - Durst into tears. For
l love Hm with all my heart; yet there
is that hateful Mr.. Comynl lie has
never revisited our town since the let
ter was written in which he asks for
the heartand hand of Freda Lowell,
but we may reasonably look for him
now AZ any time | sob out my story
to Walter, my head upon his shoulder.
He smiles, and stopping, kisses me.
Don't cry, sweetheart" he saws
soothingF. You shall never marry
Mr.. COMM or any other man but NY
self. if you really love me. We will
explain tho whole affair to him and to
your father; and Mr. Lowell will not
object tome On the score of poverty,
for | ANA rich man, FreIa."
Ana Then some one raps at the door,
aud the servant announces:
"Miss Freda your father saws please
come to the library. Mr.. Comyn wish
es to see YOU"
At last So it has come, and | must
face the music. Ana my eyes are red
from crying my hair awfdlly tousled.
l am aSght to make lover weep
Nevertheless I'll 60 Just as | am; if |
make him hate me, 50 much the better.
so l leave Walters side and march
straight into the library, with white
cheeks, my heal deGantly raiseI.
MI OOnyn arises to meet me-a fine
looking nln, but not one-haIf as hand
some as my Walter lie hesitates. and
draws oack with intense surnrisa unop
his face ''' "i'o"
"Mr Lowell" he ciaoulates in be-
wildernat, addressing nv father
there Is some mistake This is NOT
the young lady" w
l oIap'ol my hands glecfulIy, re-
g"rui9'sot papas aeyerest frown. So
it is Rita after all. I'm not two min
utss getting her into the library; 'l' then
side. ''' " " "i'er "
Yes itreally is Rita Mr. conrn
had only mistaken the name. hnt T0i'yn ~ ~
Rita vnoa he loves and wisbe, s1, = to %
marry and best Of all. Rita 1ovos
in secret all this time. S''0'ins
% 'nsI' .lstl i'a double wedding. and
pap" sIaiI'' s'reneIy and never f. fro~na ~n,'
nov now ,o5, fo6 he has two rich sons-in.l@w, o%us
anu poy' 0ttle madcap Freda the
opluo oome, = dnI,s wealthy Mr.. Compton. be-
tbere tD 3 aa ,,,' ,al an enyied parsonage, and
in tngIV the 4 1sn,1 N longer any black sheep"
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lD'a lSisoa ''on in Worldly Philosophy.
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