The Washington critic., 1885-08-19

when say that she singled out vii.
liam Gay for numbcrlcss llatlcriug little
attentions ] do away with any necessity
of calling in fate to place him immc.
diatcly nj her feet. He loved her so
diStractcdly the morning that she ap.
pcarCd at guard mounting. because he
was officer of the day, that in the even
ing he added up his pay account again,
subtractCd nothing for cigars, and in
CONSIDERABLY divided the whole sum by
two. IIcroic-but it wouldn't do-thc
answer was too small; WuNy gronncd,
and smoked till midnight when he went
sorrowfully TO bed.
Mrs. Camp was well bred American
mother, and concerned herself very
slightly about her dau ghtcr's llirationj,
and had not Morgan Jones, tn, mil.
liOnairc widOwcr, come down from
New York and enlightened her rs to
his hopes and fears, it is extremely
probable that WaXy's dreams would
have remained smoke. The battle
which cnsucd was interesting from
the ability of the contestants. Morgan
Jones was a business man. and used to
success, and the spice Cf obs macy with
which Mrs. Camp had endowed her
daughter had not mt all depleted her
own stock. WaXy was used as ammu-
milton constantly, but was not pro-
noted to the rank of aide, and Miss
Camp felt often Il sickcning conscious
ness that the was on the weaker side.
eff Morgan Jones should actually say
the word" she contdcd to her own
soul, 81 should give in. lie always
carries out his determinations, and il is
better to yield first than last-and feel
acrccpy sensation as if IL were coming
to-day.
With this thought still in her mind,
she stood in the ballroom after break
fast looking out over the water. 4
ballroom empty, and by daylight, is
| drcary place ut best, and she started
little newously when voice suddenly
broke the stiffness
Take a turn, Miss Campo
'Do people ever 90 over there, Mr..
Gay she asked irrclcvantly, rs she
pointed to Fort Wool
ITO the Rip Raps2" he answered.
ooh, yes, it's quite Il favOritc sail
strange that YOU We never been there.
| This is good wcather-how would YOU
like to 90 over this morning.
"Just you and II should like it
! WY biNNIt SllN NulNls lblNNtNlllI Ul
| least respite. Lieutenant Gay was i'm
that mental state which borders on
| ecstasy. 81 can get II sail-bOat and be
ready in five minutes" he answered.
She looked over her shoulder and
saw Morgan Jones and her mother
| engaged in earnest conversation.
YES she said, Il will be ready"
and when Mrs. Camp and Mr.. Jones,
having maturcd their scheme, looked
| down to the beach, behold the bird was
flying. Some vigorous gestures of dis
approval in which her mother INDUCED,
strengthened Miss Camp srcsolution.
Lieutenant Gay" She said as the
wind caught the sail, and they felt the
! cXhilaration of the motion and the
morning, lit is an unmaidcnly thing to
say, but | shall thank you for every
moment of to-day, that we are not 20
ing toward that hateful lIygcia, and if
we should be capsized, and you should
be as slow as possible about rcscuing
me, you will have saved me more mis-
! cry than you can guess" WhGrcupon
| this beautiful, wcll-bred young lady
| burst into wretChcd, real and unbccom-
ing tears.
Such unorthodox behavior is sadly
| iustiiablc when maternity is perverted
into mammon, but the situation was
none the less embarrassing for the mo-
mcnt.
Then said Lieutenant Gay, Miss
| Camp, | am your devoted servant;
will take you to the Rip Raps, to the
Hygcia, or jump with youi into the bay,
as you command, but / would like first
20 suggest another plan. Let me in
stead drive the boat up this creek and
| land al the small town at the head of ii.
! Then if you will 20 with me to the old
church, the minister, who is an aid
friend of mine, will put you out of
Morgan Jones power, for ever Into
mine, you may say. Yes, but truly
love you so very much that don't be
| licyc you'll find me half bad, when
| you're used to me- really do have
! from the first and Wen ret along some
way--l may get promoted"
Indignant at first, Miss Camps wrath
| had subsidized before the end of his dec
| laration. In the anXictics of the last
| few days he had been so wholly Il side
! issue that this solution had not occurred
TO her. While she considered, the boat
was scudding up the creek, and the lit
! tie town was very near.
Lieutenant Gay" she said finally,
"a girl brought up rs ] have been can't
| fairly be expected TO have very exalted
| ideas of marriage, but it seems to me
| that this would be more nearly sacred
! than white satin sale to that nabOb.
! | don't seem to be strOng-mindcd
| enough to stand alone, and | like you
! at this moment so infinitely better than
! do my mother, that if you are quite
sure that your motive is not mistaken
kindness, / will
The simple announcement of their
marriage destroyed all the force of Mrs.
Camps wordy reproof to thcrunaways.
The married air of superiority which
most young ladies assume with the
wedding ring, made Mrs. Gay quite
another individual from Miss Camp.
| To the mothers protcstations of de-
spair and disgrace Lieutenant GAY
made u speech which the men of the
mess thought amazingly good. MA
! dam, " he said, with an almost grown
| up air, "your daughter has married
poor man, it is true, but | cannot allow
| YOU to intimate that she has lowered
her position The daughter of aquccn
need not stoop to wed an American
| officer"
The joke of the whole thing" said
First Lieutenant Leiay, rs he packed his
solitary traps in June, lis that WaXy
married rich girl after all. The old
lady stormcd and threatened but her
husband was dead, and the daughter
came of age in two months and her own
money had to be given her, So she re
CARDS WaNy as kind of Il savior, and
he looks upon her rs amarycl of injured
innocence, and they have all the acces-
series of the dove business, and no need
to worry about bills, either, Some men
have all the luck! - Harriet b. Water
man in Springfield Republican.