St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1886-07-29
HIS PUNISHMENT.

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What say you to joining me in my
tripq l should be delighted to have
you for companion"
So said Harold North to his friend,
Guy Harrington. And the latter, after
a short reflection, decided to act upon
his friends suggestion.
And thus one pleasant spring morn
ing saw the two young men leaning
over the rail of an ocean steamer,
watching the arrivals. Presently, ow-
ing to a slight mishap, the attention of
both was drawn in the same direction.
A young lady and her maid were
crossing the gangway, side by side,
when puff of wind caught the hat off
the head of the latter, and, after whirl-
ing it airily and dangerously just over
the water, blew it upon the wharf,
where it was rescued by a boy and re-
stored to its owner, who was lament
ing the disaster.
"Just look at that young lady's face!'
Harold North exclaimed. "Did you
ever see anything so enchanting 7"
Just then the young lady CHANGED to
raise her eyes, and caught sight of the
two faces leaning above her.
A look of pleasure was accompanied
by charming smile as she inclined
her head. OF course both gentlemen
lifted their hats, although a moment
later they looked at each other inquir-
ingly.
$50 you know her, North Sly fell
low"
''Know her? only wish that l did.
1t was you the bow was intended for.
She looked straight at you"
off so, it's a case of mistaken identi-
ty," Guy answered.
That very afternoon the friends met
the young lady who had so kindled the
admiration of both, face to face. She
paused, and held out a tiny hand.
''Mr. Norris, 1 am glad to see you !!
Although it is four years since we met,
| knew you at once"
"And L am equally charmed to meet
you, although begging your pardon, |
am not that tO-be-envied individual
'Mr. Norris,'" Guy replied.
A flush crossed the young face,
which an instant later dimpled into
smiles at the ludicrous contretemps.
eff | do not know her, l will before
long,"
Guy determined, and straightway
sought out the captain, whom he had
noticed few moments before in con-
versatiOn with the fair unknown.
And thus with no difficulty he OBJ
tanned the coveted introduction. OF
course Harold North came in for his
share in the remarkable good fortune
that had befallen his friend, and was
duly presented to the owner of the
face.
A week elapsed.
One afternoon as the friends were
seated together upon deck, Harold
looked up suddenly with the query:
81 say, Guy, are you in love with
Miss Weston ~
"In love-well that's pretty strong.
L admire her exceedingly and mean to
keep up the acquaintance. But what
is it to you, old fellOw?"
ga good deal. 1 am desperately,
fathoms deep, in love with her, and
thought you might be drifting in much
the same course, and that it would be
only honorable in me to warn you that
it will be war to the knife"
But if Harold thought to play a win
ming game against his more subtle,
brilliant friend, he soon saw the fulfil
ity of his hopes, for any casual observ-
er could hardly fail to understand the
lovely light that made Daisy Weston's
face eloquent when in Guys company.
Another week slipped by, full of de-
lightful days and evenings, when be-
meath the starlight the romance of love
made itself cOmprehended for the first
time by Guy Harrington.
Hitherto he had admired many wo-
men, but cared for none. And even
now he was surprised at himself, and
a little incrednlOus as we'll.
AT length the voyage ended, and the
travellers parted, each to go their own
ways-Miss Weston to join an invalid
uncle, who was awaiting her at an add
jacent watering place, and the two
friends, of course, together.
''AU reUOir, Miss Weston, not ddieu,n
Guy said, as he held her hand in a |
farewell clasp. 81 have promised to |
accompany my friend to that haven of
his desires-hOme but if l live SO
long as another month, shall hasten
to renew the friendship that has made |
this voyage a never to- be-fOrgotten |
pleasure"
81 shall be very glad to see YOU"
Daisy's soft voice answered but
through the expression of her uplifted |
lustrous eyes told him more eloquently |
than the longest sentence how very |
welcome he would be.
Four weeks slipped by, and one day
Guy left his friend HarOld-who had /
long since accepted his fate like man
and resigned the field to his favored |
wendell his way to the
place where he expected to find Miss
Weston. But to his intense disap-