The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-01-15

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| enchantment, the fog is their garment
| of invisibility. Imean to get out my
| things and photograph them"
Splendid idea, " cried Lena, they're
not exactly pleasant travelling com,
panions; they keep no watch II
sound no fog-horn, but it would be
nice to have their photograph for a
memento."
The engine had been reversed, and
now the ship was Just creeping along,
amidst the phalanx CT bergs that kept
appearing and disappearing; and
Ariadne had TO be supported back to
her chair by her devoted lord, who
was only too ready to sit down and
| console her and leave the icebergs to
their own devices.
1--WE have lost several hours by this
contretempts," she complained, a the
last peak of ice was lost i'll the dis
tanCe.
1T seems to me-" he answered, with
tender disapproval, that we have
made so many hours, instead OF los
ing them. l have gained so much
more of your society"
"Well, you are ingenious; 1T never
occurred to me to look at the icebergs
as an unmixed blessing"
ga blessing in disguise" Shortly
| after, however, they experienced an
other blessing, when the screw broke,
and the calm weather allowed no
Roadway to be made. There was the
usual f~retting among the passengers,
and the constant watching for a pass
ing steamer; but otherwise, life or
board went on pretty much as before,
meals were served with regularity,
ring toss went forward with the same
persistency, cards we're in requsition,
people tlirted and danced and sang,
and read their novels, and tried to
appear as if nothing hadhappened, or
was likely to happen. And one morn
ing they signalled an inward bound
steamer, which took them in tow, and
a few days later their convoy took O.
pilot on board and home was close at
hand.
eve have had so many experiences
together" said Ariadne's lord, "that
/ feel as if | had always known YOU"
eff we could only have had O. ship
wreck" sighed Ariadne, "a perfectly
safe %shipwreck, you know, but lots of
romance"
"To be sure, if we could have been
cast away on a. desert island-how
anxiously l would have risked my
neck to find edible birds nests for
you"
"Im almost sorry it didn't hap
pen"
There was a dance in the saloon
that last evening, and Ariadne and
her lord had the star-lighted deck
pretty much to themselves. They
strolled lazily back and forth, or
watched the rival dance in the steer
age, or they hung over the taffrail
and sang snatches of sea songs and
spoke softly of the reflections of the
stars in the water.
Diamonds are not so beautiful"
she said
"Do you like diamonds?" he asked.
Like them! Idoteo on them. They
include the hues and splendor of all
other gems"
"Let me show you some, them"
and from one of those countless peck
cts with which the masculine being
seems always to be provided, he
brought forth a handful of jewels,
which lay in his palm as if a whole
galaxy of stars had fallen there.
"Oh," cried Ariadne, "what splen-
DOR"
"They are heirlooms," he explained;
"they have been in the family for gen.
erations."
taThey have been taken from their
old-fashioned settings years ago. /
have a fancy for having them reset in
America"
III nev saw anything SO superb.
It's as if the skies had fallen. wish
Margaret ard Elinor could see them.
They rave SO over diamonds"
would you like to show chem to
your friends?"
"Wouldn't II" with emphasis.
'Do me g favor" hesaid, shutting
atthem into tiny box. keep theni
for me till one day / will call on you in
Boston and claim them-and perhaps
something mor precious yet, besides"
"How dare you trust me with such
treasures"
9" have trusted more precious things
to you than Jewels" he murmured-
and then Lena joined them.
The next day was full of the hustle
of arrival, packing and getting ready
to leave. Dowdy looking women sud-
denly sailed upon deck in the latest
Paris styles, looking like strangers and
foreigners; fussy women were watch.
ing the trunks that were being hoisted
from the hold, for fear that their bag
gagehad been left behind in Liverpool;
the custom house officers interviewed
the passengers in the saloon, and
everybody was excited with tae long
delayed prospect of dry land and
home. Ariadne only caught a glimpse
OF her lord, that morning, in the dis
tance. between the ~axactinns Of the