San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-08-27

'You shall not divert me, sir. This being
so, is it not your duty as NAM
Thought you were not going to appeal to
my feelingsp
As a business man-your duty to
think Of your daughters future2 Suppose
she should be left alone, who would accept
the penniless child Of pauper parentp
"Strong language, Janep roared Mr..
Baxter who's a pauper, I'd like to
knowf'
HE evades the issueI" exclaimed the
dame, with hands and eyes uplifted. "Oh,
heavens, that I was ever wedp
So they went TO Ragusa Beach and secured
suite of rooms on the second floor of the
Colonnade, and might have had the entire
floor for all the gloomy Devine cared. THAT
makes nine," he confded to the calm gentle
man who presided over tho register and the
annunciator, land expect the seedy sport in
No. 6 will skip on Saturday. 1t takes thirty
to run the house,
betraying his usual lack Of interest in mum
dane affairs not directly affecting his desk.
Zine girl, though"
IL wish there was more Of her." returned
Mr.. Devine, with grim humor.
Mrs Baxter regarded her new quarters
with great dissatisfaction, although without
reasonable cause The Colonnade had been
''sumptuously furnished" and the carpets,
mirrors and furniture were so fine that
Arthur P. Devine groaned every time he en-
tered parlor. There was also View, as
Mr.. Baxter bade her observe; and when she
scornfully remarked that it was nothing but
sand and water he crushed her with the re-
mark that Cape May could furnish nothing
better. Crushed but not convinced, she
walled her sorrows, while the obstinate John
went out for walk and bath.
"Oh, WE'LL" said Winnie, indifferently, "it
really doesn't make much difference; as pa
says, the sky, air, sand and water are pretty
much the same everywhere"
"But the people, Winnie, where are the
peopleT cried her mother.
"They will come, l suppose. Pa says Mr..
Devine is looking for them all the time"
The dinner, Mrs. Baxter admitted, was
fair, but it was still in gloomy frame of
mind that she retired at an early hour, after
sitting for forty minutes in solitary grandeur
on the hotel piazza.
The third day was Sunday, and Mr.. Bax.
ter went off with a man fishing, to the great
scandal of his wife.
Winnie and will 60 to church," she an
nounced with decision.
'No church here" said Mr.. Baxter, with
cruel laugh. Better come in the boat with
Delmar and me. Jolly fellow, Delmar."
81 don't believe you," she said, severely.
With Winnie in tow, she poked around the
forty odd edifces without finding a sacred
one and then sank upon the sand near
%aI nd out Of ton
per.
WINNIE" said she, II could cry"
"Oh, no, mamma" objected Winnie, with
some emphasis; 'please don't. It's no sin
not to go to church if there isn't any. Be
sides, think it is delightful"
"What is?'
"The air, the water, the sky and the peo-
pie"
"There are none.n
"There is one. I saw him with pa"
''Saw whol Mr.. DevineT'
"Nonsense Delmar."
The elder looked at the younger severely
"Delmar,n she said, coldly.
Permit me-" returned the younger, def
antly. when l know him it will be time
enough to add mister Don't look SO
shocked, or will call him Ned, as pa did"
Il might have known it." sighed Mrs. Bax-
ter This place is demoralNing. No
people, no church, no respect. 1t is in the
air."
She might have said more, but Winnie
nudged her with the crook of her parasol.
Here they come now," she said, excitedly;
'pa and Delmar-Ned"
They were coming at a smart gait. A dis
reputable pair, wearing shameless straw hats
and smoking cigars.
Mrs. Baxter had just time to notice that
Delmar was blonde, but not extensively so,
tall, but not lank, with calm blue eyes. She
had no time to compose her features, nor did
she try
His name was Edward Delmar, and as soon
as he had fairly introduced him Baxter rat
tied off:
Marrow shave-I don't know thing
about a smack, and over she went while
had the tiller, and if it hadn't been for Ned
you'd have been wearing black"
Mrs. Baxter screamed and at the same
time tried to look shocked
Fishing on Sunday
"Never to be excused" observed Delmar,
in deep voice. Except on the ground of
charity" Then he told an entertaining tale
about poor family somewhere who lived on
fish, and for whom the Sunday catch was
destined, and told it so well that Mrs. BaI-
ter, experienced matron that she was, would
have been deceived had she not intercepted q
fragrant wink from her husband to her
daughter.
Henceforth, she said she was his enemy,
and the walk back to the hotel was a cold
one, although the day was warm Delmar,
unabashed, escorted Winnie, while the rec
reant John walked by his wife's side.
Six days afterwards, the deeply injured