San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-01-12

cuge him"
"And the girl, John; what about the
young LADY," asked Castor, excitedly.
THAT'S our daughter, a namiable but
'aughty young 'ooman No followers al
lowed" said John, significantly. Spec
tally the millintary."
But why, JOhn-whyi"
Cant say, sir; Pm sure. / only state
Jacks. Now, sir, l must go back. II Mr..
Landon was to see me I'd lose my place.
Thank you, sir, thank you, very sorry but
must lock the gate" which he did
And they were locked out ON the dusty
road forthwith.
As Castor pensively turned hOmeward he
saw something white, like handkerchief,
wave from top window. His spirits rose
with bound, and, singularly enough, he
never mentioned the circumstance to his
dear friend Pollux
Ali if he had but known that this was
only frisky freak of Miss Wizard, the
duenna, into whose head there suddenly
came a phantasy of distressed damsel in
turret, and OF two young knights at
tempting her rescue. The circumstance,
however, was enough to fan the spark-the
bolt from the blue-in Castor's bosom to a
flame, while, as for his friend, he walked
on rapt in contemplation of Johns allus-
| ion to Mr.. Landon's wealth and "wulgar-
ity."
Next day-and next day, and the next
| the two friends strolled down to Marine
Villa, and smoked many cigars on the lit
| tie pier. but TO no purpose. No one came
| ont of the green gate and no one went in;
nevertheless they enjoyed beautifully view
of the DRAWN groom windows
ITS not satisfying, you know" said Cas-
tor, "but it's better than nothing, seeing
| where she is"
II tell you what, my dear fellow" said
| Pollux, this can't go on nOhow. / must
have money, for the duns are all down on
me in shoals, and my rejected progenitor
| is in the same fix as myself, since all his
| tenants down at Castle Pollux refuse to
| pay him the rint.'"
Hang your filthy lucre I only want
her eyes"
1T strikes me, my child, that you are
very far gone. But sitting here smoking
won't do us much good in the way of either
optics or rupees. The question is, how to
get in?"
II am sure she is kind hearted" said
Castor See how she Rugged that poodle
lucky dogn
Come! That's good" cried Pollux.
''Happy thought; let us test it!'
"How?"
This way, sonny: You tumble into the
water; here, off this pier; and will plunge
in and rescue you. Man overheard! Great
sensation, you know! Gallant conduct!
Carried into the drawing-room by John!
Smelling bottles, brandy; put to bed! Bless
you, my children, 600, 900 down, and 92O,
600 more at my death! Old man now, and
can't live long! Upon my word it's glori-
ous," cried Pollux, enthusiastically.
Except for one thing returned his
friend, sarcastically; that you might
drown here and be blessed, for anyone that
would see you from the house."
"Now, my dear child, you are the veriest
tyro | ever met. As If have not seen the
charmer peeping at us through the lace
curtains at the center window this half
hour past Looking at me, remember, not
yOu, my boy
"By JoveH' starting up; you don't say
sol Where?"
There! You've gone and done it now!
She's scuttled off like a mouse. That
comes Of wearing an eye-glass-yOu can't
see."
81 can see that you have arranged this
plot very nicely for yourself, my dear Pol
lux. am to fall in, and to be the duffer
that gets drowned, while you are to be the
hero, the brave preserver, and so forth
no, thank your
But think of the pity corpse eXcites,
and the brandy-and-water, and that blue
eyed charmer putting hot stockings-her
own perhaps-full of salt, to your poor
feet"
GAY, my good Polluy, and of your whis-
pering into her ears all the time. No, the
sOrra bit of me will be the corpse. You
may, if you like
"Well, as you say yourself, it is better
than nothing. I'll be the demd moist, I'M
pleasant body, but it's no use to-day.
There's flutter in the dovecote, and we
may just as well go home to lunch''-which
they did.
The next day was Sunday, and there was
only early church parade. The two young
officers strolled down to the cottage by the
sea, and having taken up their positions at
the end of the pier began to smoke as us
ual. The bells were ringing for church,
and the morning was a fine one in the
merry month of May. Presently they saw
a solemn procession from the green gate,
headed by Mr.. Landon, who in figure and
features was remarkably like Mr. Hablot
Brownies pictures of Mr.. DOmbey, in the
novel of that name Mr.. Landon, Miss
Wizard, two maid servants, a coachman, a
page, and John, the footman, with two
outdoor servants, formed the cortege.
They all carried large prayer books, and
were in their go-to-meeting raiment. Miss
Lilly was not there-nor the poodle. Miss
Landon had developed quite a fondness
for the sea of late, and was never tired of
watching its varying mOods-so like those
of a woman-from her window.
81 say" said Pollux, when the procession
had gone past some time; "there she is be-
hind the drawing-roOm curtain. Fortune
favors us, the house is empty; now is the
time for our little comedy" So saying he
walked to the very edge and looked into
the sea. But look here, chappiel 1t will
never do for you to save me, for you would
not have the nous to carry the farce
through. Come, no hesitation, in you go'
and suiting the action to the word he sent
Mr.. Castor with a sOuse into the water
Miss Landon saw it all from the window,
and so did the poodle. The latter barked
disapprobation of the whole proceeding;
but his mistress trembled with fear and
excitement
Good graciousr' she said to herself,
"are those two handsome young officers
quarreling about me, and will there be
murder' o, my!-no! See, one of them
throws off his coat, and dashes his hat on
the ground! He plunges into the boiling
waves to save his drowning friend! The
waters close over them! Brave man! o,