Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1888-07-11
WHAT THE OCEAN DID.

when singing birds, whispering trees,
and playing sunshine should have in
spired all hearts with gladsome mirth
and poetic musings, and yet Louisa
Fair had a womanly 1T of the blues
regular and unadulterated blues She
felt restlessly unhappy, thoroughly de-
sPondent and hopelessly miserable, and
yet the most critical research could
not detect the least shadow OF a reason
for all this misery. But that the cause
was invisible made the fact none the
less miserable fact; and so she went
on, most -unreasonably having the blues
the very worst way. She tried TO work
them off ly outdoor exercise, but this
failing, and having learned by eNpe-
rience that solitude and an interesting
book, If she could manage to get inter
ested, was the best panacea for these
moods, she retired to her own room.
Louise had come from san Fran
cisco down To her auut's country seat
ut Santa Cruz, TO spend few weeks
during the hot summer months Her
aunt, Mrs. WInslOw, always had at
this season OF the year, her house full
of friends and acquaintance who, by
the kind invitation of the host and
hostess of Shady Villa, had come to
spend a few weeks in pure country
enjoyment, in preference to going to
some fashionable springs where one
endures more annoyance than undis-
turbed comfort.
But what made Louise have the
bluesl No one could tell; in fact, she
could not have told herself. 1t was
one of those strange feelings which
come over one at times, and one cannot
tell how they come, or what is the
l. IL
life doesn't seem worth living; a sort
of inanimation pervades the whole sys-
tenn, foreboding thoughts crowd upon
one another, and it requires great
deal of Will force to become cheerful,
and TO throw of such depressing feel.
ings.
Louise looked beautiful as she sat by
her room window, dressed in a dress
of pure white, her head having a
majestic carriage, her face bearing n
very thoughtful expression, and her
abundant, rich black hair plainly
twisted. AS she sat by the window
her chin resting on her hand, and her
eyes looking with tixedness upon the
ocean in the distance, she was truly q
picture of beauty very seldom witnessed
by any one
shady Villa was situated on one OF
the numerous hills for which Santa
Cruz is famous, commanding from its
elevated site one of the finest views oi
the harbor and the broad Pacific. Mrs
winslow was going to give dinner in
the afternoon; "A few OF her city friends
were coming TO spend few days with
her.
Mrs. Winslow and her niece wert
waiting patiently for the arrival of thai
rhsar
The carriages had already been sent &c
the landing to convey the guests TO the
house. As the whirr of the wheel:
was heard on the gravelled drive, the
ladies stepped through the low window:
of the drawing room out upon tbs
broad piazza, TO receive their friends q:
they alighted from the carriages.
Mr.. Winslow approached his wife
with a stranger by his side.
"My dear, this Is the son OF my olC
friend, Henry Tracy. whom you already
know by name as young gentleman
bidding fair to be one of our brIghtes
lights at the bar"
As Mrs. Winslow was showing he
guest all the courtesy that was due tC
a friend OF her husband, and as he wa
expressing his great pleasure In thu
meeting the wife of his fathers deares
friend, Mr.. Tracy suddenly started a
a merry, ripping laugh was wafteC
toward him, and involuntarily he ex
claimed.
"What a musical voicer'
"My niece" reJoIned Mrs winslow
Mr.. winslow came forward will
Louise on his arm, and completed th'
formal introduction between his niec'
and his friend She had changes
greatly since the morning, one could
hardly believe that the thoughtful CIR
at the window was now the smiling
and laughing creature talking so spirit
edly with Mr.. Tracy, and whose musi
cal laugh inspired everybody.
Dinner over, they all retired to tn
drawing-room, to have a pleasant cha
and some music before withdrawing
for the night, and further to form
their plans for Willing away the tim
in the most enjoyable manner.
The next morning Mrs. Winsloy
came into her niece's room in q grea
hurry
Come, get your hat and shawl W
are all going down TO the seLshore
taking our lunch with US, and We AT
going TO have u pleasant time In Red
wood Grove. Where is Mr. Tracy
have been looking everywhere for him
He must be found to 60 with u.s."
II thought / saw him In the music
room as was coming up from break
fast" +" answered Louise.
''He is not there, because 1 jus
came through, suppose be has take
u stroll, TO enjoy his cigar In solitude
1 will tell John to look him up Will
we get ready"
Mr.. Tracy was waiting by the cal
rage as Mrs. Winslow and her nice
came up to the party. The carriage
were soon conveying gay, light
hearted crowd to the beach, which wa
some three miles of. Fast horses pu
distance in the background, and 500
they scattered up and down the beset
picking up shells, pebbles and seawee
OF innumerable varieties, strewe
abundantly along the shore. The da