The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1889-11-01

dcred down thc bcach - point whcrc the
hulls Of two ssanch vesssls. with crushed
told the STORY Of storm and shipwrck.
Seating myself ON n protecting beam. I
gave myself up to p~seesant rcco.iecs,ons
turcd my fairy boas sailinQ focsvcr over
friendly seas and under clo,diess skies.
cSorcd in heaven. / had NO fear tor the
future u one dear hand was to guide sne,
one thrilling voice ! had come tn know 40
How good and mobile ne In. I thought
with u swelling heart; how altogether sh-
p snrsnv :" a., e., "i Insr mem ""d ! n r.su. sS"~ Vt n %nx
oman ] had never been I'm love before.
I had seen a. great deal OF society. and re-
ceivsd several offers, hut none were clig..
iblc. and when 'nan,ma said "No." had
without "a pang seen father turn them
Tier. was a stop behind me, and my
heart told mc who IL was.
"How did You lind me?' I asked. as Mr..
Brent pushed aside my dress and sat
down ON the same beam.
"Don't you suppose ! have followed
th"s: little ~footprints until know the
slender ricks: lac smilingly answered.
pointing to- the impression i'm the damp
sand Of my hiGl,hcelsd waiking-boots.
'l-nt this scene grand? One never tires
of looking AT the ocean. Tor IL il never
twice alike"
He was silent n moment. and seemed
handful Of the white sand and watching il
sift slowly through his fingers. Al length
recovering himself. he said:
"SinE something, please; you know l
and o.,, Of season. The sea will he bass
began the old. old ballad. ''Thr.e
fishers went sailing away to the west:"
As my voice, Rose, loud and full. swelling
over the water with melody and dying
away, 10 the sounding Of the
waves, l looked at my c~oInpanion. His
face WAS turned CAVIAR ana oySr IL WAS
tender light l had never seen there he
fore. Though my heart ceased heating,
my voice Was too well trained tn falter,
and the music walled on:
For men must work and women must weep.
The sad chord did not touch him JOY.
and faith, and hope held posscssion Of his
soul. How his thoughts irrndiated his
Of tne o%. ma" IN 1'n sh. world for rI m ,ns b ,asf /
did not know ID could look 80 handsome.
When the last echo Of the song WINS lost
ing my hand. said. i'm the courtly manner
that never forsook him:
Tha you. I did not know there was
so much music In that song. j have hear
il often before. hat never like that. Your
rendering of IL adds % hundred fold to it's
S ,%s,.. ON g .ub 1sa h i had ~ nns i i%.s sni:.a 20
mention When I followed you hcr,."
His bronxcd face took ON n raiddier. hue,
and the firm fingers closed over my hand
in n nervous. clasp, while, unnoticed by
him ] lowered my sunshade ctwee my
face and his.
az know 1 ought 10 have waited until
you were at home, and ! meant to. hut
something impcls pe To throw myself On
your mercy, and End out my fate before
You leave. I love your sister Mile. with
all my heart, as ! never loved anyone he
fore, and l ask your permission +" tell her
So. ! do not think she regards me wholly
with Indifference. will take
and cherish her as n precious
flower. As my wife. time and wealth
shall not he spared, and ] am confident
that somewhere may la found u cure for
her infirmity. Will you intcrcedc i'm my
is.half, IL she hesitates to commit herself
to my care? Plead for ne with the AS
s,Irance that il il love. not pity, l feel.
Knowing your great influence ovcr her, ]
want tn beg you, for the sake of our
pleasant friendship. To Use il i'm my favor
A cloud was gathering ON the deep. the
waves looked dark and angry. and fancy
saw my love-boat reel from side to side
and then go down, swallowed up in mid
| ocean.
Al the call of the company we Joined
them, and ! went home. as | shall go
through life In daily sight OF their happi-
| ness, with never n line ON my face to tell
of my loss.-BeHe BGrndrd in Ne,r York
Wsskfy.