The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1889-01-12

f'SI U" icitn IueTc 30 long.
IL made the Captain uneasy. He was a
stubby sea-dog with weather-wse wrinkles
at the corners of his eyes, and was out
thece for his mornings parade. 1t was his
custom to pace back and forth across this
narrow plateau OF ships floor much after
tao fashion of hyena in a cage.
And the histories he gathered there, the
rcmaaces he was third party to, the varied
human character he studied kept alive the
spark of deality in his practical brain.
Little scraps of Dialogue were keys that
opened many doors to him-the Blue Beard
cl"sot, the maiden's boudoir, the slattern's
ldtcheu, the counting room, the hospital,
tine legislative hall.
He could do all his duty and hear besides.
II puzzled him to know what this young
lady had discovered that kept her so long in
one position.
He was relieved when stalwart, white
flannel suited young man hove in sight, evil
IDENTIFY in search Of her.
"Ah, good morning, Miss Clarice"
She sprang into an erect attitude like the
letting 20 of bent whaebone.
"GGOd morning." she replied, blushing.
"Yoa are an early riser. What are you
doingf"
She laughed. Her face was fine ma.
hogaRy brown from the red of the young
blood under an all-summer's coat of tan.
Pm looking to sec how much water she
draws"
Then pray do look as Christian should
aud not hang over betwXt sky and sea in
that suicidal fashion"
"But I'm short-sighted, you know, and be
sides I'm making near study Of color in
the water"
He laughed. as if he were accustomed to
find her amusing
suppose we have the Captain lower you
to the lake, whore you won't have to peer
50 distrcssingly. Eh, Captain"
The Captain paid no attention. She
smiled good naturedly.
"He's as dignitied as an iron lion. I've
kept swarm of words about his ears ever
STAGE we started but he never seems to
hear. think he's deaf"
almost any man would be glad to be
that has so many women asking him ques-
G0as."
She again leaned over the rail. The water
plashed softly against the bow. as the pro-
pc!ler was urged on by her industrious en-
gine
"See. she has bone in her teeth" said
Clarice: then abruptly changing the sub
ject. ''How blue is this lake to youi'
How blues Well, as-yOur dress. Now
give me yours"
las indigo"
A'Ihat Is waSherWoman'S simile."
Look at the paths on the water. AS far
as you oan see are the silver roads crossing
aud re-crossing. What makes themW
"We'll ask the Captain. Captain" as that
officer careened by on his starboard tack
At ~ 10 tho variable xxyiTd hof
stripes the water with those broad bands,
isn't itp
A crusty gutteral emerged from behind
the Captains cigar.
What is it sign off,"
Another laryngeal uncertainty for reply.
''DO you have much fog this time of year,
Captain"
He was close alongside and had to answer:
eyes, good deal this year. That's fog"
pointing over his shoulder at smoky cloud
that was advancing upon them, like ghost
risen from the water.
A cabin boy came to him for an order and
he withdrew for moment
Instantly tone and manner changed in the
young people. All their banter had been
mere pretence-a trick of the tongue in both
to divert suspicion. Tcll-tale whisper and
stolen glance would have been CONNER
cial tags labelling them lovers, while badi-
mage meant mere acquaintance.
"Clarice, l waited out here until mid
night"
but Paul, could not come"
"Did not knowf
Aunt Emily suspected me, and Cousin
Rosamond was as wide awake as an owl,
Neither would go to bed"
~ wanted to talk this over. l have a
plan. can't and won't bear this strain on
my heart any longer. l am used up-des-
perate."
The Captain had resumed his pacing again,
but they did not notice him.
"And too, Paul, am perfectly unhappy.
hate being watched and dictated to, and oh
hate deceit. am getting to BIO like q