The Red Cloud chief., 1889-11-08

Wrappings of walls and afghans.
But the bright eyes OF the young girl be.
side her were observing enough for them
both. and her fair, interesting face attract
ed the attention Of every one who passed
along that side Of the deck.
The invigorating salt wind rufled up her
soft, light hair, that curied coQuettishly
under the dark blue Tam O'ShaEter, and
brought a warm glow to her checks.
The deck was thronged with people TAX.
ing their morning constitutional, and the
constantly recurring figures afforded her
much entertainment.
She lay back in her chair watching them,
with no thought Of seeing . familiar face
among them, and was almost startled when
she caught sight of one she recognized.
A tall young fellow in q gray tourists
suit, sauntered along with his hands behind
him, looking abstractedly of toisea- He
was going by without noticing any one.
She leaned forward q little and called his
name. "Rob-Rob Eustisp 1t was spoken
80 softly that her companion failed to hear,
but Eustis heard, and came hurrying up to
shake hands, his face glowing with pleas
ure at the unexpected meeting.
SWELL, now, this is jollyr" he exclaimed.
81 didn't think there was q soul on board
that l knew. Who is q you have hidden
away so carefullyr'
"Oh, that is Mrs. Claflin. She is sound
asleep now. She is chaperonlng me home,
you know. Tue rest of the family were not
ready to come. l ave another year at
school yet, before they will let me stay
abroad longer than through vacation"
He looked around for a vacant chair, but
seeing none, proposed a promenade around
the deck.
81 hope James Clsflin's mother will have
a good Sleep" she remarked, IS he pilOtcd
her around to the other side of the ship.
"Why, what do you mean by that, Kitty
he asked, calling her by the old name he had
given her long ago.
'.My chaperoue, you know. She has done
nothing but talk Of her son James ever
since we left London. He is a model for all
Sns and would be quite a catch for even a
Crown Princess in her opinion. I am tired
to death of having James and his virtues
always on dress parade"
'She has been very good to me-"
Katherine went on, ''but James IS getting
to DE such q tiresome old story. Then, too,
She watches me like a hawk, and seems to
Overiures hat naturally grow out Of q
oSo su-
''Eureka!" he cried, with a miscellaneous,
boyish twinkle in his gray eyes. "Tve had
aa inspiration! Let's worry the old lady a
little the balance of this trip, and make her
believe I'm an old sweetheart Of yours.
Come on around to her and present me-"
IAN right" assented Katherine, with the
same readiness with which she had entered
into their childish games when she was
Six and he was ten.
The sickening sound Of the gong for
lunch had Just aroused Mrs. Claff1in to the
recollection hat she was pitching around
or the unstable deep, when Katherine came
up with Rob Eus,is.
She introduced him as an old friend, with
. shy, upward glance at him that aroused
dari, suspicious In Mrs. Clafain's busy
mind.
They stayed and chatted awhile, rear
ranged her rugs and cushions, ordered her
lunch, n then sauntered OF q little way
to lean over the railing and talk long and
earnestly.
'She's watching US" SAID Katherine,
after awhile. Il can feel her eyes on me.
There. she's getting her any plaSa ont