Woodville Republican., 1889-11-02

quentiy being much ashamed, he
glanced up at Lorrie, hoping she had
not heard it. and he thought she had
y not done so
; crest and sunshine" muttered the
y old voice again, and Timothy had gone
1 away from the shriexing wind, the
, heavy basket, and the scramble for life;
r and down Church-lane the well-known
0 monotonous cry would never be heard
t; any moro
l - - EH
|, 1t was the close Of perfect day, so
not and calm the soft ripples on the
shore scarcely moved the pebbles, the
red and white sails on tho blue water
hung helpless and slack. All day Gill
bert Rowell had basked in the sunshine
OF Miss Maria Holdsworth's society, as
we'll as in the sunshine OF the summers
day Now thoy were out on the shining
water OF the bay in a white boat
Maria was considered a beauty; she
knew 1t, and thought Mr.. Rowell knew
it also.
His wide, old house was somewhere
in that green haze which betokened the
shore. Its clustered chimneys were
discernable even from the boat. Miss
Maria liked that house, and thought If
ever she became its mistress how
easily tho wild desolation of quaint
Hover gardeRs and scented orchards
could be swept away to make lawns
and respectable strawberries. This
thought WAS lingering in her head Just
then, making little frown ficker over
her eyebrows as she glanced at the
handsome sunbrowned face before her
and she wondered what was in his mind.
Gilbert was straining his eyes shore
ward, trying If tho truth was told, to
mako out the red tiled cottage clinging
half way up tho cliff, where eight souls |
land bodies) were slowed away every |
night in such an incredibly small |
amount OF space Lorrie Hindle had
brought out her six brothers and old
Jane for a holiday OF two months by
the sea, and had taken this little hut.
squeezing her charges in with much
contrivance anyhow Four always
rushed out very early in the morning,
waving bathing towels like banners,
down to the shore.
But Mr. Rowell could not see the cot
tage now, and with sigh he turned
his attention to the beautiful Maria
sgain. How swan-like she looked, he
thought, rs he helped her out OF the
boat little while after, and walked
with her along the smooth sand to the
narrow track leading up the cliff
There was fantastic hotel up yonder,
fortunately out OF sight of the village
1t had boon built few summers before
by an enterprising stranger Maria and
her mother had come to stay a short
time at this unbeautiful structure.
Gilbert's heart beat loudly as they !
wandered past the red-tiled cottage, ,,
not because the soft hand of Maria
rested on his arm, but on account of
childish voices coming through tiny !
windows up there under the caves and =
Lorrie's clear tones answering:
"Yes, dears, it is sure to be fine to-
morrow" I
Another one," shouted somebody, :
and Gilbert distinctly heard resound-
ing kiss in the warm air, followed by :
boy S noisy laughter.
As he said Good night half an q
hour later to the reluctant Maria. a hot
blush surged over his face. He could d
not tell the reason why she looked up
at him half questioningly with her Il
hand in his, but Gilbert appeared to be D
occupied with his own thoughts, and 9
went off down the path again, instead b
Of up towards his own home, when he U
left her. a
lie soon reached the cottage again. u
Lorrie was outside now, leaning on the n
rugged garden wall gazing over the l l,
glory-iiooded sea; her wide hat was on J., u
The ground, and her short curls all !.
careless upon her forehead. u
'Mr.' Rowell," she said with a start ii
and an uneasy laugh, for this was the W
.hird night he had arrived exactly at az
.he same time. He looked at her pI
'ather strangely, she thought AS ho W W
ook seat on the low wall, and swung L
me lazy leg backwards and forwards,
lie made picture OF Incidence, in his
'Oating flannels and straw hat tipped II
,ack.
What comparison was there between
Maria and this grip Why. one had Pl
lresses without number, and wonderful 81
'ewitching artifces, along with wealth te
md worldly knowledge; the other big IL
ray eyes, rich red lips, tumbled curly Sc
lair, three dresses, just enough OF this ca
worlds goods to get along with, and GO
TX unruly boys to mind, which nothing Ia
would make her leave; no, not the II
ling OF England. "
Gilbert swung his leg more rapidly IN
ow After long silence, Lorrie said, ci
emily: he
"a penny for your thoughts" and "
ooked into Gilberts eyes; then blushed ~
ercely at what she saw there, and IN
loved yard or two away from him. 81
In the corner of the little garden, on sa
summer seat, made out OF the end of th
n old boat, sat Hal, the eldest of the 10
tx boys. He was too old to retire with ga
is brothers. He was finishing terri
le daub in water-colors of the cottage, oV
ain-tub and wall The rain-tub in his ~
icture looked more like the cottage, nj
nd the cottage like the tub. But Hal iri
as satisfied; he went on some time ne
ute happily, not giving any of his MI
aluable attention to the pair on the Tn
all, and perfectly unnoticed by them err