The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1890-08-15
A NIGHT OF STORM

AHNIMfA JOfle, anu go uoWH
SS30SEA with us for a few
s1ASHX&G weeks" said Miss
IHAG Alike Walton,
$500 coaxingly. "You
~ know you can't do
any work worth mentioning during
the heated term, and"
She was going to say, "You will
only be consuming your hard-earned
money if you remain here but
after the briefest hesitation tactfully
added instead:
"You know we shall be only too
delighted to have your society"
"Thank you, Alike" said Marjorie,
with a grateful glance at her friend
from under her brown lashes. But
her pale, proud lips trembled almost
imperceptibly, and for awhile longer
he hesitated about accepting the
kindly invitation.
She was just a poor music-teacher,
and the prospect of staying in town
while nearly all her pupils were out
of it, during the sultry days OF mid
summer, and using up the small sum
she had. while earning nothing with
which to replace it, was not u pleas
ant one; while, on the other hand,
the alternative offered her of spend
ing her enforced vacation in a cool,
airy cottage by the seaside was, in
deed, very, very tempting to the
tired, hard-worked girl.
But she was sensitively proud, and
shrunk from the thought OF receiv-
ing the many benefits which some Of
her wealthy acquaintances-and
particularly Miss Alike Walton
were SO willing to bestow upon her.
"Come, what do you say, Marjor-
ie?" persisted Alike, after allowing a
few minutes for consideration. but
of course it will be yes since that
is the only sensible decision which
you could possibly make. Very well,
then"-giving Marjorie no chance to
contradict her-''we are going down
next week, and early in the following
week we shall expect you to join us
without fail"
And so, with a kiss and one of her
most coaxing smiles, the pretty, i'm
perious daughter of wealth and fash
ion won the coveted answer from
Marjorie's selfreluctant lips almost
before the latter was aware of it.
"The proud little bohemian!"
laughed Miss Alike softly under her
breath. as she ran lightly down to
the carriage waiting for her at the
curb. "She would almost rather
swelter here in town, and perhaps
half starve in the bargain, than to
accept anything that looks like pat
ronage.
"But, thank goodness! she cannot
doubt the reality of my friendship.
And she might have all those com
forts and luxuries of her very own if
she only would, for I'm certain that
Parke Griswold -Ah!"- pausing
abruptly, with mt dainty foot on
the carriage-step, as a new idea
seemed to strike her-"why didn't l
think of that before? Mr.. Griswold
will be a charming addition to our
small circle, but it will never do to
give pretty Miss Marjorie a hint of
that!"
1t was one of the most char mingly
picturesque spots imaginable on
she Atlantic coast.
A little back from the ocean stood
ihe spacious Walton college, it's long
windows everywhere opening upon
wide and airy verandas, and thence
to the broad stretch of velvety lawn.
with it's brilliant fower-beds and
fountains.
In vivid contrast between that
and the see lay the white, shingly
beach, while just below the smooth
shore changed to one of rough and
fuSSeu SIdliucuI, Sletu foChy poilCS
and cliffs jutting sharply out into
the moaning waters.
Just now the whole picturesque
scene was flooded with the soft, gold
en- afterglow of sunset, and the
beauty oft had drawn everybody
out upon the lawn or the beach be-
low.
A little apart from the others, the
soft, ripping waves curling almost
to their feet, stood Miss Walton and
Marjorie Trevor, the latter looking
distractingly lovely in one of the
white gowns that she usually
wore and abright-colored light wrap
drawn gracefully about her shout
ders.
They were chatting away in merry,
fashion, when Alike, turning
her head suddenly, caught sight of a
tall masculine figure striding toward
them from the lawn.
"Dear mel" she exclaimed, with a
petulant little air of vexation which
seemed charmingly natural. "Here
comes Mr.. Griswold. l shall have to
postpone my story until a more con-
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