The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-11-08

from tho companion Of IN hour ago to q
wonder and myAtoty they could not
understand. Tho sun began 10 set, and
a night wind ,hriahed along The ben,s
OF thu foIeshore. = Is A
I'VE shall be ewlully late for ten"
. fsaid Malsie. Lets 10 home" Pm :
"I.et'B use the rest OF tho cartridges
frat" said Dick; aud he helped Maisie
down the slope OF the Fort to tbs sea--a
descent Bhe was quite capable ol accom-.
plishinga at full speed. Equally gravely
Maislc took the grimy hand. Dick bent
forward clunsily Maisie Drew her hand
away, and Dick blushed. +
J "lt'a very pretty" he said.
"Pcoh J" said Maisie, with a little
laugh OF gratlfCd vanity. She stood
Cloae 10 Dick na he loaded tho revolver
for tho last time and fred across tho sea
with a vague notion ut tho back OF his
head that no was protecting Maisic from
all hecvils Id the world. Apuddlc far
across the mud caught the last rays OF
the sun and turned into wrathiul red
disk. The light held Dicks attention
Tor moment, and rs no raised his re-
volver there fell upon him a removed
sense OF tlse miraculous, In that ho was
standing by Maisie who had promised to
care for him for an indefinite longth OF
| time till such date DIS A gust OF
tho growing wind drove tho giri's long
black hair across his lace as she stood
| with hor hand on bis shoulder calling
Amomma "a little beast" and for a
moment he wan In tho dark,--a dark.
ness that stang. The bullet wen. sing-
Ing out 10 the empty sea.
"sp0llt my aim," said he, shaking his
head. There aren't any more cart
ridges; we shall have to run home.r
But they did not run. They walked
very slowly, arm IN arm. And It was !
matter OF indifference to them whether
the neglected Amomma with two pin
fire cartridges In his inside blew UP or
trotted beside them; for they had come
into golden heritage and were dispos.
ing OF 1t with all tho wisdom of I'll their
years. g,
Sand ! shall be" quoth Dick, val.
iantly. Then he checked himself: II
don't know what I shall be. I don't
seem to be able to pass any exams, but
| Gun make awful caricatures of the
masters. Ho! ho!p
"Be m artist, then," said NIaiaie.
You're always laughing ut my trying
to draw; and 1t will do you good"
IN never laugh at anything you do"
he answered. IN BIO an artist, and I'll
do things"
they?"
eve hundred and twenty pounds
a year Of my own. My guardians tell
me- Pm 10 have it when come Of age.
That will DO enough to begin with"
"Ah, I'm rich," said Nlaisie. "I'yc
got three hundred year all my own
when Pm twenty.ouc. That is why
Mrs. Jennett is kinder to me than she is
to you. | wish, though, that l had
somebody that belonged to me-iust a
father or a mother"
ever and ever"
II know | do. It's very nice" She
squeezed his arm. The kindly darkness
hid them both, and, emboldened
because he could only Just sec the pro.
file Of Maisie's cheek with tho long
lashes yelling the gray eyes, Dick a. the
front door delivered himself OF the
words he had been BICYCLING over for the
last two hours.
Aud love you, Maisie," no said,
in whisper that seemed to him 10 ring
across the world--the world that be
would tomorrow or the next day set
out and conquer.
There was q scene, not, ios tho sake
OF discipline, to be reported, when Mrs.
Jennett would have fallen upon him,
first for 6!fSraceful unpunctuality, ana ,
secondly Tor nearly killing himself with {
a forbidden weapon.
Il was playing with it, and it went of
by ITSELF" said Dick, when tho powders =
pocked cheek could no longer be hid.
den, "but il you think you're going to
lick me you're wrong. You are never
going to touch me aguin. Sit down ind
give me my tea. You can't cheat us out /
of that, anyhow"
Mrs. Jennatt gasped and became livid. 10
Naisie said nothing, but encouraged c
Dick with her eyes, aud be behaved
aboninably all that evening. Mrs. Jen- 5
nett prophesled aa immediate judgment
d Providence and q descent in,o Tophet I
ater, but Dick walked in Paradise and
would not hear. Only when he was go.
ing to bed Mrs. Jennett recovered and
asserted hereelt. He had hidden Maisie
,ood'niGhtwith down-dropped eyes and a
from distance.
III you aren't C. gentleman you might 9
Try to behave like one," said Mrs. Jcn-
nett, spiteiully. you've been quarrel
ing with Maisie again.
This meant that the regulation good.
night kiss had been omitted. Maisie, ,
white to the lpa, thrust her cheek for. 7
ward with fine air OF Indifference, and $
vas duly pecked by Dick, who trsmped
out Of the room red as fire. That night c
30 dreamed a wild dream. He had won !
Ill the world and brought it to Maisie in !:
cartridge box, but she turned it over /
with her foot, and, instead OF saying, /
Thank you," cried Il
Where is the grass collar you prom 5
sed ior Amomma? Oh, how nelish you !
are!' |,