Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-01-10

might feel sighted, with her golden
hair and white dress, is a water lily"
1t was our last day at Beachpoint. The
season was nearly over and mamma was
already at home with the boys and had
written to me to come and bring Mile.
Mamma informed me that she had de-
scribed her case to celebrated physi-
clan, and he thought she could be cured
beyond doubt.
In the morning we went with merry
bathing party over the bay to the surf.
Mile waved her hand to us from her
seat on the porch, where Hartly, with
brotherly kindness, had brought her and
crowned her with moist pond lilies,
which he must have walked long dis
lance to gather.
After taking my bath l donned my
walking-dress again, and getting tired
of watching the others, In their pictur-
esque costumes, sporting In the break
ers, wandered down the beach to
point where the bulls Of two staunch
vessels, with crushed timl,ers half sunk
in the sand, eloquently told the story of
storm and sbipwreck.
Seating myself on projecting beam
gave myself up to pleasant recollec-
tons of the eventful weeks just passed.
pictured my fairy boat sailing forever
over friendly seas and under cloudless
skies, until, life being done, 1t was safe
ly anchored in Heaven. / had no fear
for the future II ono dear hand was to
guide me, one thrilling voice had come
to know so well was to cheer me.
How good and noble he is! / thought
with a swelling hear; how altogether SUI
perior to all other men | had known;
how worthy the love and respect Of any
womanl | had never been in love be-
fore. had seen great deal of society
and received several offers, but none
we're eligible, and when mamma said
mo" had without pang seen father
turn them away.
There was step behind me and my
heart told me who it was.
''How did you find me?" / asked, as
Mr.. Brent pushed aside my dress and sat
down on the same beam.
Don't you suppose l have followed
those little footprints until know the
slender tracks?" he smilingly answered,
pointing to the impression in the damp
sand of my high-heeled walking-boots.
Isn't this scene grand? One never
tires OF looking at the ocean, for 1t is
never twice alike"
He was silent moment, and seemed
more thoughtful than usual, gathering a
handful of the white sand and watching
it drift slowly through his fingers. At
length, recovering himself, he said:
"Sing something, please; you know I
always like to hear you sing, in season
and out of season The sea will be bass
and accompaniment"
/ began the old. old ballad: "Three
fishers went sailing away to the west"
| AS my voice rose loud and full, swell
| Ing over the water with the melody and
dying away to the sounding monotone of
the waves, looked at my companion.
His face was turned SEWARD, and over it
was a softened expression, and in his
eyes tender light | had never seen
there before. Though my heart ceased
beating, my voice was too well trained to
falter, and the music walled on;
For men must work and women must weep,
| Though the harbor bar be moaning.
The sad chord did not touch him. 10y
and faith and hope held possession OF
his soul. How his thoughts irradiated
his somewhat stern features! 1t was the
face of the one man in the world for me-
but | did not know it could look sc
handsome.
When the last echo OF tho song was
lost in retreating billow he turned
and, taking my hand, In tho courtly
manner that never forsook him:
THANK you. | did not know there
was 80 much music in that song. l have
heard it often before, but never like
that Your rendering of it adds a hun
dred- fold to its meaning, and now | wan
TO speak to you on a subject had moi
intended to mention when | followed
you here"
His bronzed face took on ruddiel
hue, and the firm fingers closed over my
hand In nervous clasp, while, un
noticed by him, l lowered my sunshad,
between my face and his.
81 know | ought to have waited unit
you were at home, and | had meant to
but something impels me to throw my
self on your mercy and find out my fat,
before you leave. l love your siste
mllllt Win al my uturJ, as uSNe
loved any ono before, and l ask you
permission to tell her so. l do no
think she regards me wholly with in
difference. will take and cherish he
rs precious flower As my wife, tim
and wealth shall not be spared, and
am confident that somewhere may b.
found cure for her infirmity. vii
you intercede in my behalf II she hest
tates to commit herself to my care
Plead for me with the assurance that
is love, not pity, feel. Knowing you
great influence over her, want to be
you, for the sake of our pleasant friend
ship, TO use II in my favor"
A cloud was gathering on the deer
the waves looked dark and angry, an
fancy saw my love-boat reel from side t
side and then go down, swallowed up i
mid-ocean.
At the call OF the company we joine
them, and | went home, as | shall g
through life in daily sight of their haI
piness, with never line on my face t
tell OF my loss.-Belle Barnard, in \
Y. Weekly.
A mental task that has been con
mended for breaking up the habit {
dreaming is that of compelling one
sslf TO sleep cross-legged.
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Brought Him to Time.
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