Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-04-03

loudly for an encore, and sat still. trying
again to distinguish her voice in the
score of Others. When this was done
the singers were evidently getting tired,
for they started Goodnight, Ladies, !"
and the people, acting upon the gentle
hint, began to move off in all directions,
looking, in the pale moonlight, like a
lot of gigantic water spiders. At least
that was what Toms guest and friend,
Will Townes, suggested; but Tom
sneered at the idea, and seemed to get
really angry over it. He lost sight of
the particular boat that the girl was in,
Sd he went directly TO his yacht Asquam,
bemoaning his hard fate that he had
been unable to find out which her yacht
was. so that he might find an opportunity
to meet her.
Tom went ON deck very early the next
morning, and he was no sooner there than
voice hailed him.
"Ahoy, Asquam"
1t was from the yacht Phyllis that had
come to anchor few lengths from him
the night before.
'Hullo" he answered.
The gentleman who stood on the other
boat put up his hands to his mouth, and
called, slowly: Don't you want to go
outside to-day and have little brush?
There's beautiful breeze"
Tom hesitated a moment, and looked
at the sky. He wanted very much to
find the girl that had taken his fancy
the night before, but as he looked around
at the fifty or sixty yachts he realized
the hopelessness of his task.
"All right" he replied; "I'll go.
When shall we start?"
shouted the other. ''By-the-way, you
don't appear to recognize me. My name
is Quincy"
why, oh yes! It's such time since
I saw you I had forgotten it for the mo-
ment," answered Tom, as he recognized
friend of his elder brother. GLOW are
you?'
'Fine!" called back the other. "This
is rather distant greeting, but we'll see
more of you, hope. By-the-way, Arm
strong" he added, as a second figure
came up from behind him, "let me in
troduce my niece, Miss Quincy, Mr..
Armstrong" And Tom was face to face
with the girl whom he had seen in the
boat on the previous evening. "Tne
yachts named after her."
Tom bowed low, for minuted he could
not reply, and then he made some COM
mon place remark, wondering if the girl
remembered him.
That all happened in July; and through
the summer wherever the Phyllis went,
there was the Asquam to be found also.
Whenever Miss Quincy needed an escort,
Tom Armstrong was on hand; and when
ever the young man INDUCED III any of
his day dreams, there was Miss Quincy to
be found. Her uncle, who was older
than Tom, was very glad to have pleas
ant company for the girl, and she did not
seem to object particularly. In fact, she
was not an impulsive girl, and gave no
signs when her dislike was not deep,
neither showed she any deep interest
when she wished to hide her feelings
Tom, as it might be imagined, grew
more and more devoted day by day. He
was very ephemeral in his tastes, but ne
was free to confess that he was more
deeply interested with Phyllis Quincy
than he had ever been before in any
other girl, He, of course, regarded her
through glasses of rose, but an outside
observer would have acknowledged her
to be a girl of much sweetness and
strength of character; and she was heauti-
full as we'll. Not above medium height,
with brown hair, and dark eyes of won
drous depth, it was no wonder that the
young man was SO deeply smitten. AS
for Tom Armstrong, he was one or those
fortunate individuals who are blessed
with a great talent in art and music, and
yet SO well off in worldly goods that he
did no more than gain a mediocre success
in the various lines-a mere dabbler, in
truth. But yachting seasons have an end,
and when the two yachts sailed into New
York Bay, and the parties went their
different ways, there was much regret on
both sides. They had lots of mutual
they met at outside entertainments
so frequently that it seemed strange
they had never met before in their
lives, though 1t must be confessed that
their meetings were not altogether
chance. Miss Phyllis lived with her
uncle, and Tom was soon at home there.
Months passed by, but brought no def
mite results, for Tom, who could not be
termed faint-hearted, was not sure Of
winning his suit, however sure he was of
himself, and he dared not risk his hopes
by premature confession. They were
seen together in society a great deal, and