The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-09-01

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wretched motel To be sure, he hadn't
known it, but she felt just as remorse-
full as if she had put her feelings into
words and had scolded him well. What
if he had, for lack of other amusements,
drifted into an idle Irritation? No doubt
that Janet Lesson had almost forced it
on him, just as she had invited herself
on board the catamaran. Anyway. it
didn't matter now-nothing mattered
but to have Bob back.
By and by the darkness was all gone,
and various noises told Of the beginning
of another days business. AS soon as
she thought the Office would be open,
Mrs. Golfer was down stairs endeavoring
to get some comfort from the clerks as
surance that a catamaran was never
known to capsize; that Mr.. Sumner did
not understand his new craft very well,
and that they had probably been driven
along by the wind, and had been unable
to return to the island. In few hours
they'd be back, all safe. AS the various
guests appeared for breakfast, they 9
and all reiterated this opinion, and were
very kind ia their efforts to cheer her.
Through the field glass they could see
that there was no catam aran lying at the
dock on the nearest Connecticut shore,
but it might have been driven across the
five miles of water separating them from
Fishers island. The gale still continued,
so that it was not considered safe for
any one to leave the island in sailboat,
a. 1. a 1Dr1%
ly and watch from the piazzas for any
approaching boat. Mr.. Dugall had, with
the other guests, rendered his sympathy,
but had too much tact TO remind her OF
last evenings project which would,
however, occasionally intrude itself on
her memory, only to make her more self
reproachful and more loving toward the
absent Robert.
Slowly the hours crept away, until
nearly noon, when suddenly the tempo
rary holder of the glass announced that
the Putting Pig, small ferryboat run
ming between Fishers island and the
Connecticut shore, was about starting
out from the island, and if the runa-
ways had found a harbor there they
would get the Pigs captain to bring
them over. Every one became excited
then, and the Pigs slew progress was
breathlessly watched. 1t was very
rough, and several times she seemed on
the point Of turning back, but still she
struggled on, and by AID by something
like woman's feather crowned hat was
discovered in the pilot.house, the only
spot sheltered from tae wind. Yes,
there were two of them and now there
is a handkerchief waving and the Pig
is seen to make decided turn away
from its usual landing, and toward the
little island. No doubt about it now.
The Pig was almost at the dock, and
there was hasty exodYs from the piaz-
zas of the eager guests.
But Milly would noE risk a scene in
public. She ran away tb her own room,
where, in a few minutes, Robert came
to her, and was cried over and petted as
though he had been absept year instead
of night.
"Why, my DEAR" said he, "any one
would suppose was alqng lost treasure,
instead of mere commonplace hus-
band"
"Oh, it's all very well for you to joke
about it. 1 suppose while was almost
crazy with anxiety you were having a
good time, flirting with the widow"
''Then You never were more mistaken
in your life, Milly. The widow wouldn't !
speak to Il 1e at all. You see, she gave
me note lat breakfast t.me yesterday to
deliver to Sumner, and Iiforgot all about |
it, and so icheated her put of an after !
moons walk, and almost made quarrel |
between Il em. But it's all right now.
made an apology, and Sumner made
proposal, believe, for they announ,
this morning that they're engaged"
"You don't mean it, Rob? What a
jokel" And to this day Mr.. Golfer |
doesn't k how why Milly should have
fallen upon him, with a. second shower
of kisses, on hearing of Mrs. Lessons
gagement. For that SIP little woman
said to herself: $50 thatInote wasn't for
Rob at all, and l came near making |
fool of myself for nothing. But he never
shall know it."
And ten she went down to lunch, /
and, womanlike, proceeded to snub
Dugall for being the recipient of her
gracious encouragement che evening be-
fore. But she made pretty little speech
of congratulation to tie widow, and
thanked her stars that sh had put the
note back into Rob's peck let and held her
tongue until he had had his say.-Eleanor
Corbet in Pittsburo Rullsfin