Los Angeles herald., 1891-09-12

pered and loving, always making some
plan for her comfort and amusement.
And to think how angry she had been
only few hours ago about that
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 busiuess. 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 catalnaran was never
known to capsize; that Mr.. Sumner did
not understand his new craft very we'll.
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, glll safe. AS the various
guests appeared for breakfast, they ono
and all reiterated this opinion, and were
very kind in their efforts to cheer her.
Through the field glass they could see
that there was no catamaran 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,
SO there was nothing to do but sit patient
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
raTy 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 harbor there they
would get the Pigs captain to bring
them over Every one became excited
then, and the Pigs slow 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 and by something
like woman's feather crowned hat was
discovered in the pilot house, the only
spot sheltered from the wind. Yes,
there were two of them, and now there
is 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 a hasty exodus from the piaz-
zas of the eager guests.
But Milly would not risk a scene in
public. She ran away to her own room,
where, in a few minutes, Robert came
to her, and was cried over and petted as
though he had been absent d year instead
of night
"Why, my DEAR" said he, ''any one
would suppose was along lost treasure,
instead of a mere commonplace hus-
band"
"Oh, it's all very well for you to joke
about it. I suppose while l was almost
crazy with anxiety you were having
good time flirting with the widow"
'Then you never were more mistaken
in your life, Milly. The widow wouldn't
speak to me at all. You see, she gave
me a note at breakfast time yesterday to
deliver to Sumner, and forgot all about
it, and so cheated her out of an after
noon's walk, and almost made quarrel
between them. But it's all right now.
made an apology, and Sumner made
proposal, believe, for they announced
this morning that they're engaged"
''You don't mean it, Rob? What
joker And to this day Mr.. Golfer
doesn't know why Milly should have
fallen upon him, with a second shower
Of kisses, on heariug of Mrs. Lessons en-
gagement. For that sly little woman
said to herself: $50 that note wasn't for
Rob at all, and came near making q
fool of myself for nothing But he never
shall know it."
And then she went down to lunch,
and, womanlike, proceeded to snub
Dugall for being the recipient of her
gracious encouragement the evening be-
fore. But she made pretty little speech
of congratulation to the widow, and
thanked her stars that she had put the
note back into Rob's pocket and held her
tongue until he had had his say.-Eleanor
Corbet in Pittsburg Bulletin.
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