The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1892-11-03

has grown since then--tO make up for
this" and 10 rubbed his shiny crown.
"oh," cried Aunt Pam, 1T cant beF
The man put his hand into his pocket
and pulled out tiny mitten, knitted Of
blue wool, and held it up by the bit Of
ribbon at the wrist.
"You amt seen me since you sent me
away with that" be said.
Jefferson Fosdicklr cried Aunt Pam.
"It's me. Capn Fosdiclr, they call mo
now" said the man. Master and owner
Of as fine schooner as ever sailed. Iran
away to sea because my heart was broke.
Celebrated to expire shortly. But you
see didn't"
Aunt Pam stared at him.
"You come back-now look at YOU
she said; though Of course We arc
both older"
"Its all outside with me-" said the
captain. "rd knowed you anywheres,
though" And he offered his great hand
and shook Miss PANS for long, long
while.
Anyhow" said the spinster, 'Tm
glad to see you and to hev you speak Of
that mitten, II only for me to make a
statement. Eve wrote 1t out, SOS you
could hev 1t sent to you Of died with
out meeting you-not that you'd care
now, but for my own satisfaction"
"Well. WE'LL" said the captain SOL
emily. "Well, want to know"
Excuse me a minute" said Miss Pam,
and went away and returned with the
tearwooe box in her hand. From It
she extracted the blue paper parcel and
the small manuscript.
ave told full particulars in this" she
said. "You can keep it to read II you
like, but can say It shorter"
II didn't mean to give you that nit
ten, captain. In them old days was
bashful and so was you"
"Yes, said the captain.
"Td expected for awhile for to hev
you ask lao what you did ask, and felt
IS though l couldn't say nothin, so /.
took romantical idea into my head and
pervided myself with this"-she held up
the blue parcel-"when comm hum
from the party you inquired into my
feelins. says, says /, MY answer Is
contained in this; don't look at it till
you get home and l gave you a little
parcel"
with this in IT," sighed the captain,
holding up the mitten.
Eyes, that was one Of my mistakes,n
said Miss Pam. I'D knit that for Cousin
Sarahs baby, and put it in my pocket
instead Of this" and from the folds Of
blue paper, she drew two large pink
sugar hearts tied with a ribbon bearing
the legend, Two hearts that beat as
one"
Being young and foolish, It seemed
q kind Of nice, romantical way TO an
swer," she said, turning away as the
captain stood, holding the pink hearts
on his big. brown palm. "And now IL
is of my mind. It seemed kinder due
to myself and to you-that you should
know-and that's the end of it,"
mo-" said the captain, that amt the
end, unless you insist ont. l hain't
never liked any one else, and like you
still. You've staid single. You never
meant to give me the mitten. Say, PAM
let's get married, after ALL" He walked
up to Miss Pam and put his arm about
her waist. On the instant, she burst
into tearB.
"Oh, do need somebody so much
just now" she said. eve got to a point
where I can't sec no way out l want
advice dreadful"
you're on the rocks" said the cap
tain. "Tell me all about EN- and III
get you of Of en-"
Then there was long, long talk, and
many deep chested rOars Of laughter,
and afterward Aunt Pam went up stairs
and brought Flossy down again and the
three had supper together.
When Norman DriscOll and his wife
returned to bingham, Miss Pam was at
the Driscoll mansion to receive them.
The greetings between the three were
warm and tender, but they were scarcely
over when some one inquired for Mr..
DriscOll, and a seafaring man walked in
and made salutation.
Il am Captain Fosdick, Of the schooner
Pamela" he said, land I've got a story
to tell that will interest you. just bear
in mind that miracles do happen now
and then, and that the sea is u great
place for them.
you lost little girl awhile ago, I've
heard. Folks thought her drownded."
"Great heavons!' cried Driscoll.
Don't hore TOO much" said the cap
tain, but | reckon you kin hope a lit
tie. It's quite some time now since
cruising abOut liule south OF this place
saw something curious holiiag on the
water. Getting my glass saw that it
was boat, and in the boat was q little
girl. When we took her aboard she
was all right. but she couldn't tell us
where she lived, only Just said sho
couldn't maze the boat 90 back Il
was an old wreck vt thing. Wonder
1t ever held together so long" said the
captain, feeling the joy Of a romancer
as new details occurred to him. Guess
1t was something some boys were play
ing with and she'd got into it. said her
name was FlOssy aud talked about
papa"
ut is my childr gasped the father,
turning deadly pale and seeming about
to faint.
Don't keel over cried the captain,
supporting him and drawing from his
bosom a pocket flask, which he put to
NOrman's mIs. "All's well that ends
well. Dunno as we'd ever have knowed
where to bring her. though, only for one
Of her little shoes. She'd lost the other.
One day. looking at it, saw bingham.
Mass, printed on the lining.
90 She belongs there. says 1; and as /
was fetched up there myself. why |