Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1892-11-24


s'Ninette. You don't mean to say you
have fallen in love with "a yoice-just
that and nothing more?"
Yes, dor said Ninette, half crying,
"and wish, George Smith. you would
go away and not bother me any morer
And she turned resolutely from him.
George turned toward her. He had
great courage and perseverance, and
said between his set lips: II viii not 20
away. | will stay here and watch over
you. If the man is all ri hit, well and
good; if not, | will not let you come to
harm" And he hurried away to pile of
rocks and seated himself to think the
matter over.
Nearly week passed. George re-
manned at the Golden and occasionally
joined Ninette on the beach. One would
\ have thought lie had forgotten he ever
loved Ninette. lie was simply kind and
helpful, and Ninette began to enjoy his
society now that he was apparently no
I longer her lover.
1t was nearly time for their departure.
Ninette and George were looking over
some shells together. George heard
Ninette catch her breath in a short gasp.
He looked down at her quickly. Her
face was flushing and paling by turns.
4 Following the direction Of her glance.
he saw man standing on rock at
little distance from them. His tall, fine
Y form was clearly outlined as he stood
there, looking away over the ocean,
s.Ninette-tell me-is that the man.
Ninette blushed. George needed no
other answer.
s.Looks well as he stands therel
wish he would turn around 50 | could
see his face
around he swung himself down the
rocks and was hidden from view.
George arose and looked over the
ledge Ninette sat still, but watched
George anxionsly.
He is coming out this way. and
think lie viii come out by this opening.
There is no other place for him to pass
out this side"
George dropped back into the niche
where he had been sitting, and Ninette
awaited the appearance of her Apollo.
A little movement near her caused
Ninette to turn her head. She saw Mr..
Lewis, gentleman who owned fine
cottage near the hotel.
Excuse me, but | am looking for
Marcus Marshall saw him disappear
here somewhere. Have you seen hi1ns''
II don't know the gentleman said
George; .-do you, Ninctte.''
I -
here for half an hour"
At this moment the hero emerged
from an opening IN the rocks.
Ninette and George heard Mr.. Lewis
exclaim:
There he i now.'' and turned back
again.
Was this her herot Her Apollos
Georges face was blar'S with amaze
ment. Ninette felt like skrioking.
He was dark-yes, it must be admit
ted, very dark. He was mulatto.
He was Marcus Marshall, the fine
looking conductor of the famous Mar
shall minstrels, staying at the Golden.
Ninette arose hastily, and George like
wise. As they hurried away they heart
Mr.. Lewis saying:
by the way. Marshall. | want to en-
gage your services for my swell dinner
next Thursday"
The rest was lost i'll the rapidly in
creasing distance between them. Nj
nette hurried into her room with Miss
Sadie. and George wisely concluded to
keep out of her way that day
Next morning he went down OH the
beach. Ninette had to go with Miss
Sadie.
George marched straight up to Nmette
and took her hand and looked into her
tear swollen eyes.
"Now, my dear Ninette, let the past
be forgotten. Your Apollo Is in bronze
and no good to you. You are safe enough
now. am going home today, and when
you come back home next week | am
going to ask you the same question
asked you the first day came here,
and George turned and hastened away.
Ninette had learned lesson by the
sad sea waves, and when she went home
it was with trustful respect al / affec-
ton for the young farmer
She married him on the next time hon
ored Thanksgiving day.-Chicago Even I
ing News.