Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1893-08-17

! 4 guess HOC, answered. Che oIueI, lao'
ing.
There was a little silence.
I suppose said the convict with a
curious eagerness, that you have seen
bit of the world
Here and there answered the other
searching tor the return half Of his tick
ct.
Should you think, now, that a girl
would wait four years for chap who.
in the eyes of The world, was not worth
waiting for?
The fisherman, not being an absolute
fool, knew that there was only one an
swer to this. But he was a klndhearted
man, so he told lie. There was some
thing about the convict that made him
do it.
'Yes, l should think she would. Girls
are not always rational, guess
The change Of costume was now com
plete and the conyi ct would pass any
where for an innocent diciple of 1zaak
Walton.
Can you lend me fver,' he asked.
oh. yes
want any more ? he asked, with a
queer laugh.
Hll take another if you can spare It,.
A second note passed from hand to
hand.
Thanks said the convict. Now,
tell me your name and address. shall
want to send these things back to you
if l have any luck
And the effort to steady his voice
was quite apparent.
Caleb S. Harkness, u. S. frigate
Bruiser, now lying at Plymouth replied
the other, terssly.
'Ah, you are an Ameriosn?'
That is why | don t care bang TOR
your laws.
Mr.. IIarkness-or what p
I'm her captain, he replied earnest
ly.
They shook hands and parted.
1t was only as he ploddei along the
Tavistock road, limping in the regula-
ton shoes, that the American remem-
bered that lie had quite omitted 70 ask
the convict any questions. He haI
parted with his macintosh, and it was
pouring.
Yet he regretted nothing, and at
times a queer smile fitted oyer HIS
countenance. He was man holding
very decided views of his own upon
subjects, and no one suspected hlln Of
t,bccause he never sought to force them
upon others.
What he loved above all IN men was
that species of audacious and gentle.
manly coolness which is found in great.
er perfection in the ranks of the British
aristocracy than anywhere else in the
world,
Two days later he received his wad'
ers, macKinosh and brogucs, also new
fishing rod Of the very best quality made
in England and two f5 notes.
Caleb S. Hardness in due course rose
as high as he conveniently could in the
navy actiye and turned his attention to
the navy passive, which latter means a
nice little house in Washington and the
open arms of the best society in that
enlightened city.
Thus in six years time we find Caleb
s. Harkness moving, not in the bed of
an English trout stream, bnt in the lap
of Washington luxury.
1t was IL great night in the govern.
ment city, for England had sent one of
her brightest stars to meet the luml-
naries of the United States in peaceful
arbitration. The British plenlpotentlary
had rot yet been seen of the multitude,
but he was the eldest son of British
earl and had title of his own.
That was enough for Washington,
with some to spare for Boston and New
York.
Also he had rroyed himself equal to
two American statesmen and their re-
spective secretaries. He was therefore
held in the highest esteem by all the
political parties except that to which
the worsted statesmen belonged.
The presidents levee was better at
teuded than usual-that is to say, there
was not even room on the stairs, and
Americas firstborn, as per election, had
long ago lost all feeling in the dlgits Of
his right hand.
The British attache came toward
Uarkness.
'Harkncss,' he said, 4 want to intro
duce you to Lady Storrel.
The American followed. with a smile
on his lean face.