Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1893-06-02

calm sea lay moaning like a dog on
his chain. Shelah heard it as he stood
in the lonely scntry-box of the life
boat lookout. In tho morning the
frost-bowed blades of the sea-grass
had changed the dunes into great
glistening bed of white choral.
AS usual, Shelah called at the "Ship"
for Tom Reeks. He had barely cn-
tered when hc heard horses hoofs
on the hard road, II horseman reigned
up at the inn and Shclah drew back
into the shadow. "Shelahln 1t was
Jennie who spoke. She stood white
and trembling OH the cellar tseps.
"Will-will you take him this?"
Strangely fascinated at being called
upon for such an act, Shelah took
from her the measure of ale, and,
like a man in dream, carried it TO
tho door. A loud "IIcml" caused
him 10 start and look up. Instead of
the young brewer, he was facing the
old ono. The elder Rivington looked
at the ale ms a doctor might look at
his own medicine. "No, my man.
he said, don't care for anything so
early ms this If you'll have the
goodness TO hold my horse while l
dismount. Thank'ee. Tclher him
thcre-will you? l want to see the
landlord. Is he IMP
Before Shelah could answer Reeks
gave evidence of his bodily presence
by appearing at the doorway. The
brewer walked in, followed by
Shelah. Rivington, senior, was a
pleasant. chatty old gentleman, ana
he soon disclosed the object of his
visit A ball was going to be held at
Herringbourne town hall, and he was
distributing invitations TO such of his
tenants as chose to attend. As lie
was passing-.quite by accident, he
assured them-he felt he ought not to
miss the landlord of the "Ship."
There were the tickets and he hoped
that Reeks and his daughter would
attend.
al forgot to MENTION" he said
blandly, as Reeks, after expressing
his thanks, took them up. 'That this
ball is to be held in honor of my sou
Cyrirs marriage. lie is to be married
this week to the daughter of a very
Old friend of mine-a man of Kent"
As lie finished, low, sobbing cry
startled all but Shelah. A tca-kctilc
had ratified 10 the floor, and Jenny
stood vacanuy staring into a little
lake of the split liquid at her feet.
''Why, what's the matter, lass?"
said Reeks, "yOu look as white as a
ghost.p
'Nothing, father" she answered.
family, ''nolhing only the heat of the
fire."
"That is what it was" said old
Rivington, "thc heat of the fire, no
doubt. have experienced the same
sensation myself. Well, good day,
Reek-. hope you will find it con-
ven.ent TO attend"
lie nodded pleasantly, untcthcred
his horse from the palings aud mounted
it. As he rode away he smiled softly
and patted his horses name. Shelah
Baxter came out of the "Ship" and
walked aimlessly down to his
boat. TIC surf was boiling
on the Scroby and great
rollers with foaming crcsts were rae
ing in and tumbling upon the suulit
beach. lie stood awhile absently
watching the little salt fountains
which their recoil left hubbling in the
sand, then mounted the hillock TO look
for Reeks.
On the top he started and his tan
cheeks grew pale. At the base of the
mound by dwarfcd clump of furze
sat girl, sobbing violently. 1t was
Jenny Rocks. lie descended the side
she was on and gently touched her
shoulder. "You'll catch cold, lass, y
he said sadly, ''if you sit here"
Through her tear-brimmed eyes she
looked into his face. Not a word of
reproach. Only in his eyes was the
love that had been so constant and
true. With a little catching of her
breath Jennie rose and drew back;
then, with convulsive cry, she flung
her arms wildly around his neck, and
there she sobbed until she could sob
no more. When they went back to
the "Ship" Reeks met them at the
door. Something in their attitude
made him softly whistle. A nearer
view of their faces made him chuckle.
1t seemed as if Shelah had taken his
advice and plucked up at last. -[Cham-
bers's journal.
A Stationary Country.
A traveller of the Nile lately camo