The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-06-04

| about our ears for all the brewer cared or
! troubled But since this here young chap
ha' come from abroad, an his father ha'
! taken him into partnership, things ha'
altered. Nigh on every day he's a-ridin'
| up to know if we want anything done.
Is the beer all right2 Are there any re-
pairs needed An all that. shouldn't
! care how many times he came, Shelah, If
it warn't for Jen. Pm Altered that his
fine horse an his velvet coat an his leg
gins AM watch chain may dazzle her, lad.
! It's precious little company we see at the
! Ship an it may make her dissatisfied
with the life she's leadin'."
"Jen is all right" said Shelah, firmly.
$50 she is, my lad but she'd be lot
better married. An so, between man an
man, my lad, wants to know when you
are goin' to marry herr"
"I'd marry her tomorrow" said She
| lah, wistfully, "if she'd he me, master. :"
Reeks looked at him steadily for mo-
ment.
"Shelah Baxter" he said, solemnly,
''you put me in mind of that song the
| Scotch packman was singin' in the ship
| the tother night. You sit on Stule an
| look like a fule, with your hold jaws
newly shaven. You amt got the pluck
of mouse"
Shelah looked dreamily at the purple
| feathered arrows and silvery spear-tipped
shaft of cloud over the sea, but gave no
contradiction.
"Wi' wimen, I mean" pursued Beeks.
"There amt man in the whole village,
Shelah, that could put you on your back
| But VIII wOmennN He snOrted. "Why,
man alive, the holder you are with a
woman the better she likes We. See how
they run after soger's coat Now l ha'
| got bit and you ha' got boat Of your
| own, andWhat's to prevent you two set
| tim down together? Pluck up, Shelah
says ], ha' no more shilly-shallyin."
'1'll think on it" said Shelah, slowly.
'Do," said Beeks, refilling his pipe
'But to act upon it would be better"
Shelah's suspended oars fell splash upon
the sea, and for moment the boat seemed
to raise up and fly bodily over the top Of a
wave, so hard did he pull.
| master" he said, deliberately, "can
YOU read writin'2'
.No," said Beeks, II can't Why2"
"Because, if you could, | wanted you to
read this" He held out sheet of pink
note paper 1t was soiled with fish scales
and tobacco dust, but even now retained
| a sweet and subtle perfume.
| Beeks took it gingerly, held it in three
! different ways and narrowly scanned it.
Gan / can make out, lad" he said, 'is
| these here"
"What are they?" cried Shelah, eagerly.
"Kiseesl" said Beeks, solemnly-''ten
on 'em."
"Kissesl" repeated Shelah, vacantly.
| In sudden fury he snatched the paper,
and, doubling it in ball, threw it far
| over the waves. Opposite the lookout
| Shelah rowed ashore.
"Now," said Reeks, as he jumped out,
'I'll stow away, lad. Go you up to the
| Ship It's about time you and Jen came
to an onderstandin'. Pluck up, Shelah,
and remember there's allus ways am
means of winnin woman" He winked
and nodded.
Shelah drew his feet out Of the wet
sand and with a sad smile moved up the
| beach. AS he strobe between the lifebOat
| and the yawl his face settled into gloom.
! There was big sandhill on his left; he
| turned aside and mounted 1t. "Ten
kisses, =" he groaned, and looked vacantly
| around him.
| He slowly descended the mound and
walked toward the inn. The Ships
sign could be seen long before the inn.
| Within few PAGES of the sign Shelah
| halted. He could hear a horses hoofs
paving the ground. He was soon RECALLED
with a little whistling, then the softly
hummed verse Of song. The words
came TO his ears with aggravating clear
ness:
| You've all heard of Larry OToOle,
| OF the beautiful town Of Drumgoole;
He had but one eye
! To oogle ye by;