The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-03-25
NOT HIS SWEETHEART.
But Cupid won tho anmo 81
Last.

On o summer morning Young man
turned down Yarmouth row. II was
long, narrow row. and the sun that
| CLEANED ut the quay end made its shade
| even less enviablc.
lie was n fine. handsome young fell
low, somewhat shnbbily dressed, and
as he walked he carelcssly took stock
| Of his surroundings.
Near the bottom Of the row window
was open. and, by gcranium that
bloomcd In pot the first and only
| flower he had seen, a girl was leaning
| lightly on her elbow Her soft hazel
eyes were fixed on the opposite door
way.
Hero n woman with red face and
brnndishing broom In her hand was
barring the entrancn against d hercu-
lean man In aglistening oily frocls
/ II ax you agin. John Wade, shout
ed he Of tho oily, ~ you're a-goln to
sea2n
"An' tell you agln. Skipper 70.
piled logged voice from the Interior,
II amt a-goin' TO sea
sThen,r cried tho ginnt, wildly,
what an | 70 do2 Here's tho vessel
ready TO sail an you a.slSulisin'. Hut,
as sure as my name Is Bill Thompson,
I'll police We,
He looked 20 big and helpless IN his
muddle that the girl at the window,
who seemed used 10 such scenes,
smiled.
Looking up az her, and seeing for the
FIRST time that she was ia deep mourn.
ing. the young man smiled ulso. Then
thought appeared to strike him.
Am Of any nse2'' no said To tho
wearer Of the oily. q want d Job
zaiu psstptot fusa<au ~ lstnt u1uDt1nat
vi he Thought he was joking.
III you're ready an within, my
lad. he said, you're or use. But II
you ain't you ain't Dye want q
berth?'
II want everything" answered tho
young man, In low tone. Tim home
less and pennilcsa But I'm lands
man"
THAT amt BIT o. consequence.
What dye say7 win W goa lis for
eight weehA"
II don't care II It's for eight years
AHGEG ? AoNtAlilH W sup ttlb AiNEbs
Come on, then" cried the delighted
fisherman. But stop; who's goin' to
take your pay card? What's your name,
my lad?''
John smith. was the answer, and
his hesitation escaped tho shipper.
well. Smith. for fear b accidents.
some one had better tiilsc your money.
Who'll We leave IL withT'
The young man again looked up 1T
the window at the sweet, pure face
above him. The gaze nf the rough
sea giant beside him followed his
glance.
sOh. seer no exclaimed; you're
going to talsc II. miss We'll, you
know where to 20. Old Tom Price Is
the owner. an the name Of the vessel
the Sancy Lnsa.
Come ON Smith, no more hnnlxyin';
your sweetheart 'nll take your money. 4
and he seized the newly shipped by the
arm.
At the word "swectlicart. the checks
Of the girlnt the window grew ns rcd
as the geranium by hcr elbow. In q
startled manner she stretched over the
sill.
''No, no. she cried, In confusion, -
| do not know the gentleman. II ~.
But already Smith. with the hand 81
the Skipper on his arm. had been hur-
ried out Of earshot. and before SHE
could reach the door the two Ind van
ished down tho row.
Eight weeks later the young man,
bronzcd and hearty, stool on Yarmouth
| quay Ills sea rig had given place to q
decent suit Of clothes. and he seemed
| pondering which way 70 90.
At last he wandered away 70 the sea
shore Deep in thought, lie strollcd on
| BY the edge Of the white-crested break
ers till he came to the Danes Finding
q spot where palc-blue vioiets lay low
among the sea grass, he flung himself
down and pulled out an envelope.
| Ii contained a post Office order
| wrapped ID sheet Of notepaper aud
on this was written "Katherine Perry"
| The amount was the sum due TO him on
his pay card.
He had been to tho house, but found
her gone Yet here was his money
left by her in this form.
What mystery was this? He lay
back In the sun and tried to solve it.
but no solution came. and with the
murmhr Of thc sea in his ears he ro-
mantically kissed the order. Then he
arose and walked back.
On his homeward path he stopped to
buy morning paper. They were but
just ID, and the news vendor was
smoothing them ont Suddenly be
caught his breath. His gaze was riv-
eted on an advertisement that read
| thus:
| n EORGE NEAL IS EARNESTLY RE
4 " qtiested to communicate with Messrs Fur.
ness & MNrp, solicitors, IApcOlns Inn Fields,
1 whenhc viii hear Of something 20 hts adynnN
L tnge ANY person knowing of the whereabouts
/ Of tsc said q. n. aud communicating tho acme
v tho above arm. will be suitably rewarded
1 Befoee noon that same day John
Smith had shaken the dust Of Yarmouth
from his feet and was ON his way Il
1sstfN.s A Tswnr r.r,r,l ef..ar.f he hafIrl7