The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-12-23

this trip?' wary
How could it be, Mai? sho,,a
obliged to hire some one in nv ,,la %
give up the position; and we can harS,,'
afford that while the fishing is so h,S
You know we are trying to sava :.
money for certain day that Is n
come"
Il know that, deary, and yet it is 50
lonely when you are away. Father Il
always busy about the light. and
weil-how can l tell you?-rm lonely
deary' very sad and lonely, when Won
are away. Get Capt. Withrow to tals
your place for this trip. just this once
1t will only be for few DAYS"
why, what's the trouble, Maip
You know must be away more or less
all summer. What troubles you?"
"Oh, nothing"
Yes, there is; and you must tell me
what it is"
Il will. deary. 1t is best / should
You saw that Mr.. Yardstickie?"
The black-eyed chap who tried to
help you over the stile that mornineg
Yes. You know Mr.. Manning in.
troduced him to me with the others on
the yacht, and then we came ashore
together in Capt. Glass's boat, He Of.
fered to escort me home, and couldn't
very well refuse; and since then he has
called at the light every day"
Without invitation?"
Yes. Father did not seem TO like
him at first,-fo of course had TO
present him to father; you wouldn't
have me rude even TO n strangcr.-and
now father seems TO like to see him.
and makes him feel quite at home"
And does he mean TO stay here
long,"
Il think not. He says he is waiting
for his mother, a Mrs. Judge Gearing
of New York, and then they may got
Newport or Narrugansett Pier"
Il hope they will. Now. deary. JUS,
excuse me 4 moment. You 70 on to
the house, and III run back 20 the vii.
lagc Tor moment"
You won't be long? You know YOU
sail in two hours
Il may not sail at all III return
soon, dear"
With that the blond giant turned and
strobe away towards the village. Mai
stood in the path. looking after him.
Perhaps | ought not &c have told
him. How much he loves me. Dear
sam. He's born almost without
tongue, but he often says, The sarmon
thru, then comes the do. ="
1t did not take the skipper long TO
find his employer.
"oh, certainly, Capt. Johnson. II
the man who is TO take your place is
safe man, all right. I've no objections
Perhaps it will do you good to be
ashore for few days. Mai seems a
little low-spiritcd. Stay at home with
her till we return. and cheer her mp.
Don't bother about Capt Withrow's
pay in your absence. III fix that all
right
The two men shook hands and
parted in the little street. Mr.. Man
ming went over to the hotel with Miss
Boylston, and. leaving her there, re-
turned 10 the wharf. Mr.. Royal Yard
Sickle soon after put in an appearance,
arrayed in truly nautical suit of blue,
as befitted the occasion. As for the
skipper, he went home with light
heart. If any city visitors came now
to the light they would find it indeed a
liedgcfcace.
There was some little delay in get
ting the new skipper and introducing
him to his new command, and il was
nearly dusk when the schooner steered
away for Martha's Vineyard under all
sail, for the night promised TO be calm,
and the party on board were in no
haste In fact, if they did not reach
Cottage City till daylight it would be
Just as well.
AS the yacht crept out of the harbor
the white steamboat from New London
came in. There were many people on
Hooking to the beaches. She passed
quite close to the yacht, and few
people on the upper deck came to the
side and waved friendly handkerchiefs
at the passing schooner Among them
stood n young and handsome woman
in fashionable attire. She seemed
stranger, and the friendly huttcring OF
amused her.
These Americans are so strange II
IS not at all like la belle France.
The steamer pulled up at the wharf
md there was a murmur of voices as
the crowd on deck mingled with the
.hrong on the landing, friends, rela-
lions, lovers, meeting again in the
pleasant summer weather, care ana
he city left behind, every one in good
spirits and struggling to get ashore
md to find their trunks and get seat
n the long open wagons called
'barges. and all in that quiet good
,umor that marks an American crowd
in pleasure bent. The gayly-painted
,arges were soon filled, and drove
'apidly away into the village and on.
through the woods to the cottage ana
lotel. At the hotel all the guests
we're out to greet fathers, lovers, anu