Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1893-02-23
NOT HIS SWEETHEART.
But Cupid Won. tho Game at
Last.

LaSC.
On summer morning young man
turned down a Yarmouth row. 1t was
long, narrow row, and the sun that
CLEANED at the quay end made its shade
evcn less cnviable.
lie was fine, handsome young fell
low, somewhat shabbily dressed, and
as he walked he carclessly took stock
OF his surroundings.
Near the bottom of the row n window
was open, and, by n gcranium that
bloomcd in pot, the first and only
flower he had seen, girl was leaning
lightly on her elbow. Her soft hazel
eyes were fixed on the opposite door
way.
Hero woman with red face and
brandishing broom in her hand was
barring the entrance against hcrcu-
lean man in u glistcning oily frock,
vi AK you agin, John Wade." shout
ed he Of the oily, ''if you're a.goin' to
sea?''
"An' / tell you agin, skipper" re-
piled doggcd voice from the interior,
Il amt a-goin' to sea-"
''rhcn," cried the giant wildly,
what an to do? Here's the vessel
ready TO sail an you a-slSullSin'. But,
as sure as my name is Bill Thompson,
I'll police yc,"
lie looked so big and helpless In his
muddle that the girl at the window,
who seemed used to such scenes,
smiled.
! Looking up at her, and seeing for the
first tine that she was in deep mourn
ing, the young man smiled also. Then
thought appeared 10 strike him.
'Am of any use?" he said to the
wearcr of the oily. II want q job"
The skipper looked at him doubtful
ly; he thought he was joking.
IF you're ready an willin', my
lad" he said, you're of use. But if
you amt, you amt Dye want a
berth?"
~ want everything" answered the
young man, in n low tone. I'm home-
less and penniless. But Pm lands
man."
THAT amt bit O. consequence.
What dye say? Will ye go? 'Tis for
eight weeks"
II don't care if it's for eight years
There's nothing to stop Inc here"
"Comc 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 the skipper
"Well, Smith, for fear o accidents,
some ono had better take your money.
Who'll yc leave it with?"
The young man aga in looked up at
the window at the sweet, pure face
above him. The gaze of the rough
sea giant beside him followed his
glance.
''Oh, | sce!" he exclaimed; you're
going to take it, miss. "Wcll, you
know where to 60 Old Tom Price is
the owner, an the name of the vessel
the Saucy Lass.
Como on Smith, no more hanlkyin';
your sweetheart 'ull take your money, y
and he seized the ncwly shipped by the
arm.
At the word sweetheart" the cheeks
of the girl at the window grew us red
MS the geranium by her elbow. In a
startled manner she stretched over the
sill.
mo, no." she cried, in confusion, 81
do not know the gentleman. IL"
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the skipper on his arm, had been hur
ried out of carshot, and before she
could reach the door the two had van
ished down the row.
Eight weeks later the young man.
bronzed and hearty, stood on Yarmouth
quay. His sea rig had given place to {
decent suit of clothes, and he seemed
pondcring which way to go.
At last he wandered away to the sea
shore. Deep in thought he strolled or
by the edge Of the white-crested break
ers till he came to the Danes. Finding
spot where palc-blue violets lay low
among the sea grass, he flung himself
down and pulled out an envelope.
III cODJulHcu al pOoo OLSO oidci
wrapped in sheet of notcpaper ant
on this was written katherine Perry.
The amount was the sum due to him OF
his pay card.
lie had been to the house, but fount
her gone. Yet here was his money
left by her in this form.
What mystery was this? lie lay
hack in the sun and tried to solve it
but no solution came, and with thu
,nurnur of the sea in his ears he 70
mantically kissed the order. Then hi
rrosc aud walked back.
0n his homeward path he stopped Il
buy a morning paper. They were bu
lust in, and the news vendor wa
smoothing them out Suddenly h
caught his breath. His gaze was riv
cted on an advertisement that rea'
thus:
roRCE NEAL is EARNESTLY RE
kT oucstcd to communicate with Messrs Fur
ness & Wapp. solicitors, Lincolns Inn fleius
when he viii hear OF something 10 ms aesa.
tare Aay person knowing OF tho whercapout
Of The said q. N. and communicating tnc sam
to tAo above irn, win be suitably rewarded
Before noon that same day Johl
Smith had shaken The dust of Yarmouth
from his feet and was on his way t
Loplon. At LivsrfoaIEtre Aa haile'