The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1894-01-20

moiselle Rochct is staying here"
Then, suppose, you are entirely
happy"
"rm certainly glad, for that last
| piece of surah really ought TO be put
in her hands. brought it with me,
thinking it was just possible She might
be here. Come, shall we go TO din
nero"
"Not now, Maria Let me stay here
a little while. | wish to rest here and
think"
~ thought you said you would leave
your cases behind YOU"
$50 l have. l was thinking-of
something else. You dine with Made
moiselle. I'll join you presently"
The meeting of artist and patron
could not be more charming and
cordial. Both had much to say, new
plans TO discuss, the one to consider
robes, the other to evolve new schemes
of extravaganza and-rcvenge.
The making up of that piece of Surah
absorbed all Mrs. Judge Gearing's at
tention the next day. Several ladies
in the hotel were greatly disturbed
| that Mademoiselle Rochet should give
! all her time to the Judges wife; and
| Mademoiselle. with the sweetest smile
possible, answered them that Madame
the Judges wife was an old patron,
the first, indeed, she had found in
America.
The Judge, left thus to himself,
found time to wander alone along the
shore. Naturally enough, the quaint
tower of the lighthouse attracted his
attention, and, after visiting the little
village to get letters and TO see if any
one knew when Mr.. Nlanning's yacht
would return, he set out along the
shore-path towards the light. On the
way he met sturdy young fellow in
fshing-costume His blue eyes seemed
intelligent and open, and he ventured
to stop and ask him If there was any
one about there who might know the
whereabouts of the yacht.
"Yes, sir: I'm her skipper. She's
expected back here to-day. / think l
sighted her bout half an hour ago
from the light. Pm going to the viii
lage now to wait till she comes in"
Z. The Judge thanked the young man,
and then went on, not wholly pleased
with the news of the return of his
son. He always called him that. He
paid the young mans bills, and in
grim spirit of humor he called him his
dear son. The young man would per-
haps interrupt the half-sad, half-pleas-
ing hours of meditation he had spent
1. 81. e1
toward the light, dreamily thinking OF
the dead past. In Il certain dim way
the sea seemed to speak with her voice.
She was asleep somewhere in the sea,
perhaps near the coast. She might be
even now waiting on some other coast,
looking over another everlasting sea,
looking for some one to come TO her.
1t was thus he slowly drew near &c
the light.
Capt. Breeze Johnson had finished
one duty, and sat in his wooden arr
chair on the grass by his door, wait.
ing or the clock to tell him what &c
do next. BY his side on the big blue
boulder that formed the doorstep sat
Mai, sewing.
talk TO him while go in and get din
ner."
With that she rose and went within
doors scarcely moment before Judge
Gearing entered the little grass-plo;
before the house. Who can tell why
triAes stay the march of impending
events? Had she remained by her
r. ~. = l. 4
what? She never knew till months
had passed and tears had unsealed her
eyes.
The Judge seemed to be greatly
pleased with the good-natured old
pilot who sat in such homely dignity in
his shirt-sleeves under the shadow OF
his own roof-tree, beside his own door
stone.
Eyes, sir, visitors allowed at this
hour. Guess, though, it would be all
right any hour O the day. Make your
self TO hum" ~
1t was with q certain sense of long
forgotten homeliness that the Judge sat
down on the fat stone and made him
self comfortable with the house for q
OacK 10 MS seat anu the open uOOr Dc-
side him. There was q feeling of get
ting close to nature. Perhaps he could
hear her heart beat, seated thus almost
ON the sweet and honest ground.
You have charming location
here"
$50 I've heard tell. IT'S some lone
some, though, specially in winter
II didn't think Of that. You see,
we city folks think it is always sum-
mer at the beach"
"Lor'. the summers not more II two
afternoons TO us. It's gettin' ready
for winter, or it's just leavin off, most
the year round"
"Yes. / suppose so. The sea looks
calm and beautiful now, but ] dare say
| it's wild enough at times. Even now
1t seems to be very sad and melancholy
10 me-
depends If you're fshin' for mack.
crel YOU don't bother much how 1T
| looks
$50 many lives are lost in the sea.