New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1894-05-27
said Madge. looking at Ned. half admirinsly.

deSultOrily. Webb In spite or DelnB eNpeVleu at
home seemed to be In no hurry 10 leave lie
and Seymour fell TO talking about sports, IN
which both were interested. In MS carrier years
Webb said he had been devoted to wrestling ana
sparrng and he had done something with the
foils too: but since his marriage he mad given
most Of those things up. 1t was pity, man
ought to take some regular exerClse ne hau
been thinking a little OF going IN Tor IL AGAIN
I ne was getting too stout. Perhaps Seymour
would come up some day and they would Try the
foils Seymour fenced, OF course. Yes, 1t was as,
so neglected in this country. In England they
appreciated II properly. Seymour was an Eng
lishman wasn't he? No. II wasn't MS accent
that made Webb think so; III was hOre HIS
manner. his bearing.
The lights down on Nantasket Beach were Just
beginning TO flare when they noticed In the
dusk a woman's figure walking nervously up the
Jerusalem road AS 1t approached Appleby Ter
race they recognized Miss Finley. She was al
ways in hurry; but Evelyn saw from her man
ner that she was laboring under unusual agra
ton When she the group sitting on the
piazza. she waved her hand and painted:
"Oh Mr.. Seymour. I'm so glad I've found you
at last"
They all rose to greet her and without stopping
for formalities. she threw herself into one OF the
rockers and as she tried to catch her Dreatn
she fell to rocking and to tanning herset IRAN
tcally. -.
excuse for not speaking. / didn't notice
you" Webb simply bowed and they all waited
in silence for her 70 go or. -
ooh" she gasped I'm In such a predica-
ment. That dreadful Mr.. Ark"right mas p'a!eu
No one spoke. They all surmised what was
Hes carried Mr.. McGurk off. Amt II a
shamev' she cried, forgetting in her excitement
her Boston English.
"He found him Their" said Evelyn. feeling that
she must dispel the chill Of the Journalists re-
ceptou. ,,..,-,- - ,,,u,
gone back TO the Bellingham for minute-to
get drink. 1t was warm. and he was thirsty
And just for that he was carried back 10 Scltu-
ate an hour ago Oh. I've been so excited about
it, | don't know what we shall do. I've been
hunting all over the hotel for you. Mr.. Sey-
mour. Just as l was giving you up in despair.
Miss Gordon said she thought you might be over
here" -. =,
"Well. here am" Seymour laughed. so Nc
Guirk started off on spree. did he? THAT'S
just what thought
NO he didn't cried Miss Finley Indignantly;
'Mr. McGurk explained it to me himself lie
Just wanted a drink or two 80
Eyes He felt awfully sorry about It, He's a
perfect gentleman even If he Is pugiist. l
like him very much. He gave me his autograph;
But that Arkwright ! despise. III you couId
have heard the way he talked about Mr.. Nc
Guirk. He actually swore-right in my'presence'
too"
very near making The others burst out laugh
ing But Miss Finley too excited to think
of anything but her own affairs.
HE said Mr.. McGurk had taken ten drinks,
and those ten drinks would perhaps cost him the
6rbt Did YOU ever hear Of anything go foolish
Mr. McGuirk assured me on his honor as a gen.
teman that he had only taken two. You know
how reserved he is with ladies usually. Wen:
he was real friendly with mel think he Kind or
took fancy to me--and he talked lot. He kept
saying over and over again that he'd only mad
two glasses. And /. for one, believe him.
Seymour and Webb exchanged glances; but
ne5 Mer sP Tbs are Won going to DOR cried the
journalist despairingly. after a pause you
can't wreste with yourself. Mr.. Seymour
That's quite true Miss Finley.
Here Is my chance of becoming Famous. SAID
Webb with a smile.
The journalist looked at him as II she dldn [
understand what he meant
"Will you do it? said Seymour, lifting his eye
brows and looking at Webb with half-quizzical
II should like to help you out said Webb,
knocking the ashes from the end OF his cigar
with his little finger. Il shOulu rather enjoy the
fun. too"
what do you mean?" asked Miss Finley, look
ing nervOusly from one to the other.
81 want Mr. Webb to wrestle with me-. ex-
planned Seymour THAT is. If he doesn't think
it's too undignifed"
Miss Finley drew long breath. THAT would
be perfectly grand" she cried But she looked
as If It was too good to be possible.
1--WE could get our practising in tomorrow
morning" Seymour suggested.
ooh the thing could be done" cried Webb, as
II he were hesitating II wonder how Mrs Webb
would like It, Do YOU remember what she said
when she spoke Of it the other day. Miss john
SON."
Miss Finley seemed surprised TO hear that the
matter had been discussed before
Il think she was rather pleased with the idea
Evelyn replied
ooh I do hope you will" the journalist gasped
EVELYN secretly hoped he would not. Such an
exhibition of himself. she thought. would be
utterly unworthy Of him.
1--WE could make II very realistic. said Webb
letting his fancy play about the idea. 1T makes
my blood Jingle to think of II. Wrestling is rare
sport. I'd give you hard fight he added with
a laugh to Seymour
81 should like that" Seymour smiled back
"Win you? VIII you?" Miss Finley cried
eagerly fitting forward in her chair. Webb hesi-
tated Evelyn thought the Journalist had lost
through too much zeal.
well | will" he said as If the decision had
cost him an effort and yet was a relief.
Miss Finley rocked furiously for JOY. oh
thank YOU thank you" she cried. You'll be
ever SO much better than even Mr.. McGuirk."
But you mustn't make a feature OF 1t. Miss
Finley"
"Oh. no. I wouldn't think of such thing" she
replied quickly -
Her point gained she soon hurried away i've
got to run over to Mrs. StevensOn's for a while
to see that everything is all right. she ex-
planned "Goodby, goodby. It's going to be
grand success Hundreds Of tickets have been
sold already Goodby," she cried again. as she
almost ran along the road. I'm so much obliged,
Mr. Webb. It's Just lovely Of you!''