New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1894-07-08
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had sought to picture him a man such as those
she read about in books penelope was a great
reader)-nOble- minded. heroic dsinterested. self
denylng-whose life should be devoted toward re-
dressing the wrongs Of humanity. and who
should perchance have some especial holy quest
on which to bend his energies
1t was a little awkward 10 have to fashion this
ideal father out Of Mr.. Henry East. and the
aWkwardness increasing with time, the day-dream
mad 10 be abolished and In its place another
adopted.
Why should Penelope herself not take up the
discarded role?
Why should she not do and be something
worthy-but worthy Of what?
OF the name she bore? 1t was very ordinary
name, and the Easts were very ordinary people
or her parentage? Her mother had been A
vain. fooilsh girl; her father was a rich and
rather vulgar man.
Although Penelope would not for worlds have
put this into words. in effect It was really all
she knew about either the one or the other
Nhat then? she had no heritage Of piety or
chlNalry. or philanthropy There were better
things than things obtained by inheritance
1t was about this time that my heroine formu-
lated her unspoken creed. Il ami; and some day
am going to dO-sOmething.'
AT times Penelope was apt to grow impatlen.
because she had been 50 long time in the world
and had done little for it,
Impotence had been busy within her breast as
Il chanced, on the very morning chosen by her
father 10 proclaim his intention Of sailing for the
west indies on six months trip and the an
houhceInent seemed almost startling i'm It's apt
ness. Here. perhaps was the very opportunItv
for which her soul thirsted. and she caught at il
as know
Mr.. East's Views were equally simple business
demanded his taking the voyage. and business
before everything" had long been his favorite
maxim. The disposal Of his daughter was not
even a secondary consideration, 50 confident was
ne that Penelope would know what to do with
herself
OF course she would do the right thing: and
OF course ner prompt decision to pass the time
Of separation under tho roof Of Lord and Lady
Carnouste-h!s praseworthy relatives of whose
ancestry and Responsibility and deadly dulness
ne stood ~ much in awe as It was possible for n
prosperous. wcll-tO-dO. smart man Of business to
stand IN awe Of anything or anybody-elicited his
heartfelt approval.
subsequently. when her brow clouded With
fears Of the unknown and doubts Of the wisdom
" her choice. he could not understand It at all
t'd she not herself suggested the Carnousties2
Ana mad not the Carnousties. on their part re-
spond"d handsomely? He could not comprehend
what the girl would be at
she did not enlighten him; and Il ended IN his
laying the hattering JUNCTION to his soul that she
was penslve because Of attachment ID himself
rather than from any other cause
IL was a beautiful summer evening when the
thin bIu" trail ~ smoke which heralded the ap-
preach ~ the ArdrOssan steamer by which PEN
elop" travelled was visible rounding the point
Of the bay which was her destination and several
cognzan' of the fact.
ON board stood a slender. well-poised figure
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lips parted and eyes dilated
Penelop" had never in her life beheld anything
NOR" beautiful than this summer ocean. in which
were reflected the golden sunset the dusky noun
tain range and every object along the rugged
shore: while the herring boats. whose red-brown
sails w're stretched - dry and from whose
decks faint wreaths Of curling smoke ascended
indicating the approach Of the evening meal.
w"r" nirrorei 50 sharply beneath that II was no,
easy 10 separate the real from the IDEAL
Earth. sea and sky were stepped I'm glory. and
not a ripple broke the CLASSY surface through
which the little steamer Glove It's way
lnsensihly my heroine's spirits rose. II was not
I'm human nature. certainly not IN Penelope's
nature to be unmoved by such a scene: and the
refrain - which her heart had been beating FOR
many days past grew hushed and still beneath
It's influence
That refrain had been-"Sx months, For six
long months ! am TO he immurel buried in the
WilIs NJ an unknown region amidst unknown
people" And she had been unable 10 look be-
yond the six months
This Is the way with the young With Mr.
East. On the other hand. the six months had
scarcely been Of any account whatever. lie had
skipped them completely when making out his
map OF the future. considering that they were
things.
H. was going to do this and that when he
came home. His brain termed with projects;
and as FOR the Intervening space why he had to
tax" voyage first-that was all He would be
back I'm December December seemed quite close
a. hand Whereas Penelope had thought Of moth
ing else than y the new place and the new peo-
pie into whose midst she was about o. be thrown
While now gazing on the slumberlng mountain
peaks-noW on the knobs beneath. gray and
rugged. Yet blooming witha, now on the jets
~ s!lvery waterfalls ana broadening streamietS
flowing shoreWlrd and now on the rocky coast
hespr,ad with shining weed. and intersecied with
fiery pools 1N irradiatei. all sunk In gorgeous
haze She could no longer feel sad.
The pllli'A ~ the steamer began u slacken:
she stopped outside the castle bay
"Wny are We stopping here%' demanded the
lady passenger, diy!ning that the halt probably
had % 10 with herself.
"Thonier is tho boat putting out u us" replied
one ~ the crew. indicating with his foretnger
Il numbering ferryb'at in which We're seated a
couple Of rowcrs. who were looking over their
shoulders AS they steerei for the side ~ the
steamer
Are W. not going to land at the pler?" said
Penelope. her quick eyes having espled small
wooden quay. close below the gates Of the
castle avenue
40 the NIGHT" replied her informant. we
Gamma get In when the tides sac low. It's the
way 90 thae piers. They are only for the fu
tide There's a heap a. them ABBOTT here"
what an odd thing - do. 10 build pier and
not bee able 10 use IT," observed the young lady
into whose scheme Of life use entered at all
points "Now. why the pier not built where
you could gdt in at all times. wherever the
" 1ter was?
AYE. indeed. what for no." rejoined the
sailor placably But it was not his business TO
argue the matter. and IT was to ding the rope
i'm his hand 10 the men il the boat; and even
Penelope perceived II best 10 hold her tongue and
watch the proceedings.
Il struck her as decidedly romantic and
picturesque mode Of landing On her island home
To be picked off the larger vessel in a rough.
tarry, open boat by couple of Withholding
ISLANDERS jabbering In tongue almost unin-
tengbe, Had the night not been SO still she
might have hesitated: but as II was. she leaned
over the deck- rail with smile.
one y the men stood mp; the two shipped their
oars. and prepared 10 float alongside. exchang-
ing salutations with those on board as they
lid So.
II amused Penelope to see her luggage-her
lrcss baskets. her portmanteau and hatboX. her
lold-all and dressing bag. and. lastly, her rugs
and umbrellas. carefully deposited in the broad
open space of the ferryboat; II made her smile
lfresh 10 behold the CONSERVATION. the whimper-
NIX and entrcating of her silly Marie. the French
maid. who hated the whole project. but had an
mixing that she would make her own out OF IT
somehow or other-lt was downright fun TO see