The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1895-09-22

sion 20 E1tArvie-s James Lauder, ArdEa=E
sent on board fes csze>ye-T hos atteN1oon
about O'Clock. Jarssa Vas zt>ths hoaA sf-
FsxSizz 20 the cargo. and aseSe xifs3d hAy-l-
self f>sr the STOPPING affstuSe whach As
work derSsS1sd he saw Andse7ssEsin1ae anr
kp S5ar 9lsn i.s,snlr~>pus Gu, As hama VIA
Fass.. - he said. I thought wrong o youi
and Tessld you. wrong. hae come here %
say Forgive me- " n
NJ knew you vogse6nne TO yourser some
a a. hing Il. againsj 6a now H0w's Chris
''weel. but efTearying for YOU I hae
promised TO firing you hame wi ne, jamie.
You VIII SURELY come
s.Ay. gIad1y. Il ii can Re managed. I am
fair sicksfor the soft. gray skies. and the
keen SIT wind o the North sea The last
Sabbath was baking in New Orleans. l
thought I heard the kirk bells across the
sasds and saw Christina stepping down
Re rocks vi the Bible IN her hands and
her sweet smile making a hearts but mine
happy, and ] was sick wi longing"
They spent the night together, and finally
affairs were so arranged that jamie and
Andrew took the next Anchor line steamer
home again And during the voyage the
men grew close 20 each other. and Andrew
told Jamie that he was 10 he captain Of
one Of the Red-White fleet. and offered him
a berth IN his ship. And thus all things
were settled and talked over before they
landed. and ere thew reached Pittencraisie
the men were already brotheriy.
The marriage was not delayed. Andrew
gave Christina a silk gown and a hundred
gold soverexgns. and Janet gave her caugh-
ter a piece OF land close to her Own cot
tage, on which Jamie Immediately began
10 build. And I'll the village. old and
yorng. were at the wedding, 80 that for
Aav= the feast the and the dane
went gaily on. and during those two days
not single fishing boat left the little port
OF P.ttencragie.
Then the men went of 10 sea. and Janet
and Christina had. a never-ceasing interest
IN the building and pIanishing OF the new
house. II was not fashionable, nor hardly
permissible, for any one 10 build a house
on a plan grander than the traditional
fisher cottage. but Christmas, though no
larger than her neighbors' had the mod
ern convenience OF many little closets and
presses, which Janet filed with homespun
napery and broadcloths. so that never a
young lass in Pittencragie began life I'M
der such fun and happy circumstances.
II was. however. far into the fall OF the
year before the new fire was lit on the
new hearth and Christina moved into her
OWE house. II was only divided from her
mothers by a little garden, and the two
women could stand at their doors and talk
" SdCh OtuFF. 30 the PHEASANT months
went by, with nothing but Andrews and
Jamies visits to mark them. until one
cold. frosty morning in December. Janet
was washing her dinner plate and singing:
II cast my line in Largo bay.
And fishes / caught nine;
There's three TO boil and three TO fry.
And three TO bait the line"
when she heard sharp rap at her door.
The rap was not made with the hand
and she opened the door instantly and saw
the master OF Braelands. She perceived
also that he had struck the door with the
handle OF the short whip in his hand and
il offended her.
'Weel. sir; your bidding?" she asked,
doCrly
Il came to see about my wife. Where is
sher'
You ought to ken that better than any
ither body. It is name o. my business"
she has left her home"
'She would nae guide reason. dootless''
She had no reason at ALL
Janet shrugged her shoulders smiled,
and looked over the tossing black waters.
II wish to go through your house. 1
think she is with you"
GO through my house? Do you think
I'll let a man WI a whip in his hand go
through my house, after a poor frightened
bird like Sophye Ma, ma! Not while my
name Is Janet Binnie.'
You do not think 1 would use it on any
womRn2"
God kens. ! dinra."
TELL Sophy TO come and speak to me-"
'Sophy isna here"
81 am sure she IS"
"Do you call me a lee-ar? Do Il again.
and every fish wife in Pittencragie will
help me 10 give you your fairings. TAX
yourself off my doorstep or it Will be the
waCr for you! Coming here and chap
ping on my door Wi horsewhip! OFF VII
you! You puir creature. youi Sophy
Trail had a bad bargain wi the like o.
you. You drunken, leeing. savage-like
wife-beating pretense o a husbandr'
Mother mother" cried Christina COM
ing hastily forward. What's your will.
sir?" she asked. turning TO Braelands.
My wife has left her home, and I came
here TO seek her"
You came TO the wrong place. Sophy
isna here. We ken naething o. the poor,
miserable lassie. God help her. And /
think you had better be going. sir. There's
Limmer Scott and Margot Roy and a few