The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1896-11-06

GIG ~, don't waltz" cried the voice
gN91m. "You will be drowned. There
1T TOO much time to get across"
Thank you-thank you" she called
soack, 1eebly. II will goI am going"
sun she did not move.
IS What good Hooking girl" said Mr..
gone0's friend. "No wonder you rowed
s]qn saw her! She's precious deal too
pretty to drown. She has lost her head,
| though. Why don't she so on?"
8 IL No fear Of losing her head" re-
turned the other, with an unkind laugh.
we have told her what to expect, so II
i the 10 to be drowned she knows how
ITO do 1t. She is as headstrong as IN
:Allegory.' If her manners matched her
face she would do; but they don't"
&: ssPoor thing! What has she done to
you, Berthe? She has never jumped on
you, has she? You are such n lucky
chap, you expect to get all of the roses
and none of the thorns. She don't
Y take no count of u.s. as you say In
Devon, for she has not budged an
,inch."
''She's a little fool!' said Mr.. Jones.
-shortly. Turn the boat, Mason; we
will hustle up and leave her"
y, After mild protest his friend
-obeyed.
Taking to the wind. the boat sailed
down the bay, and landed its occu-
NrGts on the shore below NOelcombe.
IIe'e the men separated, one disap-
u1arirg in the direction of Newton, the
Etlsfr. after wandering rather aimless-
~ hcut the sands for time-sudden-
~ turned his face westward and began
tn lC,l over the rough route which led
t. tie reef of rocks
Tho Ugh Miss Milford was ungrateful
mnd pig-headed, and though Mr.. Jones
Thought it probable that he should
.sl,s lily ash the gentle and pliable
LILY Lucy Freemantle to marry him.
vet he was interested to know what
had become of that slender figure
which he could still see, with his
minds eye, standing in the sunshine,
with her beautiful wet hand and arm
raised and her earnest, startled eyes
fixed on him.
Meanwhile this calm young heroine,
ms soon as the boats head was turned
away, cast custom and caution to the
S,ird. The choice between dignity and
drowning was not hard to make-be-
tween clothed feet or safety, seemli-
] "ss or preservation, boots or death.
sStWr'hling, clamberfng. slipping, she
d,ocl: and gullics recklessly in her pan
J.. cutting and bruising her feet, and
-n.cmS' fishing her painful retreat with
~. rdrrful celebrity, considering the diff
liz Llti. of her path, and her constant
backward glances at the departing
boat
al Il SO, presently, Mr.. Jones saw the
figure for which he was in search, ap-
preaching him, but most leisurely.
How provokingly she waddled; no
houseladed snail ever crawled so slow
1y, as she now advanced. Could it be
that she recognized him, and from per-
-velsity, or cOyness. or some unfathOm-
able feminine coquetry, fingered for
the mere purpose Of annoying him?
Confound her! She was OVERRIDING
1t, for she actually seated herself on
the single within a few yards of the
breaking waves, and stared out to sea
as though she was as stationary as, or
more so than the lighthouse. The din
aler hour was approaching awkwardly
near, but Mr.. Jones did not retreat; on
the contrary, he quickened his pace,
and with q smile in his eyes and q
tightly-closed mouth, walked on. AS
he came nearer to the girl she started
perceptibly. If she was not good,
nay, MORE a practiced, actress, that
was assuredly the first time she had
seen him. He saw her flush, scarlet,
deep flush, which dyed her face and
neck; her lips quivered, her eyes sunk
to the ground. 1t was his duty, of
course, to follow her lead and seat
himself beside her; and, late though 1t
was, he felt no d:sincliration to do so.
IAisurely and with kind smile he
placed himself beside her. His recep-
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himself.
Trust in thyself-then spur amain''
for wOOing, as for working, is an eX-
-cellent motto.
To give him his due, he made him
self very agreeable. How fuently hi.
talked, and how quietly she listened.
She answered him but in soft mono
syllables. He felt that he shone in
conversation; she was evidently we'll
satisfied with his society, for she made
no attempt to move; She sat motionless
az a statue. Fired by the troubled ex-
preston of her beautiful eyes-by the
way, how her sweet face had grown in
expression! the anxiety that ruffied
her brow, the restlessness, ccnstraint
betrayed by the way in which she
/, foyed continually with some pebbles in
her hand, were Ill neville began to
Sush CCAlAuACAIS ~ NuS uOt ul6 way u
be sentimental: he hardly knew what
/ allied him. Following her gaze across
the sea. he began to descant OH its
beauties. Had she watched last nights
sunset? The lights had been-what
did the poet say? He was sure Miss
& Milford knew whom he meant and
what he meant--"day died like the
Il dolphin" Yes, that was It. Had she
seen storm at sea? Viewed from the
\ coast he declared It to be the most
glorious sight. He would give any
Aing to be with her at Noelcombe
when a real nor easter was blowing
& and the waves dashed roaring uI
against the rocks. and drencbed the
p cliffs a hundred feet aloft VITA spray
~ But she would be miserable; her kind
4 heart would be with the sailors, and
lefathoughts of them would blind hel
eyes TO the beauties of the storm. He
was getting on fast, he was going
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