The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1896-01-16
A COMPLETE CURE.

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T=.~ a & i,s ia yoa oa NOT aoy; so
"lut. to any thea.
"fcs, to every one music halls, too !;
saw everything there was TO be seen.
| suppose | dill enjoy myself but /
have forgotten it,"
Tho Girl looked at the Man steadily
for u moment, but he walked moodily
on, uncon scious OF her gaze.
"Wore there my nice people stay.
ing ut che same place?' she asked un.
concernedly, but still watching him.
moo; Mt least, l hardly spoke to
any OF them"
"Who were those people you wrote
about--thoso people you were with 80
much?"
"Oh, they were Irish"
Dead silence. The Man and the
Girl sauntored along the beach, each
intent on his or her own thoughts.
"What charming people the Irish
are. US rule, " the Girl said at length.
"Ies, awiully jolly" enthusiasts,
caily.
"Were those?"
"Oh, yes, they weren't bad"
''iow many were there, and of what
sort and condition? Do rouse your
self IA little and try to be trihe more
entertaining"
The Man pulled himself together and
made AN effort "What shall tell
you? About the Irish people | met?
Well, there was father, also II mother
--awiully fine old lady she was--and
a daughter"
WAS the daughter pretty? Irish
girls are lovely as "a rnle I .h'~
Their eyes are so beautiful. Had this
girl beautiful eyes?'
'Yc.cs, / suppose So"
"Was she nice girl, clever and so
on? Tell me all about her"
son, there is nothing To tell" The
Man grew restive under the question
ing then he tried to turn tho conver.
sation. The Girl sauntcred on more
slowly. She was little paler than she
had boon, but II slightly mocking smile
played around the corners of her
mouth.
"How protty-thoso brown sails look
out there, she snid presently, point
ing TO a little fleet of fishing boats lar
out on the glittoring sea. "Mark, /
should like to go out sailing
Would you?' he reJoincd, indifr.
.erentIy.
f>>S..ies; let us go and have n nice long
day. | will get some provisions while
you get the boat. Shall we go?"
81 should like it if you would. "
With little moro alacrity he moved
off, while the Girl wended her way up
the clif path to the house perched on
the top.
"Poor boy!" she said softly. "To
be slangy, he is hard hit, or thinks he
Is, which amounts to the same. ! am
afraid he Is very impressiouabe."
Out at sea there was soft breeze
blowing, II little breeze that made the
hot sun bearable and put new life and
spirits into the two IN the boat there
was something so cxhilarating, so free,
80 invigorating, IN the very feeling of
flying along over the smooth, spark
ling waters. Care seemed TO be left
behind, where 1t would not overtake
them anger, jealousy, modification,
seemed all too petty and mean to live
in this great open stretch of sea and
sky
"Shall we have lunch now?" The
Girl was leaning back in perfect nest
OF cushions, looking unspeatably com.
Portable and very pretty.
"Gou look so comfortable it il n
pity you should move, the Man said.
al will unpack the things and hand
you all you want"
"My dear boy, | could not possibly
eat in this position, and loath as l am
TO disturb myself, my spirit longeth
for susteaance. am going to sit in
the bottom of tho boat" she said,
Twill you arrange some cushions at
my back for me?"
Easily and deity, and with an air in
which the proprietor and protector
were curiously mixed, he arranged
her nest.
"rhis is awfully fine, said the Man,
leaning back, with his hands clasped
behind his head, and looking first nj
the Girl, then at the sky. and then
back again at tho Girl. "rhis il
splendid. l could go on sailing away
forever One seems to leave all wor
ries behind and forget all disagreea
bles."
The Girl did not speak for mo
ment. She was looking at the brown
sails OF the boats they were passing
81 do not know that l should car,