The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1896-11-21
CAP'N TOM W0OLLEY.

Well, yes, sir. the young lady was
beautiful swimmer. Never seen n
young lady as could swim out like she
could. "Cap'n Tom Cooley" she'd used
TO say to me. IL Just love the water"
She come here every year. She said she
never could take to anywhere like the
coast Of Cornwall. But after the last
year she never come again. Seems as
II Bill-o'-my soul must have give her
dlstaste OF the Cornish fox like.
Well. that's true what you say. sir
there amt no sea anywhere like the
sea here. In Cornwall. 1t breaks. as
you may see It. all so green as emerald,
round the stacks and skerries Off Lands
End and the Lizard. See II breaking
yonder sometimes In fine white foam
most as high as a lighthouse, round
they granite peaks, and you wouldn't
find nothing more beautiful not If Il
was painted in oils by they artist gents
Mt Newlyn. The Channel?-well, what's
the Channel come to think o. II, but n
muddy river, In the manner OF speak
Ing, with the Seine and the Avon food
ing II all with dirt and -efuse? The
North Sea mo, nor the North Sea
amt much better, neither, through be-
Ing filled with yellow clay by the
mouths o. Thames and Rhine and Hum
Der. l know 'em all, your cart. as
have sailed In coastlng craft, man an
boy. this fifty year an more. an being
brad r,vaalf NJ wilma larfo In nNraaf
AN muddier sea you'd wouldn't
want nowheres than that. though It's
me that says It as oughtn't to say il,
belylng my own home. II may make
bold to put IL so, which Is as tidy 4
little town as any In the country. But
the open Atlantic, where It rolls right
In. all blue and green, and clear as
crystal, on them Cornish rocks-why.
there amt no water like 1t. for pleasure
OF swimming. In the British Isles, not
till man comes round again to Cath
ness and Sutherland.
Our Joe-him as they calls the fisher
man poet-he says It reminds him Of a
good woman's heart. It does. You look
right down into the depths. as far as
you see, and It's all transparent and
It's all pure an innocent. That's the
sea. In Cornwall.
The young lady's name | was speak
in OF was Noe. She was Miss Pryce
O London; but through knowing O. her
so Intimate Ike. we always called her
by her given name, Miss Noe. She
was Mt home with the children. you
see; and my missus was fonder Of her
than Of any other folks as ever took
our lodgings, same as she might be OF
your good lady. sir. begging your par
don. She was fine built young wom-
an, too. was Miss Noe. See her clam
Der up the rocks. you'd say she was a
goat: see her swim agin the waves,
you'd say she was a seal; see her tell
the little ones stories by the rocks at
nights, you'd say she was one o. these
book writer's. as II might be yourself,
sir Fine outstanding young lady, too.
with color In her cheek and n spring
In her step. walking free across Null
y moors The same as II they belonged
to her.
Well. II wasn't lon- before we per-
celved Miss Noe was pretty good
friends with gentleman up TO Browns
MIR. Moore from Exeter. He was a
nice young doctor come to Kynance for
his holiday; and when them two went
out walking together. with her father
and mother hanging about like for com
pany. as Is the way with parents,
iiner young couple you'd never set eyes
on. AT the end OF a fortnight my wife
says to me. Tom" says she. "it amt
Mr.. Moore no more with our young
lady; it's plain Alex. this morning. His
name being Alexander. It was Alex. for
short. as is the new fashion now. though
when was young Il was all Alic or else
Sandy.
AN a good thing. too" says l. For
a young lady like Miss Noe had ought
10 marry one as Is her natural equal"
says /; not meaning in birth alone. as
is thing don't hold with: nor yet in
money, as there amt no counting upon;
but fine outstanding young lady, to
my mind. deserves to be married 10 n
nne young fellow Or where'd the
country get its soldiers and sailors
from ssr-f ..'-,
and handsome couple they'll make
rays my missus, being fond OF. Miss
Noe.
Well, one Of the days. Mr.. Moore
that's Alex.-he went out swimming Off
the rocks by the cove; and Miss Noe.
she was ashore sitting high on the
cliff, reading book or something. But
every now and again my wife sees her
! raise her head and look out TO sea anx-