Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1896-02-13

you COnuu9 In me. NOW L nave
talked to you about banshoes and
ghosts. Tell me about this light
business.
He sat down beside me, and put
ting his arm on my shoulder said in
a shameful sort of way:
MY dear Paddy, Ill tell you all
1 am a silly duffer, you know, and
ono week : shooting ut Eaglosham
Manor settled me. J met thore a
country woman of yours. l will not
describe Nora to you. But here is
her picture.
'Humph y l thought. Badly hit
indeed, as he took locket which
he wore from silk cord around his
neck, opened it and laid it before
me- 1t was tho face of an exceed
ingly beautiful girl-a roguish,
| laughing face, with clusters of brown
curly hair and deep blue eyes. 1t
was we'll painted. The artist was
evidently deeply interested in his
subject.
THAT Is Nora" he said, and the
gentle lowering of the voice rs he
pronounced the name of the loved
one told the whole story.
Il congratulate you upon your
good taste, Bess. Am to be best
MANI"
Don't chaff me, Paddy" he said
Mora is as poor as l am, but she
loves me. She will wait for me. l
am sure she will. Now, some one
has been telling her all about st.
Elmo's light, and I promised her
that when saw it l would go aloft
and examine it closely and make
scientific observations and all that
sort of thing
And the last words that Nora
spoke to me eve were on the shores
of Eaglesham lake, and she had
kissed me and called mo her own
| sailor and told me that she knew she
never could love any one half as
we'll as sailor) were: 'Arte, don't
forget st. Elmo's light And, Arte,
when you see that light Nora will
be near you in spirit. And when
you see it you say Mora, Nora,
Nora, three times, and wherever l
am my soul will be close by you at
that moment, Arte.
"Oh, Paddy, she is as beautiful as
an angel, and am sick with longing
to see her again, and the poor love.
siok lad buried his face in his hands.
by Jove, you've got it bad, Bes
sy," said. Il thought was fond
of the girl that saved my life at
Limerick, but my affection is but as
a tallow dip alongside st. Elmo's
light com pared to yours.
Don't Chaff me any more, will
you, Paddy?" and the hapless lover
looked pleadingly at me.
| Il will not, Bessy. / don't Won
der that Nora fell in love with you
You are too good looking for q man.
And l promise you that if on my
watch on deck l see st. Elmo's light
I'll send Cog Thompson to pull you
| out by the heels"
After this conversation / noticed
a change for the better in Bescoby.
such hot shots to his tormentors,
who used to chaff him for their di-
| geStion, that no Silencod their bat
tories in short order l think he felt
relieved that he had told me his Sto-
ry, and l listened to the entire tale
of his meeting with and engagement
to tho Irish beauty.
/ hoped that She had not been
| flirting with my chum, but even as
he told tho story of their love was
villain enough to conclude in my
OWN mind that Nora was looking out
for a rich husband and was getting
her hand in by practicing on Bescoby.
There was such II strawberry and
| cream flavor about the business, a
Paul and Virginia atmosphere, that
/ felt my countrywoman WAS sim.
ply amusing herself with the Sus
ceptiblo young sailor and nothing
moro.
Two days afterward we brought
up in HakOdato. There were a few
merchantmen in the harbor and ar
English yacht. At mess that oven.
ing one of our fellows who had bee1
ashore gave US all tho gossip of tn,
place.
That yacht is tho Spray" he
said, land belongs to rich Scotch
lord, who has large party on board
The consul told mo all about them
His aunt and married sister are chap
eroning the girls. One is awfully
pretty, an Irish girl. She is engaged
to his lordship and they arc to be
married at the British embassy al
Hongkong. l say we must give tl.en
dance. Just think how jolly
Here we are, away from home, anG
the lots OF English girls we know
Hey for the maids of merry, merry
England! Wouldn't it be grand il
we got to Hongkong in time for the
wedding?"
What's the owner name?"
asked.
Lord Gilmour. A jolly youns
chap too. Has grand shooting anC
great place somewhere near elias
gov.
Il want to see you for a minute
Paddy"
looked around, and Bescoby was
at my elbow, He was strangely pale
and his eyes wore wild and mos
unnatural expression.
Paddy, he said as he stood al
one Of the starboard ports, there Il
something awfully wrong. know
this Lord Gilmour. 1t was at hi.