The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1896-07-16

ewes hDu HHll-p -pHEttu Ups, nculltt no
coral. The brow was broad and low
the hair heavy and black; the figure
graceful and slender as n willow.
With one sweep of the oars the
beautiful rover sent her boat bound.
ing to Captain Jacks very feet. He
heard 1t Craze against the sands. he
saw two bewildering black eyes sur
veying him with look of cool aston
ishment, and then he beat down vic.
lent desire to take 20 his heels and run
away, and SAID
''Is that boat bound mp the cover"
She lifted her delicate brows, but
the splendid eyes beneath had a lurk-
ing laughter in them.
"Yes."
"I'm in want of passage that way
myself" said Captain Jack "can you
take me aboardP"
She scanned him from head to foot.
At glance she took IN the stalward
figure, the grave. middle-aged face,
with its honest dark eyes aud iron
gray hair, aud then sue answered:
"Who are your
Captain Jack lifted the hat from his
brown forehead.
"My name isl Jack Brainard, and /
hail from the East. Who are youP"
II was a delightfully."- straightfor
ward reply. Her dark eyes opened
wide.
"Come into the boat" she said
quickly.
He leapod in and sat down opposite
her. She gave him the oars with tue
utmost nonchalnnce.
"You can take them now-l am
tired OF rowing. knew it was you,
Captain Jack, Mr.. Gaylord told me
you would return home this autumn. J"
She leaned forward then and laid on
poor, bewildered Captain jacks shoul-
der the smallest and whitest hand he
had ever seen. The saucy black eyes,
full of mingled laughter and tears,
looked full in his face.
Don't you know me, guardy?
am Rachel"
His waif of thecoast-his little cast
away that bright, bewilderin9 beau-
ity'.' Captain Jack sat sAont- his grave
face was as uureadable as marble; but
ne drew the little hand from his shout
der and held it for moment in his
broad brown palm.
"Child, how old are you'll"
eighteen, guardy, and q graduate
of Madame dc Vilenue's boarding
SCHOOL, / have passed winter in
New York and season at Saratoga and
You do not knew how blase have be-
come"
Not blase-the face was too delicate,
too passionate, too proud for that.
al have been with Mrs. Lane q
week, she went on, trailing her white
fingers in the water. 1.-The Gaylords
are III town, guardy. Haven't you
been gone a long, long time?"
Fifteen years." said Captain Jack
pulling vigorously at the oars.
The oars of tho dory rose and fell
like living things in his strong hands
she shot across the water like sea.
gull out OF tho channel and into the
cove-there were the tishermen's cot
tages and the old inn close before them
The row was over.
- lulif mum ihJ oA Nh'
cove, smoking cigar and watching
the approaching dory intently. A
Captain Jack and his protege reached
the shore he started up and .sauntereC
down to meet them with n sort Of III
dolent, easy grace. Miss Rachel ros
up, her splendid eyes opened in calm
surprise, and she leaped lightly ashore
"Mr. Gaylord this is very unex
pected-l thought you were in town.
. He bit his lip.
"No, am tired of town. came il
search of you"
Indeed You are too kind. ALLOW
, me to present you to Captain Brain
ard"
, Mr.. Harvey Gaylord bowed careless
/ ly to Captain Brainard. Captain
1 Bra,nard looked at Mr.. Gaylord iron
, head to foot, but tho young Gotham
ite was oblivious-he toyed with hi
2 rattan and looked at Rachel.
! "My mother sends her kindest rt
CARDS." he said. "and society ha
bade me bring back its lost star be
{ fore the season commences. l hav
, promised-am / rash?"
, She drew mp the folds of her SWEEP
r ing dress from the damp grass. Th
!. black eyes were cast down.
I every"
. "But, Rachel"
: The proud head was thrown back
the brilliant eyes warned him to sto
she sprang upon the threshold G
| the inn.
1t had been raining all day. TT
4 poplars before the inn were drippin
3 still, and the clouds rolled dark M
q sullen toward the west. Rachel stoo
g in the porch and watched the nigl
fall down on the rocky shore, singiu
l. softly to herself the words of an o.
d song;
O 40 Douglas, o Douglas, tender and true.
"Rachel," called Mrs. Lane fro
the doorway, "come into the hous
l. child you'll get consumption oil