New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-04-18

plank was to be thrown out. Men and women
were holding on to their hats ana laughing ana
talking as they watched the boat slide Forward
toward the wharf | thought there was Some
thing familiar In the appearance OK Two girls
VINO stood the very foremost, CLOSE 10 the ran,
and within n foot Of where the gangway
was to be. In the next moment the steamer
mad come so near that knew the TWO girls IN
the next 1t was near that heard one OF
them say shrilly as she caught sight or my tail
companion:
"Oh. Sue Cummings. amt IT funny?
There's
Then the railing was thrown up, Lily Lang
thorne pressed forward. and. not noting care
fully where her feet went, promptly fell into
the water.
l heard one of the hands cry ou<: sOh, the
devil"
Somebody else shouted: Woman overheard"
But before this last shout Mr. Riddle had
jumped off the wharf after Miss Langthorne.
My first sensation was one OF anger at the
girls inconceivabe carelessness. Then l was
afraid she would hit the steamers side or the
posts of the wharf But she would he picked
up; there was no doubt about that had no
doubt either but that she could swim. All this
sounds rather cold-blooded, but did not feel
cold blooded
Everybody rushed to look over Half dozen
rowboats lowered possible-and
there was Mr. Riddle swimming out toward one
of the boats. Miss Langthorne herself was
making strokes with one hand. and altogether
behaving herself in commendable way. But
a woman's clothing hampered her.
The two were pulled into one Of the boats.
Sue Cummings had engaged carriage. and she
had her friend put into 1t. Not before Miss
Langthorne had seen me. and had said, with
chatterng teeth:
"Oh. I thought twas you-funniest thing In
the world. amt it? l must look perfect
fright"
And she hurried into the carriage. her tailor
made suit dripping streams Of water
AS for Mr.. Riddle. he running up the
wharf bareheaded. his close-cropped hair shin
ing in the sun.
l followed at my leisure I stopped to sit
awhile on the deck Of fishing sloop that
tied up to another wharf. ! watched some boys
wading after something they had tied to a post
sunk in the sand and when | found II was
cat. half-drowned and thoroughly soaked,
rase up in wrath, and my wrath was so great
that IT enabled me to make Of the boys
lease the cat and carry her to a sunny spot on
the wharf. I watched until the ANNA! had
run away. Then l continued my walk. and
when 1 arrived at the Pacific House Amabel
met me the piazza with the exclamation:
you can't guess who has come! and l sa6.
Amt it funny and she said. How did you
know?'
so We have come down here to the end of the
world to stay In the same hotel with Lillian
Langthorne" ! remarked. 1T does seem UNI
necessarily cruel Of Providence"
And she fell into the water. and Mr.. Riddle
pulled her out" went on my friend. hurriedly.
Eyes. l was there" responded without any
apparent emotion.
ooh. were yOu?"
Yes it was not becoming to Miss Langthorne
to be as wet that She looked like a drag
gled nursery maid who would frt with the
butchers boy"
You're a cod-hearted wretch" said my
friend.
mo. I'm not And I suppose she will
wriggle up to everybody, and make them smile
at her, and even Delcina will not be as kind and
attentive to us. She will desert and go over to
Lily Langthorne. | like Delcina: ! don't want
her imposed upon was impressed by Delcina.
What did that girl come down here fOr-for her
spine?"
ooh, I'm sure ! don't know" helplessly.
They've got the best room in the house. and
DaIc hoe hoo in hOt 81 n
hot whiskey, and-well-Mr. T. j. Riddle is the
hero of the hour"
"No doubt But he didn't run any risk And
somebody would have been sure To pick up Lily
Langthorne. Girls like Lily Langthorne never
drown. hope MIR. Riddle got his share Of the
hot whiskey."
ask him. But I'm sorry to see you exhibit
such a spirit"
Mr.. Riddle came up the lane In a tweed suit
which made him look quite fine and stylish.
Evidently his trunk had come, though ours had
not.
Two small girls in the yard opposite audibly
conversed in the following terms:
There he is--hes the Teller that jumped off
the wharf"
THAT one? Whatd he jump fur"
What fur? Fur gal"
We'll faint nothin' to jump off the wharf.
Pars done it lots of times. Was it his gal?"
Il guess So"
Mr.. Riddle quite red when he reached us.
He also had overheard
You see how thickly blush the honors on
your brow. Mr. Riddle" said Amabel.
"Oh please don't, Miss Waldo. l do hate to
be made ridiculous. It's ridiculous to speak Of
what did. / wish you two LADIES would come
with us to row in the harbor. Albert and are
going"
Just then Delcina appeared at the open door.
She said that Miss Langthorne had just come
down and wished to see Mr.. Riddle.
Mr. Riddle entered the little parlOr; Amabel
and I sat on the bench on the piazza. The
young man whom my friend persistently called
the gorilla came and sat In the hammock in
front Of us. He had on a white suit. with
a white cap on the back of his head had seen
him carefully arrange that cap before the glass
in the hall so that his hair, cut with an eye 10
bangs might fully reveal that 1t was cut
He lighted a cigarette. He lolled In way that
gave him a view through the open window into
the parlor. His little eyes looked greedy to see
his prominent ears looked greedy to hear. He
puffed at his cigarette
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