New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-04-11

-o,a peon,s cav they smell Ash all the time In
Provincetown, but we didn't-there was nothihs
but the one grand odor Of the ocean, ana IL was
enough.
OF the street that runs along by the wharves'
in a sort Of alley. there is an inn kept by
Portuguese, who has chosen to take the name OF
Jones-perhaps in his ignorance when ne nrst
came here, ne thought that Jones was an un-
usual and high sounding name; 1t may have ap-
nea,ed to his sense Of the romantic, as some
names wl-at any rate he Is Jones now; but ne
looks foreign and handsome even though he has
grown stout and gray and we-to-do. Have l
not said that we have been advised to go to the
Pacific House?
Our cayalcade OF two horses and two bicycles
drew up in rather good form IN front OF the
house There were the usual smokers on the
piazza: the usual slim young man. with novel
and a cigarette sprawling in a hammock; one
elderly lady and one girl, each in a rocker, also
with novels.
Everybody sat up straight. The young man
in the hammock struggled and succeeded IN
hngng his feet On to the floor. And all stared at
u.s. at Amabel, ought to say. 1t was trying
moment. cast furtive glance at my friend
and was relieved to find that her face was Inn
passive.
Mr.. Riddle flashed look at me; this look was
so brief that not quite sure about It, when
I came to think 1t over later. Then he sprang
forward with a great air Of Difference to assist
Amabel to aight.
There was a perfect hush on the piazza In
the midst of it rotund man with a grizzed
mustache and very bright black eyes came for
ward He had on a white linen coat and apron;
he was the landlord
Antp
now.
asked.
1--WE are going to stay a while at Province
town-look about us. you know" responded Mr..
Riddle. promptly, and as II he were a drummer
who had a box Of samples In the background
IL hope you can give these ladies good room.
AS for myself and the young here" indi
eating Albert with a wave Of the hand I'VE can
put up with what you have: but do the best
YOU can by us. And what time Is SUPPER
Meantime, Amabel and had stepped within. to
a room which had piano in 1t. and banjo
and guitar, and a general air Of sitting-room,
rather than public parlor, which II really was.
The landlord now he was nearer to US. had an
odor Of frying and brong fish about him. He
gazed at us with shrewd eyes. for his eyes,
though black and foreign. were as shrewd as
Yankees.
"Um-m-rn," he said. 'Jest femme think"
He was apparently running over the rooms In
his mind. We let him think and presently he
stepped into the little hall and shouted;
'Delcina! Gina! Coon here dis minutel"
Wouldn't you have expected chambermaid
or something Of that sort to appear in obedience
to this summons?
girl came into sight at the end Of the hall:
she evidently had just left the dining-room.
She was dressed just as any well-bred girl In
a New-Engand town Is dressed Of an afternoon
in summer-in some kind Of light stuff. fitting
exclusively. But she had on a long white apron,
and a snowy towel was flung over her shoulder.
She was slender and graceful. and she was re-
markedly pretty with delicate. refined comeN-
ness.
She did not seem to see us: she stood and
waited, looking at Mr.. Jones. was conscious
that Mr. Riddle was gazing at her. though no
seemed not to be aware Of any object but the
young man sitting in the hammock.
"Cna," said Mr.. Jones, you give desc ladies'
de room over here" with a movement of tho
hand I'll take de gentlemen up myself to Nos.
and ~
Delcna now turned toward us.
'I'll show you" she said and began to go up
hall were blue with tobacco smoke. which pro-
ceeded from a room opposite the parlor. where
some dimly seen men sat and played cards and
smoked. 1t was like looking into the mouth OF
q crater to look in there only in craters one does
not usually see vague, manly forms holding
playing cards. these forms may be there but
they are not visible.
Delcina opened door, and we passed on Into
a room with two beds in 1t, an odor Of tobacco
smoke and still stronger odor Of the ocean.
"You can see the harbor from this window
said Delcina drawing up a curtain.
She smiled in an entirely impersonA but very
friendly way. She said she would send up water
and towels; then she left us.
ooh" cried Amabel ferventIy, II just love that
girl"
"She is rather charming responded.
"Charming?" repeated Amabel, she Is an
angel-she never showed that she saw I was in
divided skirts and trousercttes. That's what
call being an angel-and a lady II some one
doesn't horsewhip that creature in the hammock
Up
Amabel paused, owing to tho weakness Of
words
why" said. what did he dor
do? Do?"-,ny friend was pulling off her
gloves and rolling them up IN a ball: she flung
the ball on the bed furtherst from her: she hur-
riedy put her hands up to her head. smoothing
| her hair. but giving quick. effective rufile TO
| the fluffy locks about her forehead.
What did he do? He glared And he openly
suppressed smoker. Openly suppressed It.
| Now ask you to look at me- she walked across
the ROOM Consider me. In these days OF bicy-
cles am I not perfectly respectable-eminenly
respectable? Don't prevaricate"
"Eminently," answered firmly.
Then what did that-that gorilla mean by
suppressing that snickerY'
But, Amabe pray give him credit for the ef-
| fort"
What effort" fercely.
"Why, at suppression"
you needn't uphold him. I'm surprised that
you should uphold thing with an upper lip like