The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1898-12-16

times and wherever | am my souId will
be close to 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 lovesick
lad buried his face i'm his hands
by Jove, you've got it bad, Bessie"
| sald. II thought was fond of the girl
that saved my life at Limerick, bat
my affection is but as a tallow dip
alongside st. Elmos light compared to
yours"
Don't chaff me any more. will you
Paddy?" and the hapless lover looked
pleadingly at me.
II will not, Bessy. | don't wonder
that Nora fell in love with you: YOU
are too good looking for n man. And
promise you that if on my watch on
I deck see st. Elmos light I'll send Cog
thompson to pull you out by the hecls.'
After this conversation I noticed a
change for the better i'm Bescoby. lie
has lost his moudiness and gave sucn
hot shots To his tOrmentors. who used
to chan him for their digestion. that
think he felt relieved that he had told
me his story. and | listened to the en-
tire tale of his meeting with and en-
gagement to the Irish beauty.
| hoped that she had not beer flirting
with my chum, but even as he told the
story of their love I was villain enough
to conclude in my own mind that Nora
was looking out for n rich husband, and
was getting her hand in by practicinS
on BescOby. There was such q straw
berry and cream flavor about the busi-
ness, n Paul and Virginia atmosphere,
that ! felt my countrywOman was sim
ply amusing herself with the Suscepti-
BILE young sailor and nothing more.
TWO days aftcrWard we brought up
in Hakodatc. There were few NOR.
chantmen i'm the harbor and an English
yacht. At mess that evening one of
our fellows who had been ashore gave
us all the gossip of the place.
That YaCh, is the Spray" he said
"and belongs tc a rich Scotch lord who
has large party on board. The con-
sui told me all about them. His ,runt
anL married sister are chaperOning the
girls. One is awful pretty. an Irish
girl. She is engaged To his lordship.
and they are to be married at the Brit
ish embassy at Hong Kong. | saw, We
must give them a dance Just think
now jo'IN! Here we are. away fruri
home and tn" lots of English girls we
know. Hey for i've maids of merry.
merry England. Wouldn't it be grand
If We got to Pong Kong in time for tho
wedding"
WHATS the owners nance" asked.
Lord Gilnour. \ jolly Young chan,
too. Has grand shooting and grca.
place somewhere near Glasgow"
~ want "a see YOU for Il minute,
Paddy"
| looked around ana R"scoby was at
my elbow. He was strangely pale. and
his eyes wore 4 wild and most lnnat-
ural expression.
Paddy" he said. as he stood at ono
OF the starbnard ports, there is some.
thing aWfully wrong. I know this Lord
filmDur 1t was at his house STAYED
1t was there | met Nora. And he was
attentive to her. | remember, but she
did not Se"m to care about him. Ana
now she is ON this Yachting cruise with
him. And h" is engaged t. some ona
ON noard. Ch. Paddy, | know there is
something wrong"
"NonSrnse, heiay all that stuff" |
said, cheerily. "Ir Nora is on board.
which is not probable. there are other
irish girls I'm the world, and it does not
follow that the Scotchman is engaged
70 her"
He shook his head. and as he walked
away l felt just as sorely as if I had
heard the story that his Nora was the
lords fianco, and that she had used
him to bring her laggard To the propos-
ing point.
BcscOby lost no time i'm confirming
his suspicious. | met him on the
"a fa,NE
and he told mo that he had seen one
of the yachtsmen, and got the whole
story from him.
The false Nora was soon to become
Lady GilmOur and she had thrown
her midshipman lover completely over
board.
Il met her. Paddy" the poor fellow
said, "and she smiled at me and shook
hahdS' nut 1t was as if l was a pleas
ant acquaintance and nothing more
Lofd fllmour was quite friendly. and
spoke of the shooting and invited me
ON board. | had only one chance to
speak to her, and | whispered Nora.
nave you forgotten?' and she laughed
ana SAID with am air of a woman of
the world: You silly boy; | want YOU
10 forget all that nonsense. But it is
again. Never, never"
'Bosh,' said !, slappinE him on the
back, you'll get over all this WHY
that girl that saved my life in LINER
lex and who swore / was the only
man she ever loved, was married a
week afterwards tO a wealthy tanner
ana had the impudencc to send me
one of her wedding cards"
But all this well-meant consolation
mad no effect upon my friend, and
was glad when we got underway. and
pointed for the Straits Of Sunda. Bes-
coby went about his duty in a dun.
mechanical sort of way. and even the
felloWs who used to persecute him most
had respect for his despondency, al
though they knew not the cause. He
never mentioned the name of his false
sweetheart again, and / avoided an
reference to the subject.
| was in he second hour of a deIi-
cious sleep r ,,w nights afterwards
when somebody grasped me Violently
by the arm ana shook me.
Rouse up, sir; rouse up" cried Cor
Thompson, hurriedly. Il think There is
something wrong with Mr.. Bescobv
He is alOft on the mizzen royal. and
sent one of the boys after him and
the boy came back and said that he
was talking TO himself and mutterinr
something about st. Elmo's light, and
! am afraid sir, that he is out of his
mind"
While l was hurriedly pulling On nv
trousers the marine told me that that
singular phenomenon had been seen
hrst on the main truck, and that an
other ball of fire had rested for mo-
met on the end of the mizzen royal
yardarm The minute Mr.. Bescoby saw
this he rushed aloft and laid out on tie