The Portland daily press., 1898-03-04

light which heraIded another day were
piercing the eastern sky when Lemuel
and Maxwell set foot on the opposite
shore.
The skiG was beached and hidden.
Three oarsmen were given their choice
of returning or casting in their lot with
the two who were to make their own
way as best they could without money
and without scrip through an unknown
region. They sat contentedly munching
the bread they had brought with them
before starting for the nearest railroad
station. Maxwell was rapidly develop
ing philosophical views of life.
81 say, Street, an hour after fellow
has been in danger of having his head
blown off he can breakfast off dry bread
and bottled buttermilk with remarkable
equaninity. Il Nanny Jane had set
me down to such menu as this yester-
day morning, should have howled."
eff you are one of the sort that howls
whenever his breakfast doesn't suit him,
I congratulate them all on getting rid
of you
"Thanks. won It run any risk of be-
ing spoiled by you, I see. I"
"None whatever. We are starting
out on give and take expedition, my
boy, and you need not look for any ia
vors until you get back to Nanny
Jane"
"Oh, that's all right. I bet I can
rough it with you straight through. I
say, speaking of bowling makes me
think of Miss Bascom.
81 am quite sure she is not one of the
bowling sort. y
81 should rather say not. She is as
cold and unimpressionable as grave
stone. Whether she doesn't care or
whether she is one of those women who
can have a wolf tearing out her heart
like that Spartan fellow, WASH t it?-and
give no sign, I'm not prepared to say. )"
Substitute vulture for wolf and
make few other changes in your quo
tation, and it will pass muster. But
what about Miss Bascom?"
"Well, the women made me take out
to her all the letters the company sent
home by Moses. They thought, you see,
that she might extract some sort of COM
fort out Of them, as they teemed with
praises Of her father
"And of Captain Belknap?'
"Yes, Reggie came in for nice share,
but nobody was thinking of that when
they wanted Miss Bascom to read what
his men had written about the colonel.
Before I consented to go out there I
thought I'd rather face a gunboat shell
or any other explosive. -
"You know better now,' said Lem
uel, inspecting the buttermilk bottle
gravely.
"Oh, look here, Street, didn' know
you were one of the sort to rub a thing
in.'
"Neither am on general principles.
That was shabby. Tell me about Miss
Bascom.
"Well, there isn't much to tell. 1t
was who felt like bowling. l told her
why the ladies wanted her to see the
letters, and she said Thank you I
told her Marianne sent word she wanted
to come to see her, and she said
Thank you again. That is about the
sum and substance of our talk. didn't
see any particular object In staying Ion.
ger, and so came away, leaving her
sitting in chair on the front gallery
as white and motionless as a ghost. She
held the bundle Of letters in her hand,
but she hadn't taken single one out of
it's envelope when [ left. !"
"K fancy she is not the sort of woman
who would like stranger to pry into
her feelings. Come, we must be getting
along if we are to reach the railroad by
noon.
Ito be continued.)