The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1899-02-16
Meantime Carter was breaking every


win a round. 1t was marvellous
spring, far out and away from the
churn of the screw, and turning easily,
plump he went on a header into the
dancing bay. What beats the grace of
a perfect dive?
Every lovely girl in sight screamed in
fright and admiration. The band broke
in the middle of bar. The harsh gong
sounded man overboard!" and the
crew dashed to quarters. But the lead
grip of a Thomas on his ratified blow
ers, striking happily up Put Me Off at
Buffalo," Gained the passengers, and
Carter, bobbing along, shook the water
from his name like lion and struck
easily out for the pier. The men
cheered briskly.
The crew of steam yacht rounding
Harbor point, saw the affair, and its
tiny brass cannon doomed with the
sullen ferocity of Skye terrier.
The jolly boat went over in trice,
and the passengers of the receding
Ma1itou saw the crew of the yacht up
beside the swimmer before the steamer
launch was half way to him. There
was an instant's confab before he
would climb into the boat. Whether it
related to the fare or the destination
they could not tell, but we may.
Why, certainly; yes; but I'm for
Harbor Springs pier. Whose yacht is
that? Mr.. Davis? The Witch? Oh,
well, I don't mind, if you're going in
anyway" said Carter, climbing into
the boat. I'll be hanged if this bay isn't
colder than the lake"
Shaking hands with Davis on the
Chicagoans, and they disappeared for
an instant, to fit Carter out with ducks
and yachting cap and pea jacket.
By this time the yacht was steaming
up to the pier. 1t was tremendous re-
ception. The wharf was crowded. But
Carter spied Mrs. Macy the minute he
landed.
Lucky I saw you, Mrs. Macy" he
smiled, bowling.
mir. Carter! Saints above! Was it
you who jumped from the Manitou?
Merciful heaven! Come right over to
the Kensington. What possessed you?
Do you feel drowned, or anything?"
Not a Bit" declared Carter. But
I've been looking over this whole in
fernal peninsula for you" he continued,
edging away from the crowd with her.
That is. for you and Kate. 1 jumped
off to see her"
But, Mr.. Carter! Kate just got
aboard the Manitou for Chicago. She's
on the boat. Didn't you see her?"
See her? See who? Kate? Well, if
I'm not the"
"Oh, Mr.. Carter!"
Carter looked at Mrs. Macy hard for
an instant while he tried to figure out
the true situation. ~
''She went down with Mrs. Mattson to
get few things for me; she's coming
right back on the return trip. Isn't it
too bad ?"
But Carter had resolved. He turned
to the clerk.
"When is there train for Chicago?"
There's one leaves Petoskey for Chi
cago in 30 minutes"
where's Petoskey?"
"Just across the bay"
''Have 1 got to swim it to catch that
train? 2"
Not at all; the steam launch is just
ready to start. I'll hold it for you"
"Do, and I'll bless you. Mrs. Macy,
I've got to see Kate pretty soon, or go
crazy. Understand? I'll meet her at
the boat when it gets there. Good-by."
She squeezed his hands and sent many
messages; but he caught the train.
The Manitou backed up to the Rush
street docks in Chicago next day, and
Duncan Carter stood by at the gangway
in his pea jacket. When Kate Macy
tripped fastidiousiy down the slivered
plank a nautical-looking gentleman
caught her eye.
"Mr. Carter!"
with apologies"
where on earth did you come from?"
Traverse Bay-if that's on earth.
Caught the train. How do, Mrs. Matt
son. Why did jump? Just to shake
hands with your mother. This way
I've got carriage"
They all went to the Auditorium.
Carter didn't get much of a chance to
talk until after dinner. Happily, Mrs.
Mattson was considerate. When her
business agent arrived to talk over real
estate matters Carter and Miss Macy
found themselves vis-a-vis with moth
ing to say.
81 can't understand" she persisted,
why ever you did such crazy thing.
Suppose you had been drowned? You
used to be truthful-even brutally
frank. Tell me why you jumped"
"Just to apologize"
"To whom?"
"To you"
"What foT-telling the truth?"
"For daring to tell it."
81 am grateful to you"
"No~? doT't freeze me. You're colder
than Traverse Bay. Kate-I-if didn' t
if l hadn't-tbought so much of you
I couldn't have done it,"
"If l weren't grateful, do you suppose
/ would have followed what you point
ed out to me? Or that I'd be sitting
hero with Won nOvo conSiderinr how