Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1899-08-31

81 AIN a fataiSt. UrIirVe destiny
meets us at the appointed hour, no
sooner. should say go and leave the /
result to chance, but | can't urge this
point of view upon you. | risk moth
Ing but my worthless life and should
have the satisfaction of pcrishing, If
perish ] must on the lands of my IA
theirs. To you it is my plain duty to
point out the obstacles"
Desmond's face frightened. "Oh.
you want to go, then. That settles the
question. So do |. It's only matter
of detail how to do it. We can settle
that when we've got to Stockholm,
sent the wounded to hospital and land
ed Miss Preobeslas."
The colonel looked at his daughter
fondly. Eyes, | was forgetting. You
must remain, Hilmar, mine, though l
puzzle my old wits to think where"
His daughter gazed back at him in
blank amazcment. Father. what can
you be thinking of? | remain when
you 20 to our dear Skelligen without
me! You must be dreaming"
"But, my own, how can / take you
into danger and perchance to deathT
The pale face flushed proudly, and
the blue eyes glanced with a clear
shining into her fathers face. 81 am
your daughter. l claim my right to he
at your side" Then, with n burst OF
sudden entreaty, she continued, And
how could be left alone, father, dar-
! lingY'
| The colonel looked Mt her wistfuly
and chokcd a little sigh. $50 be it,
1 then, dear. We go together it," he
added, with a charming smile, Mr.
| Desmond can tolerate feminine socie-
ty on bachelors yacht"
Mr.. Desmond was so overpowcred by
his astounding luck in having the pros
poet of this delightful maiden for n
fellow adventurer that Mt first words
failed him in which to express his sat
isfaction. He stammcred his pleasure
lamcly enough, but with an earnest
ness that brought a blush to Miss Hill
mars cheeks Her father looked for
moment from his daughter to the
young man. With whimsical express
sion and the barest shrug of tie shout
der he turned away and beckoned
Pladia back to him. Desmond and
Miss Prcobrslas strolled forward.
"D'you think you'll be able to put up
with our rough ways?" said Desmond
I'm afraid you hardly know what
you're letting yourself in for. Have
you all you want in your cabin? We've
never had ladies before in this bachc
lor retreat"
1--WE everything could possibly
wish for" said the girl. And, oh.
can't thank you enough for taking us
To see Skclligen again! The joy of il
is more than | can say
is it your home then? How is II
that your father, Pole has lived st
much in FinlandT
Its the home Of my mother. She
was the daughter of Count WaritZin
and my grandmother was Scotch
lady. have many relatives in Scot
land and passed years there when
was small. Didn't you think it strange
| should speak English as do?'
perhaps did in some ways, yet I
, seems quite right too. You look 81
delightfully."- English, you know On
quite expects it,
1.-THE language of compliment can g
no further" said the girl bowling am
making a charming little courtesy. "E
be told by an Englshman that | re
semble the madens of his heroic rae
:. entirely ovcrpowers me. Attempt Il
further batteries, Mr.. Desmond. | al
beyond them now"
, "You are indeed" said the youn
man, looking wistfully into her smi
ing eyes, and with that word and tn
= lady's blush the conversation endet
but something else had only just b,
gun.