The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-11-13

eyes
you poor dear!" she exclaimed.
tits that nasty old sunstroke which
has got hold of you again. 1 told you
to carry your white umbrella this af-
ternoon when you went to the tennis
courts"
Feebly thepuzzled major followed his
daughter to their hotel, and meekly sub
| mitted to having his head bathed with
| eau-de-cologne and being ordered off
| to bed at an early hour.
The major set himself to solve the
mystery. He purposely / allowed his
, daughter to leave the hotel while he
was still slipping his after dinner wine,
and when he reached his favorite seat
the powerful glasses srce more revealed
the brazen couple billing and cooling
nearly mile from the shore.
AS on the previous evening, he de-
seconded the cliff when he saw the girl
slowly pulling back. Only this time he
/ was careful to keep the boat under OBJ
| servation. His view was uuobstructed
| all the way down excepting for a
stretch of road not hundred yards
long, from which a view of the sea was
hidden by jutting rocks. Major Lang
worthy did this distance at an undig-
nified trot, but when, two minutes later,
the boat again came within his ken it
only contained one occupant.
At very early hour next morning
the major strolled down by the beauty
of the sea- decided to take a morning
row. Selecting the roomiest boat, and
declining all assistance, he laboriousy
pulled out for nearly quarter of a
mile.
When he reached conical buoy
which marked the deep channel, he
paused and scrutinized it y carefully.
His scrutiny did not, however, seem to
satisfy him, for, after a short pause, he
resumed the oars and rowed toward a
second buoy, which, by means of bell
indicated the proximity of a dangerous
sunken rock.
AS is customary, this buoy had an
opening upon one side, which revealed
small platform, with life-lines attached.
capable of affording support for two or
three persons. Scattered upon this
platform were a number of cigaret ends
amidst litter of half burned matches
Upon his return to the shore the ma
jor nonchalantly paid the boatman.
Then, as the latter was on the point Of
hurrying away with satisfied grin, he
electrified the man by suddenly inquir-
ing:
How much time does the young
gentleman pay you to take him to and
from the bell buoy?"
The astonished sailor hesitated, turned
red, and finally in a hang-dog manner !
blurted out:
"A dollar, sir"
II will give you five dollars to take
him out as usual; but allow me to
bring him back this EVENING"" said the
irate parent. b
The contemplation of his own astute-
ness prevented Majer Langworthy from
obtaining much Sleep. When his trav-
cling clock struck the hour of three he |
could not rest longer; so. making some
remark to the night porter about his
sufferings through insomnia, he left the
hotel and wandered down to the shore.
Shivering slightly in the cool morn
ing air, the major pulled toward the
buoy, which doomed family out of the
early mist. After all, he would not
treat the young cub with personal vio-
Ience. He would put him ashore and
laugh at his discontinue
With last stroke the gallant major
was alongside the buoy and scanning
the frail platform, on which he fully ex-
pected to see the forlorn swain. With
A grasp he realized that again his quar-
~ had escaped him. There, on the
grating, lay bundle of clothing, sur
by flaming colored blazer;
out no sign of the owner was there.
All that day and during the next the
major sulked with his daughter, and
he fair Thomasine, on her part.
seemed to be strangely perturbed.
from his point Of vantage Langworthy
Jaw the girl take her usual evenings
but, to her surprise, she
vas not met by Charlie Carew
His triumph however was very
hort-lived. Scarcely had father and
laughter finished their breakfast on the
ucceeding morning, when waiter an
ounced that one of the watermen from
he beach was waiting to see the gen.
leman. The face of Thomasine be-
anne suffused with a vivid red.
you had better leave me alone to see
his person." said the major
Wlllldm onions IWlleu MS cap,
miled vacuous grin, tried TO look
and said he called about that
tile affair the other morning.
For the service you rendered me then
on were amply paid, and the matter is
ow finished
Come, I knows something, and no. l
ody else knows anything about it.
m a poor man, and there's them what
'ould give power Of money to know
hat we knows!'
Almost incoherent With rage the ma !
n suffered; t
Get out of this, you matchmaking u
lscal!" o
80, I'm Matchmaking rascal. am II" h
lid he "Well'--in measured tones-'I I
MT no murderer" Z
'What-what do you mean?" g
This is what I means!" the man
i'd producing from under his guern- II
y a copy of the local paper. and a
,inting to prominent notice. il
Much excitement has been caused" il
ad the paragraph, lover the unac- Il
disappearance of the Hon. 81
Barles Carew, fourth son of the earl of II
ardigan, who has not been seen since I
left the Grand hotel ON the evening g
Friday last Grave apprehensions IA
e entertained, owing to the fact that HI