The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1900-07-22
"NONB BUT THE BRAVE"
Or the Way a Coward Lover Won His
Sweetheart.
BY PRINCE It. WOODS

BY PRINCE It. WOODS.
YOU and"
Now, Tom Dalton, stop right where you
are. I've told you often enough that
like you. You have been my friend and
playmate ever since I was a little girl
and 1 will always like you as a friend.
No, sir! I won't listen 10 any love-mak-
ing. I won't marry you, sir and that's
the end ont. I will marry no one but a
brave man, and don't love any body, and
-
But, Mary, surely l.
There you so again. sir If you ever
mention love to me again l will never
speak to you, as sure as my name is Mary
Hart"
'Oh, If you put it that way I'll really
have to retire, for 1 couldn't survive the
punishment How do you know I'm not
the brave man."
And I've known you all these years
and-but l won't have it brought up
again, and there's an end ont, sir"
We'll, well! If woman will, she will;
and if she won't, she won't and there's
the end ont" quoted Tom, gaily Every
dog has his day, Mary, what do you say
to a sail down the bayA Let's have that
mother of yours and take a run down to
Elm Island for dinner at Cobbs farm and
a bath at the short beach. It's a fine
morning for a sail, and III be bound III
learn 10 swim this time"
Tom Dalton, If there ever was-well, /
know there wasn't. And l really began to
think you were serious, sir. But mother
never would venture out in that crazy
knockabout of yours. Wouldn't it be
jolly? I'd love to GO"
ITS all right about the knockabout, She
is high and dry for a new coat of copper
paint. Capt. Doyle has his new schooner
Willie, and told me this morning he should
run down to Elm come flood tide Whit
do you say, May? And-you know was
in earnest and"
"Say! I'm off TO mamma at once" and
before he could declare what he was in
earnest about, she was running swiftly up
the pier, shouting back to him: You
naughty boy, I'll bet you box of choco-
lates l am first at the house, sir"
Mary Hart was the only daughter Of
the widow of Col. Hart Of the Indian serv-
ice.
The Colonel had been both soldier and
business man. and when he had been kill
ed in a jungle fight, soon after Mary's
birth. he had left his widow a comfortable
income. ~
She had come TO America and settled in
one of the quiet New England seashore
villages in cosy cottage adjoining the
estate of Mrs. Dalton, who was an old
school friend. The young people had
grown up together and had been friends
since childhood.
Tom Dalton, a happy go-lucky young
man, had inherited an independent income
from his father, and now, having passed
his finals at the law school, was about to
practice his profession in Boston. lie
loved Mary Hart with all his heart; but,
in spite Of himself, he could not be serious
about his lovemaking, though bound to
win her.
And the little mink herself threw din
culties enough in the way by bringing him
sharply TO account whenever he attempt
ed to breach the subject. She didn't pro-
pose to love or be loved. And II she ever
could be so foolish It must be brave man.
None but the brave deserve the fair,
and you ar'nt brave; you know you are
not. SIR
Flood tide found them Swimming down
the bay on the natty little schooner Willie,
I'm a spanking breeze, jumping at the sea
like nettlesone horse, while Capt. Doyle
stood at the wheel eXtolling her virtues to
Mrs. Hart. The young people were camp
ed comfortably on the deck at the wind
ward side OF the mainmast.
Great, isn't it?" said Tom Now
what would you say TO lobster chowder
for dinner?'
Tom you villain! You have been plot
ting this spree with Cobb. You know ]
dote on lobster chowder"
Down there last week Told EN- we'd
be down. Tried to get mother TO come.
but she wouldn't step her foot in aything
smaller than a liner"
and you never told? I can hardly be-
lieve il. I never know when to believe
you, SIR"
Fact Sure enough this time, isn't It.
Capt. Doyle?'
Fact, sure" said the skipper. Me an
Mr.. Dalton had a bit Of run down 70
Elm last Tuesday. Tight bit OF weather
coming home, too"
Thomas Dalton, do you mean that you
were down here in last Tuesdays gale
and never told ? And you let Us think you
had been detained In Boston on business"
Get fl straight from Doyle" qouth
Tom.
The Cobbs were on the beach 10 welcome
them. Master Harry had hauled his pots
that morning. and there would be lobster
chowder for dinner ct 2 O'Clock. Would
they Try q dip at the short beach BY the