Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1900-09-13
KENNEDY.
BY ANNABFL DWIGHT.

A pretty cove making in from the
ocean, a strip of white sand. and some
tail. gray cliffs for background; and
such Il bright. breezy morning! The
cool waves leaped joyously in the June
sunshine, and caught thousand gilt
tering rays in the golden light.
Kennedy was just pushing off for
the Yacht, as Beatrice Grant, accom-
panied by her friend. Miss Lizzie Full
ton. came down to the pier.
Kennedy was the new skipper The
last one, Dawson, had been discharged
for drunkenness. and this man put in
his place.
Kennedy was dark and handsome. of
magnificent build. and had decidedly
picturesque look. in his red shirt ana
white straw hat.
Beatrice, who was quite an artist,
looked at him appprovingly with her
great, calm, innocent eyes. as, seeing
that she wished to speak with him. he
brought his boat about, and stepped
out upon the pier.
rs the Spray nearly ready. Ken
nedy:" she asked, graciously. Our
party arrived today, and papa says
we are only waiting now for you and
the wind" a little smile revealed the
tips of her white teeth.
IF the wind is fair. we can start to-
morrow, Miss Beatrice" said Ken
nedy. with an answering smile. which
held an undertook of tenderness, as
his gaze rested upon the girls fair face.
Very WELL" she returned, in calm
Inconsistencies that the handsome
shipper had presumed to admire her.
She turned away, and as she did so,
darned gray silk glove fell upon the
,ier.
Lizzie Fulton who was rather near
sighted looking back, whispered hur-
riedly to Beatrice:
Il believe that man has picked up
your glove"
Beatrice turned back
Kennedy was standing quietly, with
folded arms, looking after her.
Kennedy" with sort of cold state
illness. "did YOU pick up my glove"
"Your glove, Miss Beatrice:" he
said, imperturbably. "Oh no.
And then. as the young ladies moved
on, he threw himself once more into
the boat, and pulled swiftly for the
Spray, riding gracefully at anchor
Just off the shore
Once OH the deck OF the dainty yacht,
he drew from an inner pocket or his
loosened shirt : small. crumpled, gray
glove. This he smoothed gently in
his strong brown palm. tenderness and
amusement both struggling in the
smile which crept into his hazel eyes.
"a proud little lady" he said softly,
az he put the glove back again.
1t was a jolly party which left
Grant Ledge on the following morning.
for a cruise along the Atlantic coast.
Mr.. Grant was the reputed possessOr
Of a handsome fortune: and his moth r
less daughter, lovely. talented. and
just 10 had invited most of her own
particular set, with one or two elder
ly ladies. for propriety's sake. and now
they We're off for month or two of de-
lightful sailing.
Among the party there were one or
two would-be lovers of the girl. and
tai speeches. she would find Kennedy.
and talk TO him about the weather.
and the course of the yacht, etc. and
Kennedy, thoroughly understanding
her maneuvers would aid her with
only half frepressed amusement in his
eyes.
But one time. rs she approached the
A..
of the vessel threw her forward. and
ns he caught her upon one arm. he
brushed Ills lips lightly over the bright
brown waves of her hair. 4 delicate.
bright color flooded her cheeks Instant,
ly aud the small head crested itself
with the statelincss of "A queen.
Kennedy" she cried. Indignantly
''you forget Yourself. How dare you
presume sof'
kenncdy's dark face smiled down
at her with conscious strength aud
Ianllness.
II dare Ia presume IN many WAYS
Miss Bee, II cared TO-" he said. calm
".
"Yon must not call me Miss Zee. y
TIE ssfl corrected, hahghlily, lire lash
ing from her clear brown eyes; that
name Is only for the friends In my
own stntion. Aud de- noi smile at m,
In that way, kennedyl Your very looL
II presumptuous."
Kennedy hlt his smiling lips undel
bis heavy moustache, aud turned hli
eaze seaward.
"Mlss BeatFice,' he sald gently; "yo,
sre q VERY fortunate lady. as proud o.