The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1901-08-06
BY THE SAD SEA WAVES.

Dick Graham pulled his straw hat over
his eyes and strcde along the beach,
looking neither TO the right nor left.
Fool that I've been" he muttered 10
himself; worn my heart on my sleeve
for al the busy-bodies in town TO pick
at, and all On account OF a pair of
brown eyes owned by the dearest little
glrl ia the world What fools We mortals
be where our hearts are concerned.
Poor Dick. There was method in his
madness. Only three weeks ago this
very night he and Daisy Reynolds stood
on the white sands together, watching
( the sun as il sank beyond the waves with
last grand burst OF fire. and as Daisy
repeated half 10 herself those lines from
the old poem:
And the sun sank down in his regal
splendor,
With a golden promise of another day,
Dick looked into her eyes and finished
for her:
And our lives hsan be filed with the
light of his coming.
With the sunlight of love that shall ne eT
fade away.
he could have sworn that she smiled
back TO him with understanding OF what
he meant, but moment more and the
girl was her old gay self again, laugh
ing merrily as he followed her over the
IN state Of alternated joy and despair.
The final collapse of his air castles
came rather suddenly when another Dick
stepped in and began to appropriate his
little friend. Richard Stanhope had
evinced only friendly interest in Daisy
until-well. Daisy's rich uncle came from
the West, and Daisy became a much
more interesting young lady. naturally.
DICK kicked ViciOuSly at an unOffend-
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terly OF all this, and wondered if Daisy
was the kind of girl TO be won by pair
Of broad shoulders and an English ac-
cent. However, he realized that she had
never given Stanhope the least encour-
agement, and that fact helped to soothe
his ruffled feelings.
I'm going to settle this thing at the
first opportunity" he thought. Better
hear my fate from her lips than from
the ready tongues about the hotel or else
where"
Only that morning the entertaining bit
OF gossip had been thrown his way over
the breakfast table that Miss Reynolds
and that Mr.. Stanhope are inseparable;
and they make such a handsome pair
too. Shouldn't wonder, ahemi-"
Dick had remained perfectly obliv-
ious
He thought Of the walks thew had
haps never again-he suddenly stopped
for could there be two hats with white
roses so alike in all the world? The
owner was seated by the side of mon
ster rock ahead Of him, sketching idly
He crept silently up on the other side
No, there were not two hats alike fol
the brown curls underneath settled al
once the ownership Of the said hat and
curls, and Dick almost held his breath
oc ha y,
was drawing. Only the rough sketch
Of a mans face with the hat drown down
over his eyes, so that little more than
the mouth was visible. "TantalizatiOnr'
thought Dick; that mouth belongs tc
q hundred men,
She suddenly stopped, and, then, on z
second thought, wrote rapidly under
Meath The face love best in all the
world Dick"
Horrors! His foot slipped. and a stone
went tumbling down to her very feet
She jumped up with a cry Of surprise
dropping her book and crayons on the
sand.
Dick could but make the best of the cir
cUmstances. Yes, see, Daisy. I was
tempted by the little god of curiosity, and
being tempted-fell, I trust you will for
give me"
The smile faded from his face. Daisy
Ie Sdlus coming nearer 10 ner, 1 may
as well confess that l saw all that YOU
were writing, besides the picture. ] must
know the rest OF that name you were
going to write. You know the stories
that are going around; you know youI
name is coupled with Richard Stanhope' s
as if the fellow verify owned you. And
little girl, you must know, besides, that
/ love you Don't you understand what
all these walks, all these hours spent
with you have been to me? Let me
know, Daisy, what you We're going tc
write. Better the worst from your lips
than from others?''
Daisy's cheeks had grown rosy red as
the scarf she wore as he went on Only
once she had raised her eyes to his.
Poor, blind mankind, Do you have tc
be told IN so many words? AS he finished
she made a sudden step forward, snatch
ed the book from hi sgrasp, and, with a
laugh and a teasing look in her brown
eyes, ran quickly up the wooden steps
[ leading to the cottages behind them. AS
she reached the top, GREATNESS. she lean
ed far over the rocky hedge.
Dick" she cried softly. He turned and
looked UP at her as he had never looked
before. She smiled down at him brightly
1T wasn't Stanhope. Boston Post