The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-04-11

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had heard Of him as being a very learn
ed man, and had noticed a review Of
one Of his scientific works only yester-
day in a newspaper, but the hotel girls
called him horrid dry old stick, wo-
man-hater and a thoroughly silent and
unsociable old bachelor. she remem-
bered that Mary Dale. who sat at the
same table with him last summer. Baid
that he actually turned pale and fed
for his lie II a woman spoke to him,
and here he was talking with her In
the easiest and most natural way.
Probably he thought her occupation
placed her so FAR beneath him that
there was no possibility Of fiirtatious
designs on her part. And she drew
herself up with an air Of pride. and be-
came absorbed in her own thoughts,
quite ignoring her passenger. He had
asked the second time 10 be allowed to
look at her sketch. before she heard
him, and then she submitted It to his
examination with avery IN grace.
II is nothing, or at least merely an
outline to serve for future use" she
said coldly.
All" said the Professor his ooun-
tenance kindling behind his huge spec
tacles. Nothing more is needed to
show the hand Of a true artist. You
surely win succeed, II you have not,
already"
DO You paint pictures. too?" inquir-
ed Phebe. looking rather puzzled at HIS
warmth.
mot at all: but have an enthusi-
asm for art, and when was assc ID
was educated at a German university
l got IN with a set Of artists and art
students and became so much interest
ed in their work. that gained some
knowledge Of it."
When they arrived al their destina-
tion, in spite Of the perhaps dangerous
illness Of his old friend Bowen, the
Professor. was truly sorry and express
ed his mind to that effect
"And I am so glad you happened to
need my services" returned Phebe
frankly. 1--WE learned so much from
your conversation and enjoyed it so
much, too. l feel deeply indebted to
you, truly"
He colored with delight. He felt as
II he had been made over anew, as he
did when very young and harbored rosy
illusions. Perhaps you will take me
again some day. soon," he stammered
as Tony drew alongside with the row
boat which was to land him at the slip
two or three yards away.
Il shall be delighted to take you at
any time. But you did not like to
come with me to-day. Professor" she
laughed. you came only because you
must come and there was no one else
to take you. You had no faith in my
ability as a captain. And there has
been no weather to test It to-day. The
boat managed herself You may not
fare so we'll at my hands the next
time"
The Professor looked very uncom-
Portable but thought he should be will
ing to take the risk. and expressed &
desire to sail to Blair's Island early in
the next week.
Bowen's illness proved to be quite
serious and the Professor felt Obliged
to remain with him for several days
When he returned to Green Harbor, al
the landlady OF the Atlantic House
termed It, the summer visitors we're a
their height. The piazza was crowded
with new arrivals Of both sexes. bu
there were more young ladies thar
anything else. who regarded him will
frank scrutiny as he passed into thu
hall. At the table there was such I
chattering and confusion that on
could hardly retain his senses. Every
one was planning to 60 somewhere ans
the Professor felt his blood boilinl
with indignation to hear some young
men, IN jaunty tennis and yachting
costumes, talking about the little Cap
tain, which Of course meant Phebe, II
terms Of the warmest admiration. Tit
Professor gazed at them over his spec
tacles, but the obnoxious youths dis
not heed him in the least. And then
to crown all. the young lady besldl
him, the one who had inquired II hl
liked horses, looked up in his face viii
one Of her innocent. infantile glances
and said. isn't she a dear little Cap
tain? Have you met her, Professor
1 suppose not. as believe you do no
sail"
The professor colored to the roots o.
his hair. even his spectacles seemed L
glow with indignation. but he ignored
the question and the speaker entirely
He felt very much like sailing thal
afternoon. There was a delicate littl,
breeze that futtered the bachelors
buttons and shook of the petals Of ths
poppies in the gardens Of the Greer
Harbor folk. and though it would not
push a yacht along fast enough e
suit sailing people In general, hs