The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1902-10-16

catboat; and his first gasped-out
word was characteristic of the man.
IL told that gandering loon of
an lngineer he'd lose Mr.. Grierson's
boat, and he's done it the moo! And
LIS warrant she cost pretty penny,
too"
With the lake still dashed into fury
by the squall, which was now spend
ing itself in spiteful catspaws, Girls
void had his hands full with the
"Sprite;" and yet in all the distrac-
ton of it he saw the shadow of a
smile in Charlotte's eyes, and found
time to answer it. Found time for
this, and for the thought which
welled up in sudden ecstacy at this
little lovers proof of the consanguin-
ity of kindred souls. But after that
he became the cool and intrepid
sailor-man again.
Taking the tiller, he let the catboat
fall off until he could speak the
yacht.
"sloop ahoy!" he called; "have you
got them all?"
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blown back on the gale.
"All right; we have that one,"
shouted Griswold; and at the word,
the two boats shot apart, each to
make it's laboring way towards the
Wahaskan haven.
Andrew Galbraith was silent on the
short run before the gale to the pier
| N ~ Tos, or
one thing, he was not man of many
words; and for another, he was
chilled through and thoroughly I'M
comfortable.
| None the less, he made shift to
thank his rescuers in fitting phrase
at the point of debarkation, and to
intimate, as gentleman might, that
his gratitude would wait upon a fit
ting opportunity to take a more sub
stantial form. Charlotte offered to
walk home, that Griswold might see
Mr.. Galbraith safe to his hotel, but
this the old man would by no means
permit.
ma, na," he said, relapsing, as he
did now and then, into the Scottish
mother-tongue. I'm wet as any
drowned rat, but I'm not that badly
flashed. Take the Teddy home, Mr..
Griswold, and do you two be seeing
after yourselves. You're as wet as
I am
Accordingly, Griswold accompanied
Charlotte to her own gate, and then
went home to change his clothes.
Just what he meant to do afterwards
was not very clearly defined, but dur
ing the changing interval he made up
his mind with sudden determination
Whatever should come of it, the
thing for which all other things must
wait must be said. He had reached
the parting of the ways; he knew, as
he might have known from the mo-
ment of love-making on the Belle
julie" that life without Charlotte to
share it with him would henceforth
be no more than a shadow of the
real.
He had a good excuse for going
straight away back to DR.. Farnham's
The very least he could do would be
to call and ask if she had come
through the adventure with no worse
consequence than shock and wet
ting. And yet, when he had let him
self out of Mrs. Holcomb's gate he
did not 60 directly to the house on
the lakes edge. Instead, he made a
long detour, walking aimlessly and
deeply buried in thought. This thing
which he was about to do was not
to be done lightly. So far from it,
the more he pondered over it the
more he realized that it was likely
to prove the turning point in his life
Now, that he gave himself the back
ward glance which he had steadily
refused since the morning of the
Bayou bank incident to take, he saw
that he had been living tentatively;
passing from day to day as one who
waits upon the event of the day;
looking neither backward nor for
ward. Though he had worked faith
fully, doing the thing that lay next
to his land, he knew now that his
work, on his book or in the office
with Raymer, had been purely ex-
trinsic to any well-considered future.
But now the future demanded
thoughtful consideration-woul have
it, whether or no; and, as was in
evitable, the past colored every fore
casting picture.
For one thing, he had come to that
stone of stumbling which he had
forseen in his earliest imaginings
touching his future relations with
Charlotte. Without being unduly be-
sotted, the hope that he should not
plead with her in vain was almost an
assurance. If he could gain his own
consent to let the past lie buried in
oblivion the vista of the future
opened out before him with all the
barriers to happiness brushed aside
And yet, try as he might to resolve
to hold his peace touching the past,
he could not bring himself to the
point of taking her conscience I'M
awares. He was far enough from
realizing that his own conscience was
interposing this obstacle He
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