Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1902-04-12


he. same time a nice feeling for ef-
feet. which shows an immense ad-
vance ON your previous work. You
seem. so 10 speak. TO have put all your
strength into the work 1t does you
immense credt-it really does. old
chap"
''Some meaning in 1t. too. And
lat's the point where you always
lied before"
TO the intense disgust OF Willie.
city Nell was evidently much
lused by these remarks And. al
ough a feeling of condescending
altitude to her abject admirer made
try TO control her enjoyment. Cliff
saw in her blue eyes Il merri-
Mt none the less keen that she sub.
lsscatward manifestation.
ats easy 10 chaff." grumbled Will
ale. holly. Perhaps you'd like to try
the work yourselves
mo. old chap. We should never get
that depth of color" said Otto. calmly
surveying the artists heated. crimson
face.
1T wants n natural aptitude for that
-
well. you can take yourselves off
If you have nothing better to do than
y find fault with what you haven't
&c pluck TO do yourselves" said Viii
&c. sharply.
We're not finding faalt. We are
expressing our admiration" said Otto.
And we are quite ready to try our
hand ourselves" said Clifford. as.
with n sudden burst of energy. born
of his desire to linger in the neighbor-
hood of Nell. he threw off his own
cat, and struggled for possession of
'.e tarss-ush.
But Willie resisted. and there was
anger of their both suffering severe
from the nature of the prize. when
@ object of so much singular loyalty
terposed.
III you really are SO full of energy
ut you need some vent for It," said
e. in a voice which was full of sus-
stions of demure marriment. you
ght help pull up those boats"
nd she glanced nj two of the small
asure-craft in the river. both of
ich had evidently suffered some in
v.
witness.
clifford set about the task with en-
.siusiasm. and. not without difficulty.
succeeded in bringing the boats up on
the Shiny bank.
II was warm work. and rs Otto
Conybeare made no offer to assist him.
i. was n long time before Clifford
managed. first by baling the WAGER
out OF the boats with an old pail and
then by turning them little on one
side when he had partly dragged them
Gus. and emptying them. to finish his
task. When he nj last raised his head
with n great sign of satisfaction. he
|. saw- in the river below i weather
Ns-Ieaten old punt. in which sat Il young
fisherman of the realistic. not the oper-
attic. kind. wearing n hard felt haT. Il
stained jersey. and huge pair o. sea
boots. who regarded him with AZ air
OF mingled pity and contempt.
She always gets mOOgs TO do her
dirty work. she do" he observed. with
n Jerk of the head in the direction of
fair Nell And the better dressed
they are. the more She likes it. On,
she : a rare un. sue ne.
Now. 1t is not in human nature To
ike being classed among the 'mOogs.'
and Clifford. who could hardly flush
= dceper crimson than he had already
done with his exertions. tried TO as
sumo an air of philOsophic Indifference
in vain.
I'm afraid ycu are not chivalrous
nay man." said he. thrusting his arms
into his coat and feeling thar he would
lil.. 10 plunge into the river.
y don't care 10 phil tire ear; out OF
my body and get 10 thank ior it, r..
.oincd the fisherman.
Clifford. in spite Of his assumed stole
ism. began 10 feel like Il fool IL,
looked toward the spot where Neil had
been standiIg beside the shed. ant
cav that she. as we'll as his TIVE
friends. had disappeared. The fisher
man gTinned ard suck the end OF NJ
old pioe in his mouth with an air oi
snug satisfaction.
- wasn't fashionable enough for her
wasn't: an | thank my stars for il;
MS saved ny back many Il good load.
Then Clifford felt satisfied that i
was pique ii having his own advance.
rejected which caused the young fish
crmaE to be so contemptuous. So hi
said, without irritation:
Il should have thought no maj
would mind doing mans work t
save a woman's hands"
The fisherman pufied away at hi
dirty little pipe Tor few moments II
silence.
"Them's fine words nc said. at last
"An' maybe I'd say the same of som
women. But not for little light-fin
4 cered hussy like ycn." and he ierke'
mis- head viciorsly in the direction
the Blue Lion.
Light fingered- exclaimed Clifford
with some Indignation. do you know
what you mean by that:"
"Sh'd hist think did! Why, yo'
ne folks about here what sort Q
r the Blue IAon'~ he'd sine