Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1902-08-07

| ton to his passengers he steered for it,
Bow, way enough!'' he called out as
the boat glided under the yacht S coun-
ter, and, grasping the companion ladder
ropes, he leaped aboard. In few hur-
ried words he explained the situation to
Mr. Robert Grey, her owner, and sug-
gested that he should send the belated
passengers to St. Kentigern by the
launch. Grey assented with the easy
good nature Of youth, wealth and indo-
lence and lounged from his cabin to the
side. The consul followed. Looking
down upon thu boat, he could not help
observing that his fair Dung passenger,
sitting in her demure stiffness at her
fathers side, made a very pretty pic
ture 1t was possible that Bob Grey
had made the same observation, for he
presently swung himself over the gang
way into the gig, hat in hand. The
launch could easily take them-in fact,
he added unblushingly, itwas even then
getting up steam to go to St. Kentigern.
Would they kindly come on board until
1t was ready? At an added word or two
Of explanation from the consul the father
accepted, preserving the same formal
pride and stiffness, and the transfer
was made. The consul, looking back as
his gig swept round again toward Ban
mock pier, received their parting salu-
tatlons and the first smile he had seen
On the face of his grave little passenger
He thought it very sweet and sad.
He did not return to the consulate at
St Kentigern until the next day. But
he was somewhat surprised to find Mr.
Robert Grey awaiting him, and upon
some business which the young million
aire could have easily deputed to his
captain Or steward. AS he still fingered
the consul pleasantly referred to his
generosity Oh the previous day and
hoped the passengers had given him no
rouble.
"No," said Grey, with slight simu-
lation of carelessness. "In fact, I came
up with them myself. I had nothing to
dot was Sunday, you know
The consul lifted his eyebrows slight
~.
eyes, saw them home,'' continued
Grey lightly. ''In one of those by
streets not far from here; neat looking
house outside; inside, corkscrew stone
staircase, like lighthouse; fourth floor,
no lift, but she circled up like swal-
low. Flat-sitting room, two bedrooms
and a htchen-mighty snug and ship
shape, and pretty as pink. They own
II fnO-fo11av orfo q
Seems to be way they have here in St.
Kentigern. :" He paused and then add
ed, ''Staid there to a kind of high
tea.
''Indeed!'' said the consul
"Why not? The old man wanted to
return my hospitality and square the
account. He wasn't going to lie under
any obligation to stranger, and, by
Jove he made it special point of hon
or. A Spanish grandee couldn't have
been more punctilious. And with an
accent, Jerusalem! like northeastern off
the Banks But the feed was in good
taste, and he only a mathematical in
strument maker on about $1,000 a
year. -
''You seem to know all about him.
said the consul smilingly.
''Not SO much as he does about me, :"
returned Grey, with a half perplexed
face, "for he saw enough to admonish
me about my extravaganza and even to
intimate that that rascal Saunderson,
my steward, was imposing on me. She
took me to task, too, for not laying the
yacht up on Sunday, that the men could
go to kirk, and for swearing at a
bargeman who ran across our bows It's
their perfect simplicity and sincerity in
all this that gets me. You'd have
thought that the old man was my guard
ian and the daughter my aunt. - After
a pause he uttered a reminiscent laugh.
'She thought we ate and drank too
much on the yacht and wondered what
we could find to do all day. ALI this,
you know, in the gentlest, caressing
sort Of voice, as if she was really con-
cerned, like ones own sister. Well, not
exactly like mine,'' he interrupted him
self grimly but, hang it all, you know
what mean. You know that our girls
oVeI GueIe ndVeu you GndG Gr1ck OF
voice-too much self assertion, I reck-
on; things made too easy for them by
US men. Habit of race, I dare say He
laughed little. "Why, mislaid my
glove when I was coming away, and it
was as good as play to hear her COM
miserating and sympathizing and hunt
ing for it as if We're lost baby
But you've seen Scotch girls before
this, ~ said the consul. ''There were
Lady Glairn's daughters, whom you
took on cruise
eyes, but the swell Scotch all imi-
Iate the English, as everybody else
loes, for the matter of that, our girls
included, and they're all alike. Society
makes 'em fit in together like tongued
and grooved planks that will take any
amount Of holystoning and polish It's
like dropping into a dead calm, with
every rope and spar that you know al
ready reflected back from the smooth
water upon you. It's mighty pretty, but
it isn't getting on, you know" After a
pause he added, II asked them to take
a little holiday cruise with me- -