The evening Republican., 1902-09-11


forgot Put and all else as he leaned
across the open window sill at
Nevair's chatting with Gabrielle
and catching the trick Of her long
dark eyes.
The dreamy golden days of summer
passed, and the sumac Haunted scar
let banners on every hillside that
dipped to meet the straits. and still
the Bon Ami swung idly on he
ropes at the old half-sunken landing
at Mandego Point.
Puts pulses leaped when he look
cd from her to the broad sweep of
blue water that called to him to
come back, but every breeze around
the point bore the love Of his heart
to Gabrielle as it danced down to
the island, 30 he stayed on and
trusted his fate to Danny's soft
tongue.
Tn Ter the rose vine Gabrielle lis
tened, a rose stem between her teeth,
while Danny spoke of Mandego
Point.
Hes too old for you, Gay dar-
ling. It's 80 he is, if he's q day, and
the old devil thinks you'll fly like q
bird to him it he only whistles.
And it's lonely down there on the
point. You can't see the Mackinac
lights like you can here. Aud it is
not thousand at all, Gay darling.
It's only a hundred or 50, and the
old man will soon drink that up at
Petit Jeans. Soyou see it won't be
riches Mrs Mandego will get, but
old Put himself. Do you mind me,
Gay darling?'
Gabrielie's white teeth closed
over the heart Of the rose, aud she
ate its sweet petals in silence. but
her eyes looked sidelong at Danny.
And the Tidy ABLY Of Petoskey
sails on Tuesday, Gay" Danny
reached up and plucked a rose that
touched the girls bowed head.
I've the promise of a berth on her
at the wheel. 1t is better than the
deck on the Bon Ami, Gay. and if
you say the word you can kiss your
sweet hand to Chicago as Mrs.
Dcrmot in week. Could you be
ready by Tuesday, Gay, heart"
Gabrielle looked up the straits to
where Manedgo Point lay like an
amethyst shadow at the curve of
the Michigan shore line, and her
eyes were tender and dreamy.
Tell Put Mandego to come tor
his answer himself like Il man,
Uauuy. she said. "Tell him that
from me to-Iay. and ii he Is not
here on the island by Monday
night then | viii sail on the Tidy
Ally
at $ at sunrise III come for you,
Mrs. Dcmot, laughed Danny, and
Gabrielle smiled aud waived her
hand to him as lie passed jauntilv
Gown the clover bordered path to
the beach. But she was thinking
OF Put-Put IN his strength aud
shyness-and OF how he would come
that very l..h, for his answer.
But the twilight passed, and the
moon rose above the pines on the
hcadlnd, AND no boat pat out from
Mandego Point until daybrcak, when
Put pulled ovei to the mainland
with never u backward glance at
Ncvairc'S ISLAND.
Never once did Danny 60 near the
island. He waste busy keeping Pats
head turned toward the mainland
aud day by day the fire flashed in
F"hrIeilc Il dark eyes, and her little
pointed chin tilted higher as she
looked toward Manelgo Point and
waited.
1T vas night OF curly autumn
glory, Monday. The September moon
rose like u great Name. cvlored flower
above The crest Of MAckinac, and by
the time it had reached mlincayen
the glamur OF its gO den Witchery
spread over the fac. OF The waters
Ikea magic spell.
Gabrielle walChe! it from the tall
sand dane, the ones where Pau had
burnc her OF his shoulders to watch
the h3ata come uD the straits. There
was no light on MarIego Point, but
The night IVES clear and bright, and
She cAIght tho sparkle OF dripping
oars as L boat snot out from the
shadows Of Tie mainland into the
broad path Of moonbcAm; that
DriNged the say to the point.
There we've Two figures in the
boat. She held ner breath, striving
to catch the SQUAD Of voice, on tn,