Bisbee daily review., 1903-01-27
FISHERMAN'S LUCK


 June Deyore was interested in the long line of boys fishing on the pier. Sse glanced down in amusement from under her ruttied parasol not at the kneeling figure in knickerbockers but at the small box. nested in seaweed, where squirmed some two inch killies. '-This isn't catch; it's bait" came in peculiarly smothered tones from under the golf cap
 A pair of twinklinS. boyish eyes scanned with great interest the dainty arch of the colonial clad foot beside him. with the flaky foam of lace bil- lowing above. while his brown fingers busted themselves with the bait.
 But the sweet voice above him broke with pain and pity.
 "Oh, some of them are alive. and they're such tiny baby fish. Please put them back in the water. Won't you, pleaseE"
 Now, Frank Truitt had procured the bait at considerable expense of time and trouble over in Shark river, some distance inland from the ocean. so he naturally hcsitated. Seeing this the girl opened her purse.
 'See here" she said. with a winning smile; I'll give you this if you do. It will buy enough taffy to make you and all your friends here ill" And she held bright coin down toward the bashfully bowed head. her pitying eyes still intent on the baby killies. Franks friends were wont to say thEt his bump of humor was the most fully developed on his cranium. Any how at this particular juncture 1t stranGled his conscience.
 By love. it's worth it-such a huge joke to recount at the club"' he thought as with apparent reluctance he dropped the innocent fresh water kllies into their supposedly native element.
 'The rest. you see. are quite dead" said he humbly, with the air of a re- morseful culprit.
 'It's too bad, but thank you so much. You are nice boy" And for the first time she looked at him squarely, hold ing out the coin once more.
 A slender brown hand stole up and grasped the money greedily. Then
  ing before her dismayed eyes as he did so five feet ten of masculine stat ure, while he doffed the cap and dis closed a clear cut. mustached face, whose mirthful eyes shot laughing g.snces toward her flaming cheeks. "Oh, I thOught-I never dreamed"- And she fled down the pier toward the hotel.
 When last futter of her white frock had disappeared in the crowd along the board walk, he replaced his cap and turned the half dollar afrectionately in his hand. shaking the while with quiet laughter.
 From examining the prize he fell to scrutinizing the hand which held it. r. was fine. rather small. but deceptive, as some Of his college opponents had learned to their sorrow.
 Tt is a kids hand" he said in dis gust, Cor a woman's. but doctors often have undersized fists-I wonder why" The question in biology remained un- solved, fer his small nephew ran up with a catch. exclaiming:
 See, uncle, what kind of fish is thisP'
 Blue. with brown splashes in 'em," was the reply which mystifed Frank junior Come, my lad. I promised your mother to have you at the hotel by5."
 AS the little fellow trotted by his side, carrying proudly aIOft his string of. three small weakfsh, his uncle 1l.-.
 My boy, your catch isn't very bis today, is it?'
 "More'n you've got" was the sturdy reply.
 "I don't know about that" And the mans eyes softened with a gracious remembrance. 'I caught a great deaI today"
 "what was it?' asked the boy breath lessIy.
 "A beautiful view. a glimpse inte wonderful depths, a woman's sou'r'
 "I suppose you mean the mermaid" !" the child nodded wisely. He dreamed fairy visions too.
 But Truitt did not recount his adveD- ture at the club that night.
  Hurry. June. dear! Frank is tramp ing the library carpet threadbare in his impatieDce, and the carriages are wait, ing.'
 Aunt Sara was in high excitement She lowered over the bride with little motherly dips.
 ~And to think it's all my dOincsr she murmured, proudly surveying the girls glowing beauty. a rosy aurora, with ths fimy clouds Of the veil about her.
 q always said you two were made
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