The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1903-10-15
CUPID Al THE HELM.

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Copyright, 1sos. ~ W.sH. Hearst9
Are yos1 determ.nedsta enter the rack.i
In spits OF the wishes 81 your
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The sesson was drawing to = close at
popular seaside watering place. the
contest Of the year Tor a1nsaI sailing boats
Was to be saiisaF that day. The testswas
not only to decide the speed OF the boats
but to Q the sktn OF the sailors az
well, and interest waS greatly Increased
by b fact that one Of the contestants
was q
AScroWd OF fashionable young men and
women thronEed the pier, chatting gayly
among themselves and calling challenges
n good wishes to the owners OF the
pretty craft.
Marion Dare had been the belle Of Ii
season. Her bright, happy nature and
dauntless spirit had won the devotion OF
all VINO knew her; her slightest wish was
anticipated by her d admirers, and
she ruled her little court by the magic of
her laughing eyes.
She had accepted the wager that "a
woman greatest possible skill could not
stand the Test Of mans superior strength
n muscle" and had ayoWed her deter
w III ILL A1dIls
VINO wished to compete ter 1t.
Startled by the amman voice, she looked
up quickly from the coil of rope she was
untangling, surprised TO find the speaker
SO near.
II. am quite resolved, Tom, so please say
no more about It. l shall prove to you
that the new woman Is not to be de-
spised as a rival."
The man flushed at the thrust. He hated
himself for his we'll known opinion of the
up-to-date girl.
a summer spent almost entirely in the
society of a charming example of that
type OF young Womarhood had altered his
views very materially, and he had discov-
cred many proofs of tender, wonlanly
sweetness beneath the good-fellowship OF
this athletic girFs anne VI
There was a note of tenderness in the
earnest voice which a less determined
listener would have found hard to resist.
But, Marion, it is dangerous, foolhardy,
Tor a woman to go out In a boat&alone;
you yourself can see a storm Is threaten
ing. Will nothing I car say induce you to
remain on shore?"
h smiled brightly at his troublad face.
How dare you question my skill, sir7
You who taught me ALL know. I chal-8
tween our boats, and I warn you I shall
lose no strtck to win"
She waved her hand to him as the wind
filled her sail and the little craft glided
out into the bay.
With a gesture Of impotence the skipper
Of the Lurline followed quickly in the
wake OF his pretty antagonist, and at a
signal from the Judges boat the race
started, amid loud cheers from friends on
shore.
Marion showed her superior seamanship
by crossing the line first by a clever ma
euver Other boats followed In close
pursuit, their sails outspread like wings
OF white doves. There was a piping
breeze from the northwest, and the boats
flashed merrily through the waves, leav-
Ing pillows of white foam behind them.
h young skipper Of the Lurline soon
outsailed he other craft, and came with
In speaking distance Of the leading boat.
He called gayly across the water, Shall
It be gloves against a new p~ennant?"
The wind was steadily increasing, and
now q squall struck the boats and laid
them SO low that their keels showed to
windward. When they righted Marion
screamed back Twelve buttons, If I
winl"
The other boats were far behind and
the race lay between these two. Marion
stood bravely to her helm, never giving
way an inch in her course, even though
the squalls threatened to wreck her little
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on her lead and the thought Of defeat
put her on her mettle.
About half the course was covered now,
a cheer went up from the shore as
the Lurline came abreast the rival craft
to windward. The boats tore madly
through the water side by side; the ex-
citement was at Its height and each
sailor watched eagerly for some point OF
advantage.
Suddenly a great puff Of wind swept
over the bay and struck the mainsa.l Of
the Lurllne squarely, tearing it into RIB
bens. As the boom swept around It hit
the skipper in the back and knocked him
Into the sea.
Obliged to exert every effort to keep
her boat In Its course, Marion was OBJ
livious to all else until startled by, the
Mortified cries of the watchers on land.
Looking back to ascertain the cause, she
was shocked to discover the poor Lurline
drifting helplessly out to sea, without a
skipper.
She brought her boat quickly about,
gazing eagerly across the waves for some
sign Of the shipwrecked man. Finally,
with a little moan Of joy. she steered to-
wards q black speck on the surface OF the
water.
It was the work OF an instant to bring
her boat alongside the drowning man, but
the girl who held the tiller endured the
asoHy VI hours III that snort race with
death.
Wild o of Joy greeted the pair as
the young girl assisted her dripping COM
panion over the side of the boat. shak-
Ing the water from his eyes, the rescued
man turned eagerly to his pretty OPP
ponent.
II tell you. Marion. II you had been less
prompt to act you would have had nc
rival sailor in these waters"
The woman a cSarfaH harsa1S 500 49,
Skipper, and now that the danger was
past Marion burst into tears. Two drip
ping arms went around her, and she rest.
ed her head on a very broad but damp
shoulder. -
'Poor little girl; the strain has been too
much!"
Marion cried softly to herself, and made
no effort to leave the moist embrace. The
guiding hand on the tiller almost relaxed
Its hold and the boat vas kept to its own
course. while Cupid took the helm. AT
last the sobbing ceased. and from some
where In the vicinity Of the lapel Of his
coat a saucy voice murmured:
You were saved by q new woman
Tom"
She lifted her head-her glorious eyes
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