Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1904-03-16
q SON OF aNaK.
By M. Louise Cummins

The Titan occupied the center
thwart OF dory ahead. Behind the
vigorous swing of his mighty arms
the becalmed sailboat was being
drawn harbcrward.
who is he, Brad?' Kitty turned to
the brother who had joined her in
the bow.
The strong man of the village.
my dear, Capt. Angus Rowe. and en-
gagged. l understand. to that Juno
esquo girl with the rather plain face
and splendid hair"
20, the girl who launders my friv-
ols?"
II suppose So. hear that nothing
but a naphtha engine stands between
them and their own fireside.'
"How's that?"
"Why, If our son of Anak' could
afford to put naphtha in his boat he
would be independent of the tickle
breeze o wind which played us such
O scurvy trick this afternoon, and
could double MS profits"
II see Well, anyhow, I'm glad his
strength came to our rescue tonight.
did not want to be late"
"Of course not. suppose poor Ross
Is coming on shore to try his luck for
the twentieth time, If he can get
leave"
Kitty made protesting move. But
as she steppad from the yachts deck
to the wharf her eyes wandered to
the feet of warships which made the
little harbor of Windhaven look woe
fully oyercrowded.
Perhaps the. truant eyes accounted
for the misstep which followed. Capt.
Angus big arm went around the little
figure like flash, lifting 1t to a place
Of safety.
20, thank you."
There was breathless gasp of graf.
itude and another barbed glance from
the brown eyes.
Look here, KIT, you mustn't smile a
hole through that fellows content -
her brother admonished as they turn
ed away.
There seemed little fear of that as
IHe o1uI-1I.,szrE --euroue Wtsorysa7e@
glory OF setting sun marked out
what to him were as harbor lights
the rich gold of girls head and a
little silver chatelaine watch, which
rose and fell upon a Hebe-like bosom
That it rose and fell so rapidly just
now was due to that misstep of Kitty's
end the sight of Angus Rowe's arm as
II shot around her. The girls eyee
were not lifted from the square o.
drawnwork in her hands as the mar
drew near.
Been waiting long, Bill?" His hanG
descended with tender strength upon
her shoulder The tall head stopped
invo!untarily as though his lips would
like to reach her hair.
waiting! Well, guess"
"Bill" drew the shoulder away cold
" and Capt Angus smothered a sigh
1t had been hard, improbable day
The naphtha engine seemed farther
of than ever. With deep, discourag
ed breath the tired man dropped on 6
rough bench near which they stood
The sound was as match to the pent
up fuel Of Bills jealousy.
Il suppose you're going to take hel
out again tomorrow" she flune
around at him.
"Who?"
"Who?" the girl laughed aloud, and
1t was not a pleasant sound. 1.-THE
lady. The one who stood in the bow
to talk to you all the way in today
She didn't talk to me-"
And who you were SO almignt,
careful about just now."
The man turned his head YEARLY
to look at her. Was she getting tirec
Il waiting? -Four years was Ions
time. Then his mind wandered bacl
to the subject Of this discussion ana
he said the worst thing possible un
der the circumstances.
Why shouldn't be careful Of her
She's pretty and kind and-a lady, a
yeu said"
Bill was quite silent, but her bod.
fairly quivered. All that day she hal
stood over an ironing board-she
whose father had owned his own yes
sci before he went down with his shil
OF the coast of Greenland-her def
hands bringing to state of laundere
perfection the costly lawns and lace
OF girl no better born than herself
who could 90 sailing in Angus Rowe
boat at any hour of the day she chose
No wonder life looked all distorted t
her tired eyes.
And If we're ever to be married
Capt. Angus broke in.
ut doesn't matter MUCH" the girl
voice was choking, Tin losing IL
terest in the whole thing anyhow"
Angus Rowe stood up slowly an
the dying sun seemed to hold out syn
pathetic arms toward another death
that Of mans happiness. His fac
was very white, although his voic
when he spoke sounded fiat, even coli
to B!ll's ears.
you don't need to say that a Sc,
ond time, Wiihemina," he sai4, an
her full name was as death kneil t
the girl. The way out was Away
open to you. / don't blame you tha
you've taken It,"
Was he relieved by the breaking {
their engagement? 1t almost SCENE
30 to the girls distorted senses. Sh
had never had ring. With tremblin
fingers she unfastened the one pledg
between them-his only gift to her
the little silver chatelaine watch, an
laid it on the bench beside him. Pi
consly loud Its protesting tick pound
ed ON the hard wood as Angus turne
upon his heel, while with blinded eye
Bill stumbled to the little cottas
esove