The San Francisco call., 1904-11-21

erav ewes. came slowly down
the lawn and stepping into
the rowboat, pushed off. She
wanted TO be alone-to think.
This afternoon, as she had swung
lazily in her hammock, across the
water had come a bark from some uos
"a bark strangely resembling that OF
the lost Teddyboy and Miss VAIN
wright had been conscious of a vague
disquietude.
IT was two months now since the
sad day when Teddyboy had disap-
peared-Teddyboy with his silky coat
! tiny paws and adoring brown eyes
/ The shrilI little bark had evoked that
dear memory and mingled with the
| thoughts of Teddyboy had stolen
! in persistent thoughts OF MS
/ donor, Teddy Mathewson- She
/ had not seen him since their
quarrel six months ago-a quarrel or
/ iginating over the question as TO
whether Teddyboys blessed ears
1 should be droopy and soft or snappy
/ and short. But a very pretty differ
! ence can arise from very small cause
! It was fortunate that they had dis
/ covered their lack of cOngeniality In
! time, unused the girl.
/ As Miss Wainwright neared the
yachts that rested in the harbOr like
/ great white birds, again the bark rang
/ out and the girl started. Could it be
! possible? Pulling in closer, she
| glanced around, while the bark
changed to a crescendo Of joy. There
at the head of the companionway on
/ the first yacht stood Teddyboy him
/ self, his small body alive with wrig-
/ giles of excitement, afraid 10 descend,
I beseeching that she come to him. Her
own Teddyboy! Without stopping 10
( think. Miss Wainwright hastily flung
the painter around a stanchion, then
! sped up the steps. In a second the
little dog was upon her and the girl,
between laughter and tears, had
caught him close.
With Teddyboy in her arms, Miss
| Wainwright hesitated. Should she
simply take the dog and go? To be
sure, it was her dog, but still that
hardly seemed a square thing to do.
And then suddenly she turned white.
/ Down the deck toward her walked
( Teddy Mathewson. The man was the
first to speak.
May 1 ask to what I am indebted
for the honor of this visit? o" he asked
conventionally.
I Miss Wainwright all confusion,
clutched Teddyboy closer.
II did not know that you were
here; 1 thought you still in Europe"
she stammered. II came for Ted
| dyboy." gathering courage as she pro-
/ ceeded. Il saw him on the deck. He
was stolen from me some weeks ago"
The mans face cleared a trifie. She
had not sold the dog then; he had
been imagining that any reminder of
1 the giver had become distasteful to
her.
Il bought him back from man in
| the street" he said. "Of course. I
recognized Teddyboy- But I fancied
that you had disposed of him. I have
grown fond of the little fellow
Teddyboy, in Miss Wainwrights
arms. was making frantic efforts to
reach his master. And you see he
cares for me. too" he added. with
smile. Miss Wainwright turned away.
Give me my dog and let me go!"
she cried sharply.
Pardon me, my dog" declared
Mathewson. calmly. Shall he
choose" But the girl, reaching the
companionway, uttered a little cry.
No boat was to be seen. Mathewson
( stepped TO the rail.
THE current there is very strong"
he commented. Probably the knot
that you tied was insufficient"
Miss Wainwright's eyes blazed.
Kindly have me sent ashore at
| once" she cried.
The man shook his head.
II am very sorry" he remarked,
cheerfully. but the boat is already
ashore 1t went in some time ago to
bring out people for tea. Mrs. Mar
shall wished 10 see the yacht. There
they come now"
Miss Wainwrights annoyance deep
ened.
Mrs Marshall?" she exclaimed.
For tea ?"
Was there ever such a hateful pre-
dicament. The worst gossip in Easter
ly on her way to the yacht and she.
Sybil Wainwright, unchaperoned and
helpless. On board. Mathewson sup
pressed a smile.
Would you care to hide?" he sug-
gested civilly.
Hide repeated Miss Wainwright,
with contemptuOus scOrn. 1t was quite
in her conception of him that ne should
make such a proposition. MathewsOn
intently studying the bit of ear vouch-
safed him, and noting the detected
poise of the slender figure, felt his
mouth tighten. A curious light leaped
to his eyes.
III do it, he murmured. 1T is