The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1904-02-20
FoR THE UN1oE.'
THE LOVERS OF LOVE POINT.
RY CLAUDIA PRICE HUTcHrSs.


Many years ago--I wish could
follow the fashion of modern story
tellers and say in "ye old colonial
days" but as the legend came to me,
it was about the year 1900, when
Maryland, my Maryland, was not so
thickly settled as at present there
lived on the extreme northernmost
point of Kent Island retired sea
captain, who had been in the British
merchant service, and during the
Revolutionary struggle had remained
neutral, as he owned quite little
property in the colonies, and like a
good many people of today, preferred
the waiting game, to see which side
it was safe to jump on financially.
But still at heart he was a Tory.
He was now enjoying decling years
in what to an Eastern Shoreman is
the garden spot of the world, with
his beautiful daughter, his horses,
and lastly, his boats, in which he al
most lived in fine weather. Having
been an old water dog" all his days,
it was natural he should still enjoy a
sail.
On the opposite side of the Point
was small log cabin, in which dwelt
the widow of a Revolutionary soldier,
and her son, a handsome, manly fell
low, who was a fisherman by occupa-
ton.
The Point, not being social CEN
tire, what more natural than the two
young people should become quite
intimate in spite of Captain Thorn
tons aristocratic English notions
about his only child S company.
His daughter would only laugh at
him and say, Father, as you are the
only white man on the Point, except
Marcus Hamilton, / must try my
powers of fascination on him, lest
when / reach England and you intro
duce me to my Lord Beresford he will
think me wild Indian, / shall be so
shy of the animal known as man
without Marcus to practice conversa-
tion with"
'Tut, tut, my dear, that's non-
-ess.ez T~sssnn.,s szrs, Tn. Grace naraa-U
ford court. What can you see in
that fisher fellow, common, low
bred working man2''
eyes, father, but he can sing the
old Scotch love songs in a way that
melts my heart and then he is one
of NATURES gentlemen besides.
Through his mother he is related to
the MacD Donald clan in Scotland. Of
course he has to work for his own and
his mothers living, because they lost
all their money when his father join
ed the American army. But as this
country is new there are chances for
him yet to make name that will
equal that of Lord Beresford, who
has inherited his name and fortunes. !"
Nora, hush, you are wild. |
shall forbid further intercourse with
the fisherman. In two weeks I shall
take you to England, where you will
forget this young savage"
Never, father. The best part of
me, my heart, is in Marcus Hamil-
tons keeping. I will go to England
with you, but I will never, no never
marry Lord Beresford. He only wants
your money. What does he care
about me, whom he has never seen.
The gouty old captain turned pur.
pie with rage at the unwonted dispo-
sition to his will from Nora.
go TO your room," he thundered,
"and don't dare to see that young
fishing scoundrel again.
Nora turned away with careless
laugh, little thinking it would be the
last time she would see her father.
But / am anticipating. Passing
through the wide low hall she ran
down to the shore, unmindful of her
fathers commands. She unmoored
a tiny sail boat she always used and
was quickly sailing around the Point
into Chester river, where she found
Marcus Hamilton in a fishing boat
with the fishing tackle and couple
of Indians who usually went out with
him on his fishing trips.
Marcus" she called, in her clear,
sweet voice, 81 want you.'
"All right, I will be with you in a
moment
Giving some hurried directions to
the Indian braves, they brought the
boat along side of her light skiff, and
he was soon transferred into her boat.
Taking the sail from her hands he
inquired "Prithee, sweetheart, what
kind fate brought you to me, when I
was dreaming of your bonnie face and
sweet blue eyes 7"
eyes, Marcus, but / only come to
bid you goodbye. My father is go
ing to take me to England to wed an
English lord, but never fear, intend
to be. true to my Maryland sweet
heart"
The young man flushed with anger
and then grew white as she went on
speaking and ne realized the import
of her words.
"Well, love, when do you go?" he
asked.
"In two weeks time"
Twill nothing move your father to
give you to me?"
"No, Marcus" she sadly answer
ed, 81 fear not. You know he is not
in sympathy with this country. The
money he has made is to be used to
buy title for me rather than my
happiness
Darling, marry me now. will
take you and my mother and go to
Baltimore town, where we will be
married, and come back, and he will
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