Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1904-04-15

i sight to the passengers OF the
Two Sisters as the ship swung
to her moorings. Beyond the
yellow clay bank the shore glowed in
q violet green dazzle Of foliage, flame
of amethyst and pink, and over all the
sun hung hazy, like some splendid
dream rose, strewing its petals upon n
bay Of tinted glass.
The bank behind the wharf was q
fringe of negroes, their vacant minded:
happiness shaking out laughter as wind
shakes blossoms from locust tree
The gay colored turbans bobbed like
variegated peoples on breezy day.
The planking below was sprinkled with
town folk, and on the road behind 1t
several chariots were drawn up at some
distance.
In advance of these end in the rear
of the crowd, with Betsy Byrd in the
saddle beside it, stood the Tillotson
coach, framing in its window face
with flicker Of laughter over it like
the wind on May meadow. Anne
was in close green and with her oak
yellow hair looked gold spear rising
straight from its sheath. AS early as
noon one of the Tillotson blacks had
ridden to GLADDEN. Hall with the news
that the ship had been sighted down
the bay, and Anne had ordered the
chariot forthwith. Betsy had new
peacock shawl coming in Master Elves
care and had made the pilgrimage from
Williamsburg every day for a week.
"What PITY" exclaimed Anne, who
had been first to arrive. "Mr. Gary
Breckenridge Cary-came on the ship.
but she lay in Hampton Roads last
night, and he there found a packet for
Philadelphia. So we shall not see him
till the spring."
"Im sorry" Betsy answered. Frank
saw him in London. What lot there
are here! There is Burnaby Rolph of
Westham, here for more redemptioners
no doubt. He bought round dozen
last ship. Why doesn't he leave that
for his factor, like gentleman, l won.
der?'
Anne looked at the man she indicated
of medium height, with sheep face
long in the tooth-and turned away
with little shudder. He stood with
thick legs planted firmly, talking with
neighbor, his head turned over his
shoulder, and as they looked he raised
his sword hilt and struck savagely al
black who jostled him. "Poor serv
ants who fall into Mr.. Rolph's hands
pity Them" she said in low voice.
"John the Baptist" she called to 'hel
mounted servant, did you go down t.
inquire about Miss Betsy's chest, as
told you?"
"Yas'm, yas'm. Done been down dal
twic't."
"Are you sure?"
"Yas'm, on meh honahv
"Honor!" Anne said severely. "Wha
do you know about honor, John tn,
Baptist?"
The darby responded with ragged
grin. 81 ulster hab err heap er honah,
he said vaguely, "but I got so stray
CANT wild it I spec I amt got mucl
lef' now"
"Look yonder, Anne" whispered Bet
sy. isn't that genteel looking youn
man? What lovely brown his hal
is! He's looking this way. His Goa
has foreign cut. I warrant he cam
on the ship. There is Master Brook
standing by him now"
Anne's eyes showed her gray con
unslashed. plain hose aud shoes wit
neat steel buckle-a dress neithe
rich nor poor. There was no lace upo
the hat, no paste knee buckles, n
sword-none of the marks Of distin,
ton. But the face was open and til
nut dark eyes frank and clear.
She had gaZed but moment when
familiar red coat shouldered its wa
through the press. She bit her lip IN
turned her head away, but Betsy wa
deep in chat with young Mr.. Carlyl,
kinsman to the BeHoir Fairfaxes,
youth lean as n rake, of pale dispos
ton, all hair and eyes
The newcomer strobe to the steI
with assurance and touched Anne
fingers with his lips. "Still so cold, 4
far away? Still cherishing q frown fl
| meY"
II looked not to see you, Capital
Jarrat."
II am but Just returned from Lol
don"
ION the Two Sisters?"
"Aye," he answered, with a slumbe
ing flush ON his face. "The moth r
turns to the lamp. A pretty conceit,
1t .not?"
She moved her shoulders with sc
ture of impatience.
"Why am doomed to be ever
your bad graces, Mistress Tillotsor
Oh, it's true. I would it were no
Twas so in Williamsburg. Ead you
smile for me? Twas when / wen
Well, I return to the frown."
II have naught else for you. ha'
told you so.'
And yet" he said constr ainedl
'for another kind of look front you
would forget all else. would chani
all, risk all. Can I never win aug
from such love as mine? WiuI "
never tell me how to change mys eli
you? Shall I go always wantin sr
fierce and unhappy passion was VIZ
ten in his face.
| She turned from him coldly. st b
you will not recur to that, capt1in
she said. my answer was my q
swer. can never give you moress
| He touched his breast, drawing, !!
hand across the gold slashings Of. i
coat SIS it this? Do you frown up.
his majesty's uniform? I swear
would were Whig!'
"a Tory before turncoat," size a
swered him.
| Jarrat shut his teeth like a. ira
Then without reply he bowed to h