Smyrna times., 1905-02-08


with tiny pearl headed pin.
You wouldn't believe what a mis-
cradle half hour have put in. know
now that odious old cat in the patent
rocker has grinned afresh each time
my stock sprang a fresh notch Isn't
It funny that women can't show n If
fle Christian courtesy to each other9n
"Wel,' said the young chap thought
iully' I'm very sorry didn't get here
half an hour sooner. l might have
saved you some-er-trihing discom-
fort"
But that wasn't what his ewes said
at all, and Margaret woke with a start
TO realization that, after having made
use of the young man. it was not 60
ing to be easy to get rid of him. But
what annoyed her the worst of all was
the fact that she felt that she was not
particularly anxious to get rid of him.
He had put down his bags and settled
himself back in his corner of the divan
in way that suggested that he meant
to stay until New York was reached.
do you believe in signs and omens?'
she asked.
Sure! Something tells me this is go
ing to be an awfully jolly trip. 1 usu-
ally dread the ride into town, but
then
'Well. when l go home shall sag
unpleasant things to the friends who
advised me to take the boat trip down
the Hudson. Oh, l didn't mean to be
personal! l beg your pardon. l was
merely referring to the babies and the
lunch. can't sit on the deck because
the sight of lunch boxes and perpetual
eating makes me positively ILL.,"
We'll remedy that. 1 know a little
corner where they don't admit either
babies or lunch boxes. If you'll just
wait a minute I'll fix the matter up.
have a little stand-in with the cap
tain of this boat"
He rose, but she laid a OBTAINING
hand on his arm. You really mustn't
| r.
"Now, see here" he said frankly,
you're calling yourself all sorts of
things because we haven't been intro
duced. It's all nonsense, don't you
know. We were bound to meet after
the conventional fashion some day
Something-er-tellS me So"
1t may have been that Margaret
wanted to get out in the fresh air or
it may have been because she felt it
her duty to change the expression in
his eyes which were looking at her so
eagerly. He strode down to the purs-
er's room and paid the price Of the
best stateroom on the boat, which gave
them access to a tiny patch of deck
room shut in on the other side by a
lifebOat, a stack of life preservers and
a most uncompromising railing. From
this point Margaret viewed the beauti-
full panorama of the Palisades, and
the young man, loyal New Yorker that
he was, insisted that it was purely his
duty to make his state show up at its
best.
The last ten or fifteen minutes OF
the trip were uncomfortable ones fol
Margaret Mrs. Grundy whispered in
one ear that she had already been In
discreet, and it was her duty. to droI
the young man forever. Her sense Of
fairness whispered in the other ear that
she owed him something for his cour
tesy.
AS they gathered up their traps t.
disembark it was quite evident tha
the young man was not giving himsel
any anxiety over the situation. HI
, took her checks He even accepted
Pedro as a matter Of course. He Lex
> the way to a hanson without asking
: her so much as where she was going
, | When she and Pedro were settled II
. the vehicle the young man stood Wit
= one foot on the step.
"Will you tell him to take me to tn
Grand CentralY' she asked.
81 have already done So" said tn
young man placidly, and, without hes
tation. he sprang into the hanson an
sat down beside her.
:, Margaret was speechless, not sur
u whether she was glad or sorry. wa
the young man trying to kidnap he
or was he a mind reader? She was ce
II tain she had dropped no hint as to ht
destination.
. ''You see, l knew you all the um
Ie You are Margaret Trenton, and yo
u are on your way to visit Eta Wilsc
ie at Rye Beach. l saw your name
your luggage"
IT, Margaret looked at him in wonder.
< "Yes, but Eta! How do you kno
ie EttaT
IS "Oh, she's my cousin! 1t was "
10 I was looking for all the time. 81
had asked me to meet you on the bo
$ if l happened to be coming down
en the same time from the Merriam hou
at party. l very nearly missed you {
cause - because - we'll - that pictu
OF doesn't do you justice"
at "Ohv' said Margaret, feeling SON
er- how that there was nothing else to
said.
lis "I was going on to Newport Tor
lc- -,,ooI, but 7 think I'll stop off at Rye