The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-06-20

thoughtfully. Then her mood changed Sne crushed her wide hat down ove: her ears and laughed out at him fro,, under the improvised bonnet. When the sun shines-hard, then do this, she said. What do you dor"
 Grin and bear it." said Langham carelessly Then caught her puzzled glance and approached himself q come here. Bess. and lie in the shade as you see. It's the best pIan.''
 It's drefful dull. Don't you ever play yourself?" The childish eyes al- most held pain at the thought of his dullness.
 'oh, yes, of course-what am think ing about! You never saw anyone play as I do. Why I play at heaps of thingsw
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 Langham cudgelled his brains. "oh, Curiosity, thy name is womanr' he muttered A struggle to repress the laughter which he felt would offend the small Miss Dignity beside him brought but another fit of coughing When it was over. Well, make fairy boats, to begin with" was his declaration.
 The retoinder was inevitable. Make some now" commanded Bess. The mans hand went weakly to his pocket He brought out a letter and shook 1t out of its envelope The two sheets of notepaper were yellow and a little worn. He looked at them for a moment. Then he folded a sheet in two. Bess forsook her seat and crept over the sand to watch. She dug a little elbow into his chest to steady herself, and he bit his lips and then panted; but he did not ask her to move 1t. AS best he could he fash toned boat out of paper. and as he did so there came a rush of remem- brance of his own childish days, and his fingers trembled.
 Tt takes drefful long time to make boat" complained the small maid, with sigh; and Tt does," said the boatmaker. with sigh not less deep than hers
 At last 1t was made and Bess clapped her hands with delight. The boat had charming sail in the middle of it, and looked quite real. and was beauti- fully light. There was a little space underneath it Into which you could poke your little finger, and so hold the interesting vessel up to view. Then there was some writing on one side which looked just like the name, Bess said Her little form quivered with glee She was in raptures. Now, I'll go right down an sail itf" she cried shrilly. T can quite easy put my fin ger underneath and hold it a weeny weeny bit. It won't know"
 Langham shook his head Tt won't do, Bess. It won't sail on the sea, you know. My boats never do sail" The last sentence was spoken under his breath. but Bess's ears were sharp, and she heard it. She dug her elbow in a little deeper. Never mind, it looks nice" she said comfortingly.
 Presently another thought came to her. She patted the tiny craft with a loving forefinger. "Of course the fair ies sail in 1t; I almost forgotted. When you're asleep-sound-then they come -heaps-an' sail, an sail. an sail"
 And where do they sail to?" asked the man.
 ''Somewheres drefful good, I expec'," she said, after pause, and she took up the little yellow white boat and kissed it.
 Then she was surprised; for the boat maker lifted his head and kissed her; but she did not mind. She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him and when she had finished, his eyes were wet as if with the bright sea brine
 Then she started to her feet There's nurse now. and she's looking-that's g for me You must take care--heaps- of the fairy boat till tomorrow day, and watch Then you can tell, when I've comed. how the fairies sail in 1t. Cause I'm coming tomorrow day an the next. a the next, an your must make heaps of fairy boats Of course. you must be drefrul careful the fairies don't see you watching, you know"
 Langham had recovered his breath k.y ct int tion and instructed him in his duties. "Pll be dreadfully careful" he said.
 She turned when s few yards away and kissed her hand to him. I'll be sure and come tomorrow day" she cried; and her eyes said. Be drefful careful"
 Langham lay and looked at the little boat. fairy vessel 1t was-and fash toned from an old, old love- -letter-of the woman who had married somebody else. He lay for a long time, Then he made a little hole in the sand and buried the fairy boat The last one" he muttered. and they none of them sailed"
 Well perhaps the fairies sailed in them He would soon find out.
 When at last he rose, 1t was with an effort and with a gray tinge about his lips. He looked along the yellow shore. week since he had been able to crawl up and down It, today he had with difficulty managed to creep up slowly, slowly to the shadow under the first rocks; tomorrow
 He raised his handkerchief in vain endeavor to check a cough, and moved painfully away.
 The morrow came to the shore. and with it Bess with her dancing curls. She searched every nook and cranny by the rocks, and' then Searehed them again: but the fairy-boat maker was moi there