The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-02-14

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were followed by a flock Of shivering
women. Poor Peggy was almost in
tears. and the piteous glances she
threw at Brewster when he stepped
hetween her and the impetuous sheik.
n had started to follow, struck deep
| to his heart ana made him ready to
| .iglit to the death for her.
1t took nearly an hour to convince
The Algerian that Peggy had misun-
er5toad him and that American wom-
IN were not to be wooed after the Az
rlcan fashion. He finally departed
with his entire train. thoroughly dis
satisfied and in high dudgeon. At
first he threatened to take her by
force; then he agreed to give her an
other day in which to make up her
mind to 90 with him peaceably, and
again he concluded that a bird in the
hand was worth two in the bush.
Brewster stood gloomily on the out
side Of the excited group glowering
upon the ugly suitor Cooler heads
had relegated him to this place Of Sc
curity during the diplomatic contest.
The sheik's threats of vengeance were
direful. He swore by somebody's
beard that he would bring 10000 men
to establish his claim by force. His
intense desire to fight for her then
and there was quelled by Captain
Perry's detachment of six lusty sail
ors, whose big bare fists were shaken
vigorously under a few startled noses.
1t took all the fight out of the sheik
and his train. Three retainers fell in
to the sea while trying to retreat as
far as possible from danger.
Mohammed departed with the irate
declaration that he would come an
other day and that the whole world
would tremble at his approach. Dis
gusted with himself and afraid to
meet the eyes of the other men, Brew
ster went below In search Of Peggy.
He took time to comfort the anxious
women who crowded about him and
then asked for Miss Gray. She was
In her stateroom and would not come
forth. When he knocked at the door
dismal, troubled voice from within
told him to go away.
"Come out, Peggy; it's all over" he
called.
"Please 60 away, Monty" she said.
what are you doing in there"
There was long pause, and then
came the pitiful little wall, II am un-
packing, please, SIR"
That night Brewster entertained on
board the yacht, several resident
French and English acquaintance be-
ing the guests of honor. The story of
the day was told by Mrs. Dan De-
Mile, commissioned especially for the
duty. She painted the scene so wildly
that the guests laughed with Joy over
the discontinue of the sheik. Peggy
and Brewster found themselves look
ing .sheepishly at one another now and
then in the course of the recital. She
purposely had avoided him during the
evening. but she had gamely endured
the raillery that came from the rest of
the party. If she was bit pale it was
not surprising. Now that it was over
the whole affair appalled, her more
than she could have suspected. When
several Of the guests of the evening
soberly announced that Mohammed
was dangerous man and even an OBJ
ject of worry to the government she
felt q strange catch in her throat, and
her now mirthless eyes turned instinc-
lively to Brewster, who, it seemed,
was the sheik's special object Of aver
sion.
The next day she and Monty talked it
over. The 'penitence Of both was beau
tiful to behold. Each denied the other
the privilege Of assuming all the blame,
and both were so happy that Moham-
med was little more than proposition
In their conversation SO far as promi-
nence was concerned. But all day
long the harbor was full of fisher boats,
and at nightfall they still were lolling
about, sinister. restless, mysterious,
like purposeless buzzards. And the
dark men on board were taking up
no fish: neither were they minding the
nets that lay dry and folded in the
bottom Of their boats.
Far into the night there was revelry
on board the Filter, more guests hav-
ing come out from the city. The dark
hours before the dawn Of day had ar
rived before they put OF for shore, but
the fisher boats still were bobbing
about In the black waters Of the har-
Dor. The lights gradually disappear
ed from the portfolios of the yacht. and
the tired watch was about to be re-
lieved. Monty Brewster and Peggy re-
manned on deck after the guests had
gone over the side of the vessel. They
were leaning over the rail aft listening
to the jovial voices Of the visitors as
they grew fainter and fainter in the
distance. The lights Of the town were
few, but they could plainly be seen
from the of1ng.
"Are you tired, PeggyT asked Brew
ster, with a touch Of tenderness. Some
how Of late he had often felt a strange
desire to take her in his arms. and now
It was strong upon him. She was very
near, and there was a dropping weari-
ness IN her attitude which seemed to
demand protection.
II have a queer feeling that some
| thing awful is going to happen tonight,