Casco Bay breeze. [volume] (South Harpswell, Me.) 1901-1917, 1906-06-28
A Disaster at
Sea.
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

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it not sos"
L 1T is a very difficult lansuaseY.
| she responded.
$50. SO. 1t ees like re sea Eat goes
dis way and Eat, vut-vut you calls it!"
"Choppy." she replied.
Isl. 81, Eat is what you calls INV
EDSleesh-choppy."
You are mistaken; call 1t moth.
ing Of the kind. You asked me about
the sea. said nothing about your use
OF the language. or course. it is very
difficult for one to take up a new
speech. You do quite we'll"
For this lie was graceful. and he
was framing his thankfulness when a
| buoyant man of aggressive size and
healthfulness approached. The sea
had no terrors for him. He trod the
deck like one born to command. not
afraid of storm either OH land or
elsewhere.
He had one of those large framed
and hopeful personalities which belong
to the successful American character,
and he looked as IL he could buy the
ship without severely intrenching upon
his fortune. He bowed in a familiar
yet businesslike manner and said
something TO the young lady. She cx-
cused herself and made toward the
| cabin door.
The foreigner and the American
stood in talk for few moments and
then parted. as the American frankly
did not like to exhaust his patience
upon the stumbling sentences of the
polite and very defcrential Italian.
That night in the smoking room the
American. Mr.. John Henry Martin
dale, had made himself more popular
than usual by his good stories and
liberality. Count Fricadelli was con-
Stunning cigarettes on a neighboring
sofa.
Precisely at 1870, as was the Gus
tom. Mr.. Martindale arose. looked at
his watch to see IL the ships clock was
attending strictly to its duty, and babe
a CHEEKY goodnight to every one. and
then quiet settled for 4 moment upon
| the room
! There was the swish of the waves
without. and there was the roll of the
boat, but all else seemed strangely
silenced as If little storm had passed
in eventidc. and the twilight had set
tied down. But ii did not last long.
"MartiEdale is a regular old brick"
suddenly exclaimed an Englishman.
whose voice filled the entire apart
ment. lie is true American. and
| while people say that lie is lucky,
am sure he deserves everything he has
got. Certainly there is nobody who
enjoys life more, OF who can tackle
situation with better humor or big
ger nerve. I was i'm Cariopolis when
he had the street railway fight, and
the lines we're being changed from the
old horsp-cars TO the electric system.
The deals in that city must have net
ted him from one TO two million dol
lars. and then he cook up two other
lines and began his manipulation
He succeeded the third time. and then
on the fourth affair when they tried to
| Guido him i'm another city he took the
other track and made more than in
any other deal he had attempted. He
is worth ten million dollars"
"Who will get all that money!" in
quired young person, who should
have been in bed.
"His niece. l suppose" was the
reply. "He has no children. you know.
and his wife. who is with him. has
been III ever since we left New York"
Ten million dollars. Count Frica-
deli could scarcely believe his ears.
II meant wealth beyond anything his
imagination could comprehend. Ten
millions, Two hundred million francs,
It was grand. II was magnificent.
On the next morning when he saw
the same young lady again pacing up
and down the deck. he put all his on.
ergy into the English he could sum.
mon, and with profusc apologies made
comments upon the sea. the earth. the
sky. and all that therein Is.
She was pleasant. and he was on.
thusiastic. and when the buoyant Mr..
Martindaie came out again To say
something 20 her. and after she had
disappeared. the count let his enthu.
siasm bubble forth in many earnest but
yomewhat broker syllabics.
"Mccs wiItsong. she is so charming"
''She is n very pleasant young LADY,"
replied Mr.. Martindale. and then no
walked down the deck with n broad
grin on his face. After that he called
her "Mecs wiltsong."
The count was very attentive. very
persistent, very gallant. and every
time Miss Wilson appeared on deck. in
some mysterious manner he managed
TO be near TO offer every attention that
galIantry could suggest. that invention
could find.
He was undeniabIy handsome. and
his English improved with the voyage.
IL was as II the shaking up had rubbed
the roughtest edges OF his syllabIes.
When Miss Wilson was not about he
cultivated Mr. Martindsle and the
burly millionaire enjoyed the stten-
ton.