The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1906-09-29

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We'll, 1 suppose it won't do any
harm to tell you," Jack hesitated,
though we never speak of. it when
he Is present His leg was crushed
IN railway accident, trying to save
the girl to whom be was engaged"
Did he save herYN
Eyes"
Then why were they not married p
Oh, she threw him over for a man
twice his age, and the trifing adjunct
Of 100000"
Gertrude Woodford drew her breath
sharply.
"She tried to stuff it down Stephen'S
throat that she was sacrificing herself
to save her father from financial ruin,
and think he believed her." Jack went
on. Then she attempted platonic
correspondence with him after her mar
riage, but he would have none >of it.
All the same, don't believe he has
ever quite forgotten her. Anyway, he
could not do so now, even If he would"
| What do you mean?" 81
For she is come, she is here, as
Jean Ingelow says in The Letter L."
"Here?"
Yes; at the Ocean View, l saw her
on the piazza tonight as 1 came UP
from the train. Handsomer than ever,
by Jove! Tall woman, with bronze
hair"
"Bronzed, you mean. I saw her ar
rive this morning." Gertrude said cold
~.
1.-THE old man very considerably
'shuff1ed off this mortal COLI two years
ago, leaving her complete mistress of
his Millions Jack rambled on. my
own opinion is that this alighting next
door to where she knew Stephen was
staying, in the subdued attractiveness
of second mourning, is the beginning
of the end You should have seen him
start when he saw her on the hotel
:. piazza tonight"
Gertrude rose quickly.
How cold it is up here,'' she said
with shiver. Let us get back to
the house."
A group from the summer hotels and
cottages was standing near Mrs., Wood.
ford's house, watching the sunset, when
they descended. Gertrude would have
passed on, but Jack Clifford detained
her. Unwilling as she was, she had to
submit to an introduction to Mrs. Arm
itage, Stephen Garst's former fiancee.
The latter turned to her at once with
scrutinizing look. The girl was too
pretty not to be dangerous.
ut is beautiful here in these late
summer weeks" she drawled.
II think it beautiful at ali times. The
cape Is my home" Gertrude answered
quietly.
& Indeed! tThenSyou are a-native.
/ should hardly have thought it,
| A faint color rose under the girls
skin at the superciHous tone.
| { Miss Woodford's forefathers set
tied here over two hundred years ago"
| Garst broke in quietly. II believe her
ancestors for six generations back are
buried In the little cemetery at Plum
i Cove. Not many OF us can go as far
back as that"
Mrs. Armitage looked quickly from
Garst to the girl beyond him. But Ger
trude had left the group with her head
/ held high. She wanted none of Garst's
| vindication for her family. She had al
| most reached the house when he over
took her.
lone moment" he pleaded. Il want
so much to speak to you tonight
Il am afraid must ask you to ex-
cuse me-" she said. Jelly.
| Had Garst know that the cold, di-
rect look which she sent into his eyes
was really the outcome .of burning jeal-
ously, he would not have turned away
with SO heavy heart:
Jack Clifford had hard work to per-
suade her to accompany them on the
yachting party arranged for the next
morning.
you forget that l am native The
summer people might object" she said,
with a bitter little smile. and Garst set
his heel into the ground as he lis
tened.
When they reached the wharf Ger
trude turned to Jack Clifford.
/ "Old Capt. Lufkin is sick and can't
60, the boy tells me-" she said quickly.
II think we had better give ups the
I trip"
Miss Woodford" Jack looked at
her with mock reproach-"I am panied
that you should thus undervalue my
workmanship. Nothing but patriotic
feeling prevented my offering my. ex-
pert services to Sir Thomas for Sham
rock III. Step on board the. Widgeon,
ladies, and fear nothing"
But fear entered Gertrude's heart
more than once when they had left the
little harbor and she noted the darken-
ing horizon. x
Mrs. Armitage was sitting near
Garst, beautiful In her soft white fan
| mel yachting suit After half an hours
sailing Gertrude crossed to where Jack
Clifford sat at the helm, thus bringing
herself on Garst's other side.
4 DO put back" she whispered to