Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1906-08-21

A lady approaching from the ball
room heard q little rustic among the
plants, pushed eagerly forward and
stood before them. Another mission.
ary had entered the field. 81 beg par
don, Sir Lemuel," and she disappeared.
Perfectly scandalous." she said as
she met Lushton. Some one ought to
advise dear Lady Jones Of that design
ing creatures behavior"
For Cupid's sake, don't" calculated
Lushton fervently. "Let the old boy
have his fling. He doesn't get out Of
ten"
"I've no intention Of doing 50 my
SELF" said his companion with as
perity.
But all the same telegram went
that night to Lady Jones at Prone,
which bore good fruit next day and
much Of 1t.
When they emerged from the crotons
Mrs. Leyburn was triumphant. The
captain was also more or less pleased
with things as they were. Jack will
probably crack LENS head when he
doesn't get his appointment. ne
thought.
The captain slipped away early from
the ball. 1t seemed somehow as though
the fun had gone out Of the thing. He
began to have misgivings as to the
likelihood of the chief engineer keep,
Ing his brother shut up much longer.
"I'll Get out Of this In the morning"
he said as he turned into bed. 1--WE
had enough of it. III scuttle the ship
and clear out"
This virtuOus intention would have
been easy Of accomplishment, COM
paratively, il he had not slept until lo
o'clock. When he arose the secretary
came to him with troubled race.
There's a telegram from Lady Jones,
Sir Lemuel, asking for the carriage to
meet her ut the station, and I've sent
it. She's chartered special train, and
we expect her any moment"
Great Scott, I'm lost" moaned the
captain. IL must get out Of this. Help
me dress quickly, that's a good fellow
An official accosted him as he came
out of his room. II want to see you,
Sir Lemuel."
"ls that your tomtom at the door"
answered the captain quite irrele-
vanity.
"Yes Sir I.emucl"
"Well. Just wait here for few min.
utes. I've got to meet Lady Jones,
and I'm late"
Jumping into the cart he drove of
Mt furious clip. Fate. in the shape
OF the lr0nclad, swOopea aown upon
him ut the very gate. He met Lady
Jones face to face.
stop" she cried excltedly. "Where
are you going, Sir Lemuel"
I'm not Sir Lemuel" roared back
the disappointed captain.
"Nice exhibition you're making Of
yourself-chief commissioner Of Bur.
map
"I'm not the commissioner Of Burma.
I'm not your Sir Lemuel," he answered,
anxious to get away at any cost.
"The man Is mad. The next thing
you'll deny that I'm your WIFE,"
Neither are your roared the en-
ragged captain, and away he sped.
Lady Jones followed. 1t was pro,
cession, the red spokes OF the tOmtom
twinkling In and out the bright patches
of sunlight as 1t whirled along be-
tween the big banyan trees. and behind
the carriage Lady Jones sitting bolt
upright with set lips. The captain
reached the wharf first. He was down
the steps and into a sampan like shot.
It was the only sampan there. Tie
carriage dashed up at that Instant.
There was no other boat. There was
nothing for 1t but to wait.
"Come, Lem; get into these duds and
clear outw cried the captain as he
burst into his cabin.
"You villain. I'll have you sent to the
Andamans for this! exclaimed the
prisoner.
"Quick! Your wife's waiting on the
DOCK" said Larry.
That had the desired effect. Sir Lem.
uel became US child that had played
truant.
"What have you done, Larry2" he
cried pathetlcally. you've ruined me-!
"No; I've done you good. And I've