Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-20
CHAPTER III.


 that the colonel came on deck, ono
 more to resume his interest in huma
 affairs. How the girl lowered abou
 him! She tucked the shawl more snug
 ly around his feet; she arranged an i rearranged the pillows back of hi
 head; she fed him from bowl o
 soup; she read from some favorit 1 book; she smoothed the furrowe'
 brow: she stilled the long, white, ner |! vous fingers with her own srsall, firm brown ones; she was mother an,
 daughter in one Wherever she moved 1 the parent eye followed her, and ther' lay in its deeps strange mixture O l love. All the while he drummed cease 1essly on the arms of his chair. And Mr. Robert, watching all these things from afar, MT. Robert sighed dolorously. The residue air in his lungs was renewed more frequently than nature originally intended il
 should be. Love has it's beneficences
 as we'll as it's bangs, only they are
 not wholly appreciable by the recipi-
 ent For what is better than good
 pair of lungs constantly filled and re-
 filled with pure air? MT. Robert even
 felt twinge of remorse besides. He was brother to girl almost as beau-
 tiful as wonder one (to my mind far more beautifully and he recalled that
 in two years he had not seen her nor
 made strenuous efforts to keep up the correspondence Another good point
 added to the score of love! And. alas!
 he might never see this charming girl
 again, this daughter so full of filial
 love and care. He had sought the cap-
 tain, but that hale and hearty old sea-dog had politely rebuffed him.
 My dear young man." he said. '''I do all possibly can for the enter tainment and comfort of my passen- gers, but in this case I must refuse your request"
 And pray, why, sir?" demanded MT. Robert, with dignity.
 . For the one and simple reason that Col Annesley expressed the desire to be the recipient of no ship introduc- tions."
 What the deuce is he, billion aire? "You have me there, sir. I confess that I know nothing whatever about him. This is the first time he has ever sailed on my deck"
 All of which perfectly accounts for Mir. Roberts sighs in what musicians call the doloroso. If only he knew the colonel. How simple it would be! Certainly. West Point graduate would find some consideration. But the colonel spoke to no one save his daughter, and his daughter to no one save her parent, her maid. and the stewardess. Would they remain in New York or would they seek their far-off southern home? Oh, the thous- ands of questions which surged through his brain! From time to time he glanced sympathetically at the col onel. whose fingers drummed and drummed and drummed.
 "'Poor wretch! his stomach must be in bad shape. Or maybe he has the palsy" Warburton unused upon the curious incertitude of the human anat- omy.
 But Col. Annesley did not have the palsy. What he had is at once the greatest blessing and the greatest curse of God-remembrance or conscience, if you will.
 What beautiful color her hair was, with sunshine and shadow! .. . Pshaw. MT. Robert threw aside his shawl and book Git is of no real im- portance, but may as well add that he never completed the reading of that summers most popular novel; and sought the smoking-room. where, with the aid of fat perfecto and a liberal stack of blues. he proceeded to divert himself till the boat reached quarantine. shall not say that he left any of his patrimony at the ma. hogany table with it's green-baize ! covering and it's little brass disks for ,igar ashes. but I am certain that he !, lid not make one of those stupendous winnings We often read about and never witness. This much. however: | he made the acquaintance of a very important parsonage. who was pres sntly 10 add no insignificant weight on he scales of Mir. Roberts destiny.
 He was a Russian. young. handsome. 'uave. Of what the newspapers insist [ ,n calling distinguished bearing. He ;poke English pleasantly but imper- iectly. He possessed a capital fund of . IneodOte. and Warburton. being an , Irmy man. loved a good droll story. IL ' vas a revelation to see the way he ipped the end of his cigar into his | ofee. a stimulant which he drank . nth Bslzacian frequency and relish. 'esides these accomplishments. hs layed very smooth hand al the great Imerfean game While Mir Roberts dmirstion vas not aroused, it was Irely awakened.
 Mir hero had no trouble with the ustons oficisls. A brace of old 'rench dueIing pistols and Turkish Imitar were the only articles which light possibly have been dufiable. !, he inspector looked hard. but he was nsIIy convinced that Mr. Robert was ot a professional eurio-colleetor- Col Anneslsy and his daughter were "a hands: they had gone thro1Eh all his before Scsrce an article iu their -unks uss disturbed
 Ores ostside. the colonel ezax+lt the ys of a czbby. and he and his dsHgh- .r s-sp7ed Iu- -HoIIsnd Hozss. sir. did yoa szy- sled tke esbby-