The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1907-10-19
Someone's Letter


"You and 1 have always been such
good comrades, Peggy, l am going to
tell you something" Adams began
leaning forward to obtain better view
of Miss Bruce's pleasant features.
"Only a little while ago, as l was
coming along the beach, the wind
caught a scrap Of paper and swirled ii
around so near that l grabbed it, and
had read it, before 1 realized what
was doing 1t was part of letter in
which some girl described her ideal
man for her best friends information
and-I know you will laugh couldn't
help recognizing myself"
what a conceited thing to do" Peg
Nv retored, smiling. 'Girls write lots
Of nonsense"
This wasn't nonsense, If you please
it rang true. 1 mean to find out who
that girl is" he declared.
II believe you are half in love with
her already" she insisted mis-
chievously.
Perhaps 1 am Adams admitted
calmly.
"Oh, Mr.. Adams" they heard in af.
fected tones; as Violet Sincell hurried
to where they were seated on ledge of
rocks near the sea. Il hope l haven't
kept you waiting long,
That's all right" said Adam, ris-
ing. Were going sailing, Peggy
Won't you come along?"
mo, thank you, hope you will have
a pleasant time" She waved her hand
In farewell, and returned to the Bruce
cottage, at which she and her father
were entertaining a small party com
posed of Emory Adams, young lawyer
whom she had known from babyhood
and his mother, besides her two
friends, Violet Sincell and Bernice
Shaw.
Sea and Sky were soft, cool gray,
the light changing from moment to mo-
ment. By the time Violet and Adams
returned from their afternoons outing
an impalpable curtain shut off the
ocean from view, rain began to fall, and
the waves dashed thunderously against
the rocks. A constraint seemed to have
arisen between Violet and Adams, and
after dinner, Miss Sincell, pleading ia
tigue, went to her room. The remainder
of the party were engaged in a game
of bridge, with the exception of Peggy
| and Adams.
Miss Bruce, who Adams thought
looked very well in soft, white gown
seated herself at the piano and began
the Brahms Wiegenlied, while ne leaned
against the instrument, listening to her
playing. Suddenly she raised her
brown eyes from the keyboard to his
face, its strong features framed In
smooth lustrous hair
"You look worried, Emory?'' she OBJ
served Did you and vi have quar-
rel this afternoon"
"Oh, bless you, no." he FASTENED to
say. "She was frightened at the fog
and once she clutched me around the
neck and nearly upset the boat. She is
nice girl, and an awfully pretty girl
yet l think should feel relieved If /
knew that she didn't write that let.
| ter"
''Now that Is too bad" Peggy told
him. wi has taken great fancy to
you. She speaks Of you and Boston in
the same tone she uses when referring
to heaven and the angels"
The CONSERVATION expressed on Ad.
ans face at the information sent Peg
gy into gale of laughter. Don't looh
like that" she gasped; 7 don't believe
her infatuation is serious-you needn't
feel obliged to propose"
Adams came nearer to Peggy's side
Miss Shaw is hardly the kind Of Cir
who would disclose her feelings easily
1t seems to me-" he confided, In a low.
cred tone. 81 like her; she has q
strong, fine personality. But
Are you determined to run that pool
| GIRL who wrote silly letter. to earth r
Peggy interrupted. Take my advice