Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1908-10-09
ROCKVILLE MARYLAND FRIDAY MORNING. OCTOBER g. 1905.
HIGH TIME.
By CONSTANCE
DARCY MACKAY.
Copyrighted, 1908. by Associated
Literary Press.

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Then l suppose it's no use to ar
gue?"
mot the slightest. When a Willard
makes up her mind 1t stays made up,
and l made up my mind yesterday,
Bobbie."
"You mean your Aunt Isobel made 1t
up for you," Robert Ashton answered,
looking at Katherine Willard as she
perched beside him In the bow Of the
boat. The wind blew her hair into dis
tracing ripples She put back strand
of 1t as she faced him, replying;
"She did have a good deal to do with
1t, I'll admit. But, after all, she has
lived much longer In this world than I
have and has gained more wisdom"
Yes. worldly wisdom"
isn't that often another name for
common sense2 Besides, there are mo-
ments when feel that she knows me
better than l know myself. do love
the ct ceteras Of life SO, Bobby Love in
Harlem fat would never do for me.
| want all the pate de fois gras of ex-
uhu uOhC VI thC AyO DAtdus
And you know from the first I've new
err given you the least cause for hope.
I've always been perfectly frank with
you, haven't II"
Always"
"Then l can't see why you should
protest so much.'
well, for one reason l hate to see
ator Rathbone."
"Thank your
"And, for another, what man gives
up the girl he loves without struggle
1t isn't human nature to forego thing
simply because it's beyond your reach.
And then there's third reason. We
could be 30 gloriously happyw
The girl averted her eyes.
Couldn't WEI" he persisted.
II don't know she faltered.
"Ah, but you do know! You know
we're one In everything. That's why
dare to persist so much We like the
same things. We like the same people,
We have the same sense Of humOr-ex-
cept In. the case of Senator Rathbonew
DODDlt, IL yOu Ihh Vi my
friend won't take you sailing again.
But, Katherine"-
Now, Bobbiew For second time
she faced him squarely. "I've told you
my minds made up, and / mean what
| say. You've been good friend to
me- and I've enjoyed the times we've
had together. But IL we're to be good
friends still this kind of thing can't
keep going on. Don't you see how
hard you are making 1t for me? Either
you must promise me not to mention
1t again or I'll have to give up seeing
you entirely"
"All right" he replied, with that
Characteristic boyishness that women
always found so adorable in him. "I'll
be good"
He nodded at her smllingly, and she
told herself that, after all, he was only
a boy with boys ardor-twenty-hvc
and not yet grown up! But that was
because she was looking at his smile
and not at what lay In his eyes.
She let out the main sheet Of the
White Lady until the spray dashed
across the bow OF the trim little craft.
II was gray day, with hint Of rain
In the air and the sea gulls lowering
inland such n day as sends the usual
summer resorter to a coy chair by
pickering logs with novel close Mt
hand and the fisher folk out to open
sea with the promise Of n heavy catch,
Between gray green water and slate
gray sky the White Lady seemed the
only thing adoat as she skinned and
tackled and lifted on the crest OF the
waves. They were racing to wind
ward now, and the homes OF the shore
dwellers faded I'm the distance. Here
and there stood the solitary houses Of
fishermen; then these, too. became
fewer
The shore rose to bare, rocky head
lands capped with stunted pines
gaunt, Jagged rocks with the water
Dreaming at their base. Islands rose,
mere specks IN the distance, only dis
cernlble because Of the surf that play.
ed about them or the dwelling or two
that reclaimed them from utter loneli.
ness. The White Lady throbbed and
few, 80 tense, SO alive, 80 Seemingly
a part Of the elements that II was
hard to believe her thing Of wood
and canvas.
"Look outr sang Ashton as the boat
came suddenly about. THAT was a
pretty close shave"
who sails with me holds life In
fee," laughed Katherine, intoxicated
with wave and wind and foam.
There is such thing as common
sense" quoted Ashton.
But the wine of the sea was In Kath-
crimes blood. She rounded another
fiat rock triumphantly.
Careful cautioned Ashton.
"AfraldY' she tainted, with upllfted
chin, and then laughed as scarlet
surged across his keen young face
sail where you like! I don't care"
he cried.
"You think" she scoffed recklessly,
that Just because I'm n girl can't
manage my own boat Why, round
Ing these rocks Is perfect game for
me! I've done It lots OF times OF
course know the summer people are
warned against 1t. But I'm not sum.
mer person at heart. I'm what Cap.
tain Davy calls regular salt and
allow no mutlny on the part of my
crew. SO therel And whoever ac-
cepts my invitation to sail accepts the
RISKS that accompany It, Sing no,
sing no, for sailors life, sing no.
sing no. for a.