The Ketchikan miner., 1908-08-22
and the
 1 .Seashell.
N INA WRIGHT HANSON.
Cepyrightsd. lsce. by Associated Literary Prsss.

Juse before the lunch hour there had been great excitement around the ca sino a< Santa Cruz Jeannette wash. burn had beea last of the bathers to leave the surf and In her usual recx- lees mau1er had started to swim to the raft after che was tired enough to leavs the water. She made the raft all right but halfway back she went un- der.
 Pat1ieia, On the pleasure pier, had givsn the alarm. and two men put out in . beat Before they bore their drip ping burdsn up the pier steps . crowd had RtAsrsd from all dtsetions. The teaeA policeman had como running te prsss them back and allow the mon to hurry through with the half drowned sira
 TAsa tAs crowd dispsrssd, except rltrisiA, who haA given the alarm. WAeA c1s waaks always with . eruteh 1t D better not to walk in . crowd 90 shs waitea tn the pier was deserted and sAs had found that Jeannetts ws0A rscovse. Then she went home.
 UaAlly Patrisia's aow steps wers Aek wearfsems to her. for the beauty ef the hills kept her company. the lswsss along the way were her friends, ana the vuiee of the ocean said to her many thfn0A but today she saw neither Af1ls nor hewsrs. and she heard noth- ins but her swn hearts cry. Ernest W@tworth loves Jeannetter'
 Tho had heard 1t yesterday. and . Dl1npss of his white facs in the crowd toAAy confirmed the rumor that he vas Soins to marry Jeanette Wash harR- She had said 1t over and over fn tAs night watches. wacnS war with her ewn eager heart and telling 1t to bs ashamed for giving its love un- asked.
 Wh0 she saw Jeannette near to dkswufns she was wild to plunge in aAd sxtm out to her and save her. and not for Jsannettss own sake.
 Even m her impulse she recognized her notive-Hot for Jeannetts's sake, but for hiA She would mako the su- prensst sacrifice of her unrequited levs. and she would do . heroie deed became of it. But even this was de- Msl her.
 Everything b denied . cripple" she thought with unwoated bitterness as Ahs reached her fathers gate. If I w1es like other girls hs might have chosen me~
 LAts in the afternoon. in the brief hours between dinner and tho gay, life sf the evening. whan she knew the ca sine would b. almost deserted, she went back to alt On the steps and look sila0tiy seaward.
 Away to the horizon were fishing beats and . plsasurs yacht. its white safls gisAming silver in the sun. Near = the shors showed the dark hulk of ths buey. and nearer stil the sea birds 0sing and dipping
 All this was on the ssa- On the sand uasSa lone ngnrs. . woman in . faded SEssas drssa. its skirts held ungraeeful- I up froo the kelp n she walked tho aanp saAds gathering seasheus.,
 Patricla. watching her dreari1y. saw her pick up enc. lock at 1t carefully. theA put 1t h her jacket pocket Tho AaKt she threw away. perhaps because ef flaw CT bxsak CT lack of luster.
 -DcaamiAgs" said voice very pleas aAt ts Patrfcla's eau, and Wentworth rat down beside her.
 It ouly made ft the harder to have hiu kind to her. Did . crunb ever do . particle ef Eosd whea one was starv- A& for the whole loaf! Poor PatrieiaI St11 e As was thsrs, and as hs was Aee aaying anything mers, ahs must Rake talk. Any kind of talk WAS bet tax tAaA si1encs. % che spoke of what sAe Aad ben tht1king.
 "Yo0dsr is fate." She pointed to the shell GAthsrr. Choosing. rejecting: euzsins. OA. poor little thrown away shsllst"
 ehe had tried to mako her words souad light. but the man heard the note of pain. He bsnt toward her, and his vaco was very kind.
 T have known you . year." he said, saAd AsTec saw you morbid before. But you are morbid now. You arc tired The excitement this morning was too much for you"