The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1910-07-14

TITS for YOU he rejoined, and hi
lips closed together resolutely.
He was stepping past her, wheI
over the seaward edge Of the elf
there came a sound like the yell of {
raging sea monster.
SIREN shouted Blake, whirlinl
about ;
The cloud of smoke beyond the cliff
end was now rolling up more TO the
left He dashed away towards the
north edge OF the cliff as though he
intended to leap off into space The
girl ran after him as fast as she could
over the loose stones. Before she had
covered half the distance she saw him
halt on the very brink Of the cliff
and begin to wave and shout like a
mailman. A few steps farther on she
caught sight of the steamer. 1t was
Lying close in, only a little way off
the north point of the headland.
Even as she saw the vessel, its siren
responded to Blake's wild gestures
with a series of joyous screams. There
could be no mistake. He had been
seen. Already they we're letting so
Ianchor, and there was a little crowd
of men gathering about one of the
boats. Blake turned and started on
run for the cliff But Miss Leslie
darted before him, compelling him to
halt.
Watt" she cried, her eyes spar.
king with happy tears. Tom, it's
come now. You needn't"
Let me by! I'm going to meet
them. want to"
But she put her hands upon his
shoulders
Toni" she whispered, 'let 1t be
now before any one-anything can
possibly come between us, Let It
be part of our life here--here, where
I've learned how brave and true
real man can bel"
And then have him prove himself
a sneak!" he cried. No; | won't,
Jenny! I've got you to think of. Wait
till I've seen your father. Ten to
one he'll not hear of it-he'l cut you
off without a cent. Not but what I'd
be glad myself; but you're used to
Injuries, grille, and I'm poor man.
| can't give them to you"
She laid a hand on his mouth and
smiled up at him in tender mockery.
Come, now, Mr.. Blake; you're not
very complimentary. After surviving
my cooking all these weeks, don't you
think might do, at a pinch, for
poor mans wife,"
NO, Jenny" he protested. irving
to draw back. You oughtn't to de.
eide now. When you get back among
your friends things may look different.
rink of your society friends! Wait
TILL you see me with other men-gen.
tlemen! I'm just rough, uncultured
ordinary"
Hush" she cried and she again
placed her hand on his mouth You
sha'n't say such cruel things about Tom
my Tom-the man | trust-that L"
Her arms slipped about his neck and
her eyes shone up into his with tender
radiance.
Don't" he begged, hoarsely. |
faint fair II cant stand it,"
The man | love!" she whispered
He crushed her to him in his great
arms.
My little girl!--dear little girI'
ne repeated, and he pressed his lips
o her hair.
She snuggled her face closer against
his shoulder and replied in a very
mail voice: II. suppose you know
nat ship captains can m.marry peo
But haven't even job YETI he
Exclaimed Suppose your father"
Please listen!' she pleaded. There
vas sound like suppressed sobbing
What is it?" he ventured and he
listened, greatly perturbed The
1uhled voice sounded very meek and
iaihtive IN try to do my mart
ar Blake-really I will, II hone
We can manage to struggle along
omehow You know, / have a Uffo
/ my own It's only three-tbree mil
on; but"
What" he demanded. and he held
er out at arms length, to stare AT her
1 irownlng bewilderment. IF ia
nown that, I'd" ~
You'd never have given mo
nance io--to propose to you. Won
ear old silly" she cried. her eyes
lneins with tender miuh. "soe