Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-02-06
BY
Harold
MaCCrath

Laura, come In"
The girl stood framed in the low
doorway, a charming picture to the old
man and a lovely one to the secretary.
She balanced herself with a hand on
each side of the jam.
Father, how can you work when the
sur is SO beautiful outside? Good
morning, Mr.. B~reitmann,' cordially.
Good morning"
Work is over, Laura. Come in"
The admiral reached forth an arm and
osught her, drawing her gently in and
finally to his breast.
Breltmann would have given an eye
for that right. The picture set his
nerves twitching.
Il am not in the way?"
Not at ALL" answered the secretary.
II was just leaving" and with good
foresight he passed out.
"a thing of beauty is a joy forever"
murmured the admiral.
"Fudge!" and she laughed.
I'VE are having a fine voyage
Splendid! Why is it that | am al
ways happy"
III is because YOU do not depend upon
others for it, my dear. I am happy, too.
I am as happy as a boy with his first
boat. But never has q ship gone slower
h this n of mine. l am simply
crazy to drop anchor in the Gulf of
Ajaccio. I find 1t on the tip of my
tongue, every night at dinner, to tell
tho others where we are bound"
why not? Where's the harm now"
Il dom know, but something keeps
It back. Laura" looking into her eyes,
did we ever cruise with brighter men
on board?"
What is 1t you wish to know,
fatherf" merrily. You dear old sailor,
don't o understand that these men
are different2 They are men who ac-
complsh things; they haven't time to
bother about young women"
lyon don't say" pinchlng the ear
nearest.
This Ia the seventh day out, n not
n Of them has ceased to be interest
ing yet"
Would they cease to be interesting
II they ~proposed?" quizzing.
These two had no unshared secret&
They were sure of each other. Ho
knew that when this child of his di-
vtded her affection with another man.
that man would be deserving.
Il would rather have them all as they
are. They make fine comrades"
He sighed thankfully. Arthur seems
TO be out of the race"
Rather say I amir with laughter.
why. a child could read Arthur Ca
thieves face when he looks at her. Isn't
she simply beautiful?"
Very. But there are types ana
types"
Am really pretty" Sometimes
she grew shy under her fathers open
admiration. She was afraid 1t was his
love. rather than his judgment that
made her beautiful In his eyes.
My child. there's more than one man
who will agree with me when 1 say that
there IL no n to compare with you.
You arc the living quotation from
Keats"
IT shall kiss you for that" And
st~raightway she did.
What do you think of MI. Brett
MANN soberly.
He is charming sometimes; but he
has a little too much reserve. Doubt
less he sees his position too keenly.
He should not"
do you like him."
Yes" frankly.
$50 do I; and yet there are moments
I do not" The admiral filled his
pipe carefully.
but your r~eason?" surprised.
That's just the trouble. I haven't
any tangible reason. The doubt ex-
lists, and I can't explain 1t. The sea
often looks smooth and mild, and the
sky is cloudless; yet an old sailor will
suddenly grow suspicious; he will see
q storm, a heavy blow, And why, he
say for the life of him. Flana-
gan will tell you"
The girl grew studious and grave.
there not been an echo of this
doubt in her own mind? Immediately
she smiled.
we are talking nonsense and vast
the sunshine"
How about Fitzgerald"
ooh, he's the most sensible OF them
all. He proposed to me the first night
"What?" The admiral dropped hts