The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-23
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What ship is this? I'm trying to ind
the -
The Dora" the other interrupted.
The Dora" Carter repeated and bit
his lips.
Yes. where are you trying to get
Carter cursed his luck.
The yacht cub landing" he lied
glibly
I'm have one of my men set you
across, they understand this fog bet
ter, guess. than you or l. Come on
board for q second. You're right near
the gangway."
Carriers heart leaped to hts throat,
and he made fast to the gangway
nearby and sprang up the steps.
The other met him at the top.
I'm Mr.. Grent," he said. wait,
I'll call the captain"
Don't bother, please, Mr.. Grent,"
Carter protested, Pm sure l can find
my way"
No, no, young man. you'd get lost
in no time. Stand there a moment,
III switch on the deck lights" He
left Carter for an instant and CROPPED
his way along the rail, then instan-
taneously the ship from bow to stern
was flooded with light.
Carter gRsped in surprise.
What beauty" he cried with hon
est enthusiasm.
The older man smiled with pleasure.
You like her?" he asked. I'm
| proud Of her. She's the fastest boat
on this side, and seaworthy, too,
| what's more"
She looks It. I've been watching
her for two days from the cliffs. She's
got wonderful lines. suppose, though,
her engines take up lots of room"
There you're wrong" the other
said quickly. That's the thing that's
best about her She can steam eigh-
teen knots and her turbines don't take
| up any more room than the average
/ engine does in boat half her size.
| Would you like to look at them?" he
asked. Carter saw that he had touched
his hobby.
You bet would: I'm crazy about
engines. aren't you?"
Mr.. Grent nodded Yes, but don't
know half as much about them as I'd
| like to. Follow me-" and he led the
way. across the Doro's broad deck.
| A voice came up from below. It
made Carter thrill with Joy
Daddy, who are you talking to up
there?"
Mr. Grent looked at Carter.
| Carter is my name, SIR"
| Mr.. Carter. He got lost In the fog
! in row-boat and ran into the Dora !.
| He heard startled "Oh!" from be-
| low.
Was it a very little row-boat with
| red cushions?" Carter heard the voice
! ask.
Mr.. Grent laughed.
Indeed. Dora, don't know. Does
that make any difference? Mr.. Car
ter Mr.. Grent chuckled, was 1t a
very little boat with red cushions?"
| and then, Were coming down, Dora
Mr.. Carter wants to see the engines"
You mean you want to show them
to him." the voice replied.
! Carter protested.
Mr.. Grent smiled, stepped down
! through the hatchway and paused to
/ say:
My daughter thinks I'm cracked on
] the subject of the Dora, and the en-
/ gines in particular, but in truth she
/ does mean a good deal to me. She's
named after my wife, you see, who
/ died some years ago, and Dora, that's
my daughters name too"
Il can easily understand, sir, what
she means to you" Carter replied se-
| riously.- and followed the other down
the companionway.
Wait here a moment, Mr. Carter,
while go see If everything is o. K"
Carter looked around him. He stood
4 in roomy saloon with books on white
I shelves around the wall, and large
! green shaded light swinging over a
! table covered with magazines, novel
or two, and several boxes of cigars.
| He heard step at the door He
/ glanced up expecting Mr.. Grent. A
4 girl stood there framed in the door
way watching him.
He advanced and she came toward
him.
Miss Grent."
You didn't keep your promise you
found out my name" she expostu-
lated.
4 Garter shook his head
Il swear / didn't. Your father Just
now told me-"
And yours is Carter, heard Father
say IT,"
Carter nodded his head, Dick Car
ter" he said.
.SlS LoAiScu Uc WOIc d SuOUtiuS
4 Jacket over evening clothes
Where were you going" she asked,
looking away, when you bumped into
the Doraf''
Carter came nearer.
You know" he said gently, you
I know was coming to say good-by"
4 The girl did not answer and dropped
/ her eyes.
But wouldn't have found you, you
weren't on deck" he added in tone
Of reproach.
Dad forbid me to go. He said 1t
was too damp in the fog. l tried"
Quick, before your father comes
back-when shall see you again" he
asked. IF you're going away SO soon?"
I The girl shook her head.
Never. think; we're not likely to
meet in New York"
! Why mott | may call, may not?"
She shook her head and smiled
5 1t wouldn't do. We don't belong
/ to your SCI"
Carter came nearer and took her
hand in his. and held 1t tight She
/ tried to snatch 1t away and the blood
I suddenly left her face white, then
( poured back swiftly again, turning her
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