News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1911-02-01

and the reputation was that Of genera
sharpness IN trade and stngnoss il
money matters. Betsy's personal appea
did not. therefore, touch his heart t.
any great extent, He surmised alsC
that for Seth Howes and his wife t
themselves promised a darby in the
wood pile somewhere, But for the
daughter of Emily Richards TO be sug
gested as possible housekeeper at the
ing, certainly.
When the captain was not captain
when he was merely young Cy," a
boy, living with his parents-a dancing
school was organized in Bayport. 1t
was an innovation for our village and
| frowned upon by many of the older
and stricter inhabitants. However,
most of the captains boy friends were
permitted to attend. Young Cy was
waste Of time and, if not wicked, GER
tainly frivolous and nonsensical, so
the boy remained at home. But, in
spite of the parental order. he prac-
iced some of the figures Of the qua
drilles and the contradances in his
comrades barns, learning them at Sec
ond hand, so to speak.
One winter there was to be a party
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wealthy people with fifteen-year-old
daughter. 1t was to be a grand af-
fair, and most of the boys and girls in
the neighboring towns were invited.
wonder, was permitted to attend. The
Bayport contingent went over in a big
hayrick on runners, and the moonlight
ride was jolly enough. The Nickerson
mansion was crowded, and there were
music and dancing.
Young Cy was miserable during the
dancing. He didn't dare attempt it
in spite of his lessons in the barn. So,
while the rest of his boy friends sought
partners for the Portland Fancy" and
"Hulrs Victory" he sat forlorn in a
corner.
AS he sat there he was approached
by young lady radiant in muslin and
ribbons. She was three or four years
older than he was, and he had wor-
SHIPPED her from afar as she whirled
up and down the line in the Virginia
reel She never lacked partners and
seemed to be a great favorite with the
young men, especially one good looking
chap with a sunburned face, who look
ed like a sailor
They were forming sets for Money
Musk" 1t was ladies choice" and
there was q demand for more couples.
The young lady came over to Cy's cor
ner and laughingly dropped him a
courtesy.
IF you please" she said. Il want a
partner. VIII you do me the honorY
Cy blushingy avowed that he could
not dance any to speak of.
ooh, yes, you can. I'm sure you can.
You're the Whitaker boy, aren't you?
I've heard about your barn lessons,
and l want you to try this with me.
Please do! No, John" she added, turn
ing to the sunburned young fellow who
had followed her across the room,
this is my choice, and here is my
partner. Susie Taylor is after you,
and you mustn't run away. Come Mr..
!
SO Cy took her arm. and they danced
Money Musk" together. He made
but a few mistakes, and these she
helped him to, correct so easily that
none noticed. His success gave him
courage, and he essayed other dances. |
In fact, he had a very good time at the |
party after all.
On the way home he thought a great |
deal about the prettyyoung lady, whose
name he discovered was Emily Rich |
ards. He decided that if she would |
only wait for him he might like to |
marry her when he grew up. But he !
was thirteen, and she was seventeen, /
and the very next year she married |
John Thayer, the sailor in the blue
suit And two years after that young
Cy ran away to be a sailor himself
In spite of his age and his lifetime
Of battering about the world, Captain
Ty had a sentimental streak in his
His regeneration of the old
home proved that. Betsy's letter in
-erested him. He had made guarded
inquiries concerning Mary Thayer,
now Mary Thomas, of others besides
Asaph, and the answers had been sat
sfactory so far as they went. Those
who remembered her had liked her
very much. The captain had even
begun a letter to Mrs. Thomas, but
aid it aside unfinished, having since
3ailey's unfortunate experience with
he widow Beasley prejudice against
He meditated and smoked for an
)ther hour Then, his mind being
made up, be pulled down the desk lid
If the old fashioned secretary, resur-
'ected from a pile of papers the note
Re had begun to Mrs. Thomas, dipped
! sputtering pen into the ink bottle
md proceeded to write.
His letter was a short one and rather
loncommittaL AS Mrs. Thomas no
lOubt knew, he had come back to live
n his fathers house at Bayport. He
night possibly need some one to keep
,o11ca for him Ho understood fbot cho