The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1912-04-15
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GREAT SERIAL STORY BY W.
MARTHA BELLINl !!l l!:I!. . 4 M
Copyright Company
Copyright. 1911. The BobsSh sssM Company

spirit. II was not In her heart TO
keep him from her; but Aleck achiey-
ed the supermundane feat OF making
! his influence felt most keenly when
she was alone. She dwelt upon him
! in her thoughts more intensely than
she herself knew and that intense
ness was only the reflection OF his
own thought for her.
They had been sailing little more
than a week, changing the low, placid
Connecticut fields for the rougher
northern shores. going sometimes
farther out TO sea. but delighting
most in the sweet, pinefringed coast
OF Maine, There were no more large
cities to visit, only small villages
where fishermen gathered after their
weeks haul or where slow. primitive
at.building was still carried on
Most or the inhabitants OF the coast
country appeared to be farmers as
well as fishermen. even where the
soil was least promising. The aspect
OF the shores was that OF a limited
| but fairly prosperous agricultural
community Under the shadow of the
hills were staid little homes, or fresh
painted smart cottages. Sometimes a
|
were headlands formed by mighty
! boulders, against which the waves
vanish for a space Here and there
miles and miles. and the hills would
endlessly dashed and as endiessly
foamed back into the sea.
Such a headland doomed up on their
! starboard one evening when the sun
was low; and as the plumes OF spray
-. sh. L.. hterh hi
the air a rainbow formed itself in the
| fieeting mist II was fairy picture,
! repeating itself two or three times, no
more.
That's my symbol of hope said
| Aleck quite impersonally, to anybody
who chose TO hear.
! Mr.. Chamberlain turned 10 Aleck
with his ready courtesy. Not the
only one you have received, hope, on
this charming voyage"
| Madame Reynier was ready with
her pleasant word Aren't We all
symbols for you-ff not OF hope, then
OF your success as host? We've lost
! our aches and our pains, our nerves
| and our troubles all gone overheard
| from the Sea Gull
| You're all tremendously good 10
|
| words coming with great sincerity.
Melanie kept silence, but she re-
membered the rainbow.
The headland was the landward end
OF a small island, one part of which
was thickly wooded. A large unused
house stood in a clearing, evidently
once a rather pretentious summer rest
dence. though now there were many
signs OF dilapidation. The pier on the
beach had been almost entirely beaten
down by storms, and small, fiimsy
slip had taken its place, running far
down into the water. A thin line or
smoke rose from the chimney OF one
OF the outbuildings; and while they
looked and listened the raucous cry OF
peacock came to them over the still
water. Presently Chamberlain sug-
gested:
Il feel il in my bones that therell
be Holsters over there to be had for
the asking | heard your man say he
wanted Holsters, Van; and believe
| I'll row over there and see I'm feel.
Ing uncommonly fit and need some ex-
ercise."
"All right, I'll go too said Aleck.
I'm bet a bouquet that | beat you
rowing over-Miss Reynier 10 furnish
the bouquet" was Chamberlain's next
proposition. DO you agree TO that,
my lady?"
And pray, where should | get a
bouquet"
"Oh, the next time we get on land.
And we won't put up with any old
bouquet of juniper bushes and rocks,
either We want a good. old-fashioned
round bouquet of garden posies, with
mignonette round the edge and rose
in the middle; a sure-enough token
of esteem-that kind of thing, you
know Is II bargain. Miss Reynier?'
Very we'll 1t is bargain" agreed
Melanie but | shall choose bache-
lors' buttons!"
So they took the tender and got of.
with a great show of exactness as TO
time and strictness OF rules. Madame
Reynier was to hold the watch, and
Aleck was 10 wave a white handker-
lchief the minute they touched sand.
Mr.. Chamberlain was 10 give like
signal when they started back. The
yacht slowed down and held her place
as nearly as possible.
(To BE contInued)
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