Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1912-05-10
It Was To Be For Sal"


use, Aunt Louise. I'm going on the
next boat. Jim has hoisted the flag
and it will be here in ten minutes"
DO be careful about missing the
train" cautioned Mrs. Oxley. 81 shall
worry if you are out late; remember
your failings."
The young woman pouted. Il never
can go anywhere without a peck Of
advice, Just as though | was an in
FAINT. You haven't said what you want.
ed, Aunt Louise"
What's the use," retorted Mrs.
Pierce; "it's no more nor less than q
can Of that potted chicken at Lovell's.
What do you say to that, young LADY,"
'Hm-hm!" murmured Rosette faint
ly. all think about 1t, auntie. Good
bye"
AS the boat splashed around the
point Rosette looked dismally at the
little. red station planted upon the
bare, sandy knoll like danger signal.
1T will be perfectly horrid in the city
hot and stupid-but Aunt Louise
must be taught lesson. l won't have
her making any matches for me. Cas-
sius Lanford, indeed"
It lacked an hour of luncheon time
when Rosette sank exhausted on the
nearest seat in madam's cool parlors.
"How will l ever get through this aft
ernoon?" she inwardly groaned. I've
great mind to take the next train
back, but then I'd be sure to see that
that creature! And if l should stop
at any of the resorts the folks would
find it out. No, I'll stay until the $40
if melt"
Rosette looked out of the window
lstlessly. Across the way two huge
gray lions summed themselves on eth
er side of a wide-pillared portico.
There" Rosette started with renewed
energy. 'Tll go over to the gallery
right after lunch and look at those
etchings Miss Carew was speaking of
yesterday"
A tall, fine built young fellow was
bending interestedly over a collection.
"He must be an artist" thought Ro-
settle covertly cycling the strong, intel
lectual face.
Suddenly, the stranger looked at his
watch and hurried away. Rosette's
interest began to wane; she wandered
through the rooms absent-mindedly.
When a clock struck she started in
establishment; the afternoon had
slipped away without her realizing
it.
A dull, rayless sky hung gloomily
above the waters of the lake as a sin
gle passenger alighted at the little
red station.
Rosette peered beneath the awning.
capt. Duggauld!"
"Ay, ay," responded a bluff, deep
chested voice from the depths of the
shadows, and the owner Of the Water
Sprite appeared thickset person.
age with grizzled hair and beard and
the rolling gait Of a sailor.
VIII you take me across, captain?"
Rosette put the question anxiously.
Couldn't think of Il, maam-jest
one passenger. I'm lookin' for q tick.
lish night, but ye can't tell. Fl 1t was
Of Huron. now, Pd know Just what to
depend on: ef the signs wus fer foul,
wy foul # nd be, but this 'ere's the
most spiteful, capreeshus teacuptul!"
But | must get over some vay!"
Rosette started as though she had Sc
rious intentions Of wading the dis
lance.
%E It amt that oxley gid! wy I
didn't know ye! An your mas worry.
in most likely. Well. now, seem it's
you mebbe l might make T."
A grinding shock sent Rnsette from
her seat to the bottom Of the boat
with q heavy jar. There were muttered
ordinations from Capt D1zyauld, as,
suddenly arrested IN ifs course, the
boat with one brief fiuttering like a
disabled bird, give a sidevise mrch
and settled helplessly upon some OBJ
struction underneath-the evident
cause Of the catastrophe.
"Ha1loo! HaIlooi" called q strong
voice when within speaking distance.
Whats the rouble?"
@Git her round t'other side,' bavied
the captain. We're stuck on this
COMPOUNDED OF stump"
Nearly drenched. Rosette was as
sisted into the rescuing boat and in a
maze found herself facing her athlete
Of the afternoon.
= had inst reached the hotel when I
heard your stgnal!" be explained
wy, If II amt ME. Lantord," en-
cldmed the old man with enthusiasm
Wed probably bin playing with the
fishes bout this time eff ye hadn't
steered up Jest as ye did. Look
there!' A Tapping awning and a
smokestack was all that was left Of
the once vigorous Water Sprite.
Rosette pushed back the muslin dra-
peries Of her window and bolstered
her cWly head upon q round, white
arm. Through breach IN the dark
ness above q stream Of light trailed
across the lake and TUNED to silver
the tossing whitec1ps IN It's path. For