Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1912-01-20

The barkentine had been partially dis-
abled in the storm, and blown far out
of her course. Through incredible
hnrdShips-the chief Of which. In Nc
Lanes mind. had been scant raticns--
she had Tough; her way into New York.
where she had arrived that ~ 'sning.
1enney knew that rs soon rs Bert
Lowell learned OF the rescue he would
come dying on the wings OF the wind.
and the storm OF llattcras would not
be worth mentioning In comparison
with the scene that would ensue. II
therefore seemed TO be his duty to in
form McIane nj once OF the facts in
regard to his prophetic poem.
McLanc seemed much disturbed. but
he exhibited no rcmorse.
1T seemed to he n good thing he
said. and sent II around: that's all.
But. see here. old man. something's
got TO be done. and in n hurry Can
you lend me any money!"
Tenney always carried large sum
in cash lie appreciated cash. for he
was once poor. Upon this emergency
he contributed $500 to further Nc
Lanes fight from tho vengeance OF
Lowell aud Holley. McLane arrayed
himself Ia Tenney's garments. and then
he sailed forth.
you'll hear from me later" said he.
Tenney paced his room. prey TO the
bittercsi suspicious Would McLane
go 10 see Miss Holley? How would
she receive him? Was 1t possible that
she loved him? The poor fellow held
his head In his hands and walked miles
and miles around his study table.
Abont 2 In the afternoon Bert Lowell
came. In excellent humor, grinning
from ear TO ear.
We'll" said he. Il told you the little
cad wasn't drowned. He's safe. right
enough"
Does Marie know?"
"Oh. yes; Marie and I have had a
little talk. and ind that l was mis-
taken. She cared nothing for McLane.
II was Archer"
Archer
"Surc-Douglas Archer. who was
one of Allerton's guests on the yacht.
He's the man she was crying about-a
very decent fellow. too. I'm bound TO
admit. in spite of what said. II seems
that they were secretly engaged. OF
course" he added. with n grin. this Is
rather rough Oh you. my boy. but you'll
get over IT,.
with all my heart and SOUL" said
Tenncy fcrvently. Il wish her well.
May every blessing that illumines hui
man life descend upon her"
THAT sounds like one OF your
books. said Lowell. II didn't suppose
anybody acted that way in real life."
Real life is blasted strange thing"
responded Tenney. with an eye on the
telephone and longing inexpressibly to
call up Alicia Holley.
As II in response TO this glance. the
bell rang. Tenney leaped to answer H.
McLane's voice greeted him.
IL say. old man." said the voice,
could you possibly dig up couple OF
hundred more for me? I'm going to be
married
Tenney tried again and again 70
speak. but his voice would not come
He was shivering like a dog In cold
rain
TO whom" he finally whispered
and then. with desperation. In a sort
of shrek. 10 whom"
Cynthia Arnold" answered Nc
Lane. You remember her. Of course
| sent the poem to her TOO. | wrote II
for her. Really. old man. l did. upon
my word. And I've found out in these
last weeks how much loved her. by
love. there wasn't another thought IN
my mind but just Cynthia while ] was
facing death In that storm and starva
ton IN that blasted brigantine. l sup
pose lot Of puppy dogs will say that
| am thinking OF her money. but you
will know better. This Is love match
IL ever there was one. but of course