The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-08-20
ELIMINATION OF FEuD
BY c. e. HARRISON.

OOySOS SAOAO VAACSVu . AO0O 10 AA0AS
as the historic one between the Mon
tagues and the Capulets. Old man
Maxwell hated old man Boyce with .
fervor inherited from their fathers be-
fore them and Ethel Maxwell hated
Carl Boyce with a flerceness reflected
from her grandfather, old man Max
well. while Carl Boyce hated Ethel
Maxwell as much as a well-favored
young fellow could be expected to
hate pretty girl. albeit not go much
rs his uncle, Old Boyce, might desire.
These being the somewhat complex
conditions and all Of the parties in
the drama were located for the sum-
mer at the same coast resort.
Now it happened that sailing was
Ethel Maxwell's enthusiasm.
So in the middle Of a glorious after
noon Ethel found herself bounding
over the pillows of the bay with .
taut sheet and q steady tiller.
Carl Boyce had decided also to take
. sail that afternoon, and was skim
ming over the waves alone with his
thoughts, when on a tack he came
right across the bow Of Ethel's boat.
In fact, Ethels quick use Of the tiller
was all that prevented a collision.
"A very awkward tack, Mr.. Boyce,"
sung out Ethel, pertly.
Didn't expect to run into ladies' on
the bay" retorted Carl. Supposed .
man was in the boat and could take
care Of himself"
Ethel flushed and sung out:
There's man enough in this boat
to beat you to the island for q silver
cup"
go ahead" came back the answer.
Now the island was far out at the
entrance to the bay, and too near the
open sea to make 1t safe sailing with
but one In q boat. So intent were the
contestants on making the best Of
their opportunities that they did not
notice the gathering clouds.
So 1t was that catastrophe ensued
right at the point Of the island. While
making tack on which they ran
rather close together, a sudden gust
Of wind from the open sea lifted
Ethel's boat fairly out of the water
and hurled 1t sQuarely against that Of
Boyce. In an instant both were in the
water and both boats hopelessly cap
sized.
Ethel was not q strong swimmer,
and with her skirts was In q bad
way, but Boyce soon had q strong
arm about her and another over . cap
sized boat.
"Well." he said, with . grin, here
IL situation for q novelist"
please remove your arm" replied
Ethel. ri can hang on quite we'll
now. What are we going to do about
it,"
II would suggest formal introduce
tions," remarked Carl. Permit me to
present Mr.. Carl Boyce. Miss Max
WELL" Then growing serious he con-
tinued: 1T would be . strange fate
were We to die together-ws who
were born to hate each other"
DO you think It Is a. bad 90 that3'
she asked, her face blanching.
1T is getting rougher every min
ute." he replied.
The next hour was . continuous
struggle with death. Finally . great
wave engulfed them and they were
carried with tremendous velocity .
great distance and finally crashed
down on the very shore Of the island.
Bqyce happily retained conscious
ness, and when his feet struck the
earth under the receding water he ut
tered . fervent prayer Of thanksgiving.
He carried his unconscious companion
ashore and set about restoring her.
Night was setting in before she was
strong enough to set up. They were
In . most embarrassing predicament.
The island was uninhabited, and the
storm had driven all boats from the
bay.
what 10 to be done?" she asked.
after they had sized the situation.
I'VE will have to remain here an
night" he replied gravely.
She turned pale even in the white.
mes Of her exhaustion. oh It 10 impos.
sible." she cried.
II fear 1t Is the only thing possi-
ble."
II had better have died in the bay"
she said slowly. Il would never dare
face my grandfather"
Miss MAXWELL" said Boyce, there
10 . better way. We will both land
at Fshville and there b married"
"Mr. Boyce!"
miss Maxwell"
1T 10 . poor time 70 jest."
T am not testing. You dare No
meet your grandfather alone vsry
well. I am not afraid Of him. We win
meet him together. I dare not meek
my uncle alone. You DO not fear
him. I will meet him with you"
A telegram from FishviJle next 6ay
announced the safety Of the two and
when they arrived later IN the day "a
the pleasure seekers were ct the train
to meet them. And speculation Wa
rife. And there was much whispsrins.
Old Maxwell and Old Boyes glared Of
each other and looked grim. Both ~.