Bisbee daily review., 1913-07-20
CHAPTER xxv.
As He Said He Would.


 The widow leaned far over the side,
 "Oh." said she, "the man is naked"
 "As truth" agreed Bertie. "Yop might retire, you know"
 T won't look" promised the widow. turning her back and peering over her shoulder. "But is he near my lamb now? Will he, can he save him !'
 unfortunately, yes, mamma" said Caroline. ..-- -.
 Bertie and Henry leaned over the rail aud watched the rescue, the long easy strokes of the swimmer and the amusement on his face as a wave car ried the struggling dog within reach and he grabbed the little woolly back
 "Savedi" cried Bertie, and turned just in time to grab Mrs. Armitage, who was also turning to see over the rail, by her fat shoulders and whirl her around again. Safe, dear lady, but look the other way. Our hero is clothed in the seafoam and his own nobility, nothing else"
 Henry was already disappearing down the companionway. the yacht was stopping and the crew standing by on the lower deck to lend assist ance to rescued and rescuer.
 The evening was warm and sultry. What little breeze tbere had been dur ing the day had gone down with the sun, while the ocean heayed and moaned in long, green swells and ran softly whispering uP the beach and splashed against the rocks with hard ly a flake of foam. The sun, sinking behind the hills, cast long orange and pink streaks across the waves, and turned the small white clouds over. head a dainty, rosy mass of drifting color.
 Bartlett and Billy strolled down the winding street of the little seaside town, out on the pier and stood idly waiting for the evening mailboat to arrive. Henrietta and the general were coming on the evening boat to spend the autumn in small cottage which the general was pleased to call his shooting box" But Bartlett's l pleasure at seeing Henrietta once more was mingled with worry and un- easiness over Billy and the Water melon. He smoked thoughtfully and watched Billy warily. tenderly. She leaned against a pile and gazed over the vast unrest of the ocean to the distant horizon, with dreaming, un- fathomable eyes. Bartlett knew oi whom she was thinking. whom wait | ing for more and more eagerly every ! H-H so rln and still he did not come. But this evening he had come. he was in the | same neighborhood, drunk and prob | ably hungry. When they met, as they must and that shortly, would he make | scene, become ioud-mouthed, foul abusive? It would be hard on Billy and Bartlett wished vainly that he could spare her. But it was best that | she should know, should understand fully and with a sudden quick cut il would be over with, the June madness when one is young and pretty and care-free. Billy would read her foiiy in the bleared eyes of a shiftless fool Poor. little Billy and her puppy love- A most unfortunate affair, the whole mistaken. unhappy businessi ' There comes the Mary Glouces ter" said Billy, breaking into his ] thoughts.
 The Mary Gloucester" chucklec Bartlett That woman hasn't ths sense of her ugly little poodle dog"
 T know" said Billy. that is why have always been SO afraid of her"
 Why afraid of herr" s
 For Q mother" explained Billy un fortunately. but characteristically saT ] ing- the NTong thing. s