The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1914-01-15


not nate uecreed Jtl5rwlsA she ID,
| her nose plump into tme bank :rd RI.
castaway sprang out and sank dowI
on solid ground.
Had she spitej Mr.. Blair? She
wasn't two minutes deciding that she
hadn't. He was off somewhere catch
ing grasshoppers, and she was cast
| away on An Island where bull-thistles
! and blackberry bushes were thicker
than fieas on dog. She would be
missed, but 1t might be a day or two
before the searchers found her.
Miss Greasy wept. She was weep
ing when she saw boat approaching
the island. 1t was a row-boat, and the
oars wer being handled by man. 1t
was a man who was in no hurry. The
boat was headed straight for her. as
II she had been seen from nthe shore
through glass, but the oarsman was
taking his time to get there. Some
times he ceased rowing entirely for
two or three minutes. However, he
drew near enough at last for the cast
away to recognize him and to spring
to her feet and exclaim:
TITS he. IT'S Mr. Blair!"
SO it was. but no earthquake follow.
ed. In leisurely way, as If he were
searching for toadstool, he landed
and sat down and did not heed her
presence in the slightest. She stood
1t for a long minute and then impa-
tiently exclaimed:
We'll, sir,"
We'll, miss"
"Oh, you cad!"
"Oh, you boat-stealer.'
q never stole your old boat, and If
you were a gentleman you'd-youd
-"
And she choked up and the tears
came to her eyes.
You are to be rescued in due time,
but we are to have little talk first.
| understand that you are Miss Fair
banks, who came here. to cure your
hay fever?"
She made no answer.
Did you hope to cure your snob-
bishness at the same time!'
She caught her breath with rasp-
ing sound, and her fingers clenched.
The villagers wanted to meet you
and greet you but you antagonized
them at once. You evidently consid-
er them lot of pumpkin-heads be-
cause they live in village, but you
make great mistake. And who are
you to glare and snub?"
I'll" she stammered as she choked
up.
mo better blood-no better et.ucat-
ed-no better looking, no more accoui.
plishments than thousand of others,
and yet you have made yourself be-
lieve that you are the salt Of the
earth,"
She had turned her face away from
him
If you were young man you'd be
set down as prig md cad and a
half-fool AS it is, don't believe
you've got sincere friend among the
girls you know"
/ She was still turned away from him.
It's all so foolish and lamentable,"
| he continued. One can't estimate his
own value. That must be left to 9TH
ers The world is as quick to detect
| the false as the true. 1t is the opinion
Of the world that makes or unmakes
US. No man, no matter how strong
and wise and wealthy he is, can afford
to defy the world or be without
| friends
Miss Greasy turned and looked her
' reformer In the eyes, and he saw no
anger in hers.
III | were GIRL" he said with a
smile on his face, ''if | were girl
that was being criticised instead Of
praised, and was being sized up wrong
through mistaken notion of NY own,
I would sit up and do some thinking.
Shall We return to the village?"
The would-be reformer seldom
meets with reward but Mr.. Blair
did. He married Miss Cressy
| Copyright, 1913. by the Mcclure News
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