The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-05-10

II can say IL with perfectly clear
conscience. Miss Guile" said he, and
was filed with delight when she bit
her lip as a sign Of acknowledgment
"Oh, here comes the tea" she cried.
with a strange eagerness in her voice.
Il am so glad" She scrambled grace.
fully out of her rug and arose to her
feet
Aren't you going to have some?"
he cried.
Yes" she said, quite pointedly. In
my room, Mr.. Schmidt" and before
he could get to his feet she was NOV.
ing away without so much as q nod
or smile for him. Indeed. she APP
peared to have dismissed him from
her thoughts quite as completely as
from her vision. He experienced a
queer sensation Of shriveling.
At dinner that night. she failed to
look in his direction, circumstance
that may not appear extraordinary
when 1t is stated that she purposcly
or inadvertently exchanged seats
with Mrs. CASTOR and sat with her
back to the table occupied by r.
Schmidt and his friends. He had to
be content with view of the most
exquisite back and shoulders that
good fortune had ever allowed him TO
gaze upon. And then there was the
way that her soft brown hair grew
above the slender neck, to say moth.
ing of - but Mrs. CASTOR was watch.
ing him with most unfriendly eyes.
so the feast was spoiled.
The following day was as unlike
its predecessor as black Is like white.
During the night the smooth gray
pond had been transformed into a
turbulent. storm.threshed ocean, the
once gentle wind was now bowling
gale that swept the decks with mer.
ciless lash in its grip and whipped
into submission all who vainglori-
ously sought to defy its chill domin.
ion. Not rain. but spray from huge,
smashing pillows, clouded the decks.
biting and cutting like countless
needles. each drop with the sting OF
hornet behind IT, Now the end Of
the world seemed far away, and the
jumping off place was a rickety wall
of white and black, leaning against
cold, blue sky.
ONLY the hardest of the passengers
Oventured on deck. the eXhilaration
they professed was but another name
for bravado. They shivered and
gasped for breath as they forged
their bitter way into the gale. and
few were they who took more than
single turn of the deck. Like beaten
towards they soon skunk into the
sheltered spots, or sought even less
heroic means of surrender by tum
bling into bed with the considerate
help of unsmiling stewards. The great
ship went up and the great ship came
down: went up so high that the sky
seemed to be startlingly near. and
down so horribly low that the bottom
Of the ocean was even nearer. And 1t
creaked and groaned and sighed even
above the wild monody Of the wind,
like a thing In misery. yet all the
while holding its sides TO keep from
bursting with laughter over the plight
of the little creatures whom God made
after His own image but not until
after all of the big things of the uni
verse had been designed.
r. Schmidt. being good sailor and
hardy young chap. albeit prince
Of royal blood, was abroad early. after
a breakfast that staggered the few
who remained unstaggered up TO that
particular crisis. A genial sailor man
and an equally ungenial deck swabber
advised him, in totally different style
of address, to stay below II he knew
what was good for him, only to be
thanked with all the blitheness of a
man who jolly well knows what is