Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-12-28
Evening Star S
Daily Story
SALLY OF THE SEA
BIZ CATHERINE COOPE.
Copyright, 1914, by the Mcclure News
Eager Syndicate.

John Bellew had always hated the
sea. Never had he crossed the ocean
and he hoped he never would. Some
how he had premonition that the
sea held some vast secret; whether
tragedy or comedy, he knew not, but
he feared TO test its power.
When the opportunity came to him
to travel for a year after his COL
lego examinations, he refused, and
later, when business really demanded
trip across to Liverpool, he threw
the responsibility on another man
and remained In New York.
Now, however, the stress of bust
ness forced him either to take a
quick trip or lose a great contract
Bellew cursed his fate and made
hurried preparation for the voyage:
He would sail on the Lusitania ana
thereby reach foreign shores IN a
scant six days. His disposition and
his ONCE force suffered during the
days before the ship sailed.
Bellew had told himself on many
occasions that there was something
fundamentally wrong with a person
who could elect to take a round-tr p
on an ocean liner for sheer JOY OF
sailing. There was nothing worse IN
his estimation than to be literally
thrown into an appallingly close prox-
unity to a thousand strange people
and to have to eat sleep and
spend every hour of the day with
those same people. He felt that
name questions would be hurled at
him from morning until night IN
efforts to make conversation. On the
other hand, he did not want to be
put down as a snob. Also he felt
positive that sea sickness would assail
him and make him want to jump
overheard.
However, all his fears were in a
way rninimlzed when the great ship
sailed smoothly out and past Sandy
Hook. A cursory glance over the
people on deck told him that they
were a harmless enough looking
crowd and not lacking in a variety
Of attractive girls. Bellew cheered
UP considerably, and even strol.ed
the full length of the deck with IA
perfectly strange and garrulous law
yer from the South, who wanted to
know all about him from the cradle
to his present thirty record.
Later. in the evening when soft
and timid moon trailed up and over
the sky, Bellew found himself tread
ing the upper deck with a most be-
witching maiden whose eye reflected
the moon rays in so generous a
manner that Bellew did not go be-
low until the moon was well over
the heavens.
Much to his amazement he realized
that the soft motion of the boat. the
swish of water and the rhythmic chug
.of the engines gave him a sense of
sest such as the noise of the city had
never offered him. When morning
came and he saw the great vista of
sun-lit water and knew that his in
ner man was most delightfully."- COM
Portable, Bellew pondered over his
erstwhile antipathy toward ocean
travel.
It was not until after beef tea had
been served and he remembered
business cares that he really learned
the reason for his premonition. 1t
was IL O'Clock on the morning of his
second day out that business letters
impelled him to seek out stenog-
rapher and dictate them to her. For
the first time in his life Bellew re-
GREETED the claims of business.
He went below and sought typist.
The sea-going stenographers We're
for the moment all engaged AMI
Bellew was obliged TO wait until one
was free to take his letters. When
finally a cotton broker came out of
the office nearest Bellew he stepped
IN and gazed blankly at the girl sit
ting at her typewriter.
"Humph!" he muttered. 81 see
now why so much business is done
on shipboard. Gee whiz-what
beauty
Did you say anything?' Sally
Parker looked straight into Bellows
eyes, and that young man knew then
and there what his fears of the ocean
mad meant. He was to be made cap
tive on the sea, and Bellew hated
honda ge of anV kind,
~ want to dictate some letters
he said, more or less gruffly.
Are you not feeling well2" Sally
asked with a peculiarly irritating
sweetness. 81 am so sorry for peo-
pie who can't stand the sea. Per-
haps If your letters could wait you
will feel better tomorrow-one day
makes such difference"
81 will write them now, BelieW
said, and Sally put paper in her ma
chine without another word.
The debating went on smoothly
enough and when the letter was fin
ished and another one started, Bel
lew found himself smiling inwardly.
After all, bondage to girl Ike Sally
was going to prove rather interest
ing. That she was possessed OF
great amount of independence was
noticeable in the toss of her head
and the level look in her blue eyes
Bellew wondered If she ever came on
deck and what sire would be like
away from her typewriter.
But he was destined not to knew
rnuch about Sally. She was busy
every hour of the day during the trip
over, and when Liverpool was
reached she seemed to disappear With
naddening swiftness from the wharf
Bellew cursed his fate again, and
ha or
the gangplank he lived only for the
moment when he would again step
on 1t. He called himself every kind
of a fool for falling headlong in love
with a seafaring stenographer, but
that fact did not brighten away the
picture OF a golden head bending over
a typewriter.
repeated many times day to him
self when he watched every passing
feminine figure. eff that girl isn't
on the Lusitania sailing home | most
certainly will jump overheard"
Bellew began to feel again his erst-
while hatred for the ocean, but his
present feeling was due to fear that
Sally would not be on the ship and
that the sea would be vast 3,0OO-mile
space between him and her.
His business in Liverpool proved
Gathering success, and when he again
went up the gangplank to board the
ship 1t was with a startlingly weak
pair of knees and heart that beat
with painful rapidity.
IT would be sorry for myself II love
came to me more than once in a life
time IL this is the way 1t bowls one
over" he told himself with short
laugh. eff that girl won't listen to
met will be all up with yours
truly"