The St. Mary banner. (Franklin, Parish of St. Mary, La.) 1889-1931, 1915-09-25

with him"
Perhaps. He was very drunk an
abusive. and he needed cold waite
more than anything else. | once kne,
the man"
All. But it never pays to manh;.n
! die that H-rticular brand of tipp]er
/ They always retaliate in some way
Il suppose ne has given you an ex
7 cerpt from my history?"
He says you cannot return to tht
/ States"
/ Il am returning On the very frs
boats l can find"
Then he was lying?"
Not entirely do not know what
he has ted you, and | really do moi
care. The fact is, Craig is a profes
sioRal gambler, and | warned him not
TO try any of his tricks on board II
soured him.
And knowing myself that he was a
professional. gave no weight to his
accusations. Besides, ii is none of my
business. The worst scoundrel un.
hung has certain rights on my ship.
If he behaves himself, that is sufficient
for me. Now, what Craig told me
doesn't matter; but it matters that |
warned him A word to anyone else,
and I'll drop him at Penang tomorrow,
to get out the best way he can Ships
passing there this time of year are
generally full-up. Will you have a
peg?"
No, thanks. But wish to say that
1t IS very decent Of you" Warning.
ton rose.
i have travelled too long not to
recognize a man when l see him.
Drop in any night after ten. If you
care to-"
Il shall be glad to accept your hos
pitality"
Outside, Warrington sought Elsa,
and as they promenaded, lightly re-
counted the episode of the morning.
Elsa expressed her delight in laugh
ter that was less hearty than mali
cious. How clearly she could see the
picture! And then, the ever-recurring
Arthur would have gone
by. Arthur would not have bothered
for be detested scenes and
fisticuffs. How few real men she had
met. men who walked through life
naturally. unfettered by those self-ap.
piled manacles called What will peo-
pie say?"
Let us go up to the bow" she in
gited. Il myself have little story to
ell"
A school of porpoise were frolick.
ng under the cutwater. Plop! plop!
hey went. Finally all save one sank |
out of sight. The laggard |
the cutwater a dozen |
lines. just to show the watchers how
extremely clever he was; and then.
With a plop! tLat was louder than any
previous one. he vanished into the
leeps
Il love these oriental seas" said
Elsa, with he arms on the rail and
Ter chin resting upon them. She
'ore no hat, and her hair shimmered
the sun and shivered in the wind.
And yet they are the most treache--
US of all seas. There's not a cloud in
light; in two hours from now we may
e in the heart of a winter storm"
Il am grateful for that Mercy!
hink Of being shipwrecked on des-
TT island with the colonel and his
lree spinsters! Proprieties. from
forming until night. And the chatter
lg tourists! Heaven forbid"
You had story to tell me-" he sug.
ested. His heart was hot within him.
g wanted to sweep her up In his
rms and hold her there forever. But
lie barrier OF wasted opportunities
God between
"Oh. yes: | had almost forgotten"
he stood up and felt for wandering
rands Of hair. Il find the world
ore amusing day by Gay ought to
ell hurt, but l am only amused. 1 /
,oke to tho colonel this morning,
erely to say howdy-do. He stared
e in the eye and deliberately turned
s back to me-" i
THE doddering old"
There. there! 1t isn't worth getting t
gry about" t
But. don't you understand? It's
because Of me. Simply because you Z
we been kind to poor devil, they c
art in to snub you, you! I'll go back e
my old seat at the table You b
lstn't walk with me any more" a
Don't be silly. II you return to b
ur chair, if you no longer walk with
;. they'll find thousand things to v
* about Since do not care, why II
ould you?" n
Cant ! make it clear to your" des- Il
rately. n
1 see with reasonable eyes. IL that h
what you mean The people know, +,