Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-09-08
THE DAILY STORY
Glory AIMS Pronosal

well Ia just as soon tell him as
not what / think Of him." said Glory
Ann. settling her chin into good de-
cisive lines. "It isn't that don't like
him, Aunt sheba, because do; but
he needs somebody to jostle him into
knowing his own mind"
Land, Glory, 1 do believe you're in
earnest" laughed old Mrs. Wyman. II
wouldn't do anything to spoil my own
chances II was in your place. Davy
may be slow. but he's owner of the Three
Wishes, and he'll have the south farm
when the old folks die"
II think that's what he's waiting
for" flashed back Glory Ann hotly.
waiting for somebody to die before he's
got courage enough to get married.
well. child, you wouldn't like to
so up there and live with his folks,
would your protested the old lady
mildly. And he's away more than half
the time in the sailing season. What
would you DOR
go with him." said Glory Ann. I'D
love to. I've never been OFF the island
excepting to run over TO Watch Hill in
the summer time and up to Providence
once. And here he goes all over. up and
down the coast clear to Boston and New
York. and expects me to stay here con-
tented. Then when he does get into port
what happens. Aunt Sheba? He comes
up here every night and sits over in
that chair staring at me, without gump-
tion enough to say boo at the cat"
BE patient Glory, dear. Men folks
are queer and we lose patience with
them. but they're awfully nice compan-
ions all the same along the life Journey"
But Glory had slammed the screen door
and was half way down the winding
path that led over the wind swept downs
to the shore road. Davy's boat would be
IN Mt ha nd Of he
an idea. II was just as she had said.
He took II all for granted. She knew
he loved her, but the creeping years
were beginning to get on her nerves. All
the way down to the village she thought
sout her plan of action. At the little
/nksr rpostoffice was Dorcas Sheldon, her
rTchum, and the two sat out on the steps
that faced the ocean half OF the morn
ing plotting against Davy's single bless
edness.
Saturday the Three Wishes nosed her
way into the half circle at Old Harbor
and cast anchor. Davy stepped on the
rickety wharf with sort of subdued
thrill. Every time he saw Block Island
shaping itself out OF the aeariy morning
haze now he wondered whether he would
have the courage to tell Glory Ann all
that was on his mind.
There had been so many obstacles in
the way, but he knew Glory Ann under
stood. He only had his boat and the fu-
ture Inheritance of the old farm toward
Mohegan Heights. not much to offer a
girl.
But today. with the June morning seep-
ing through his whole being, he strode
up the shore road with almost a conuuer-
or's air. This time he would ask her.
Glory Ann was nowhere in sight when
he turned up the path to the cottage.
Aunt Sheba sat out on the porch shelling
early peas and smiling at him.
How be ye. Davy, lad?' she asked,
happily. Il don't know where Glory is
think she went for walk down along
the patrol path toward the South Light"
Davy followed the coast patrols trail
Al once. He knew every turn to IT, and
he found her sitting on the rocks by the
big spring. reading letter She seemed
confused and shy when he called TO her.
and put her letter away hurfiedly. Davy
Threw himself down on the grass and
looked up at her adoringly. After two
ffveeks Of sailing she was welcome pic
|kure.
Hello Glory Annr' he said.
Glory flushed. It was no greeting from
= lover.
did you miss Inc much. Glory?"
She shook her head with a Iittle laugh.
You don't write me any letters TO make
me remember YOU" she said.
LettersY he repeated. II didn't know
yon liked letters. dearie."
Glory only laughed. and evaded his
reaching hands. Anyway, II was time
fpr her to help Aunt Sheba get dinner.
she told him. and Davy followed her
quick, light footsteps back over the trail
wonderingly. Glory Ann seemed 10 have
something on her mind.
That afternoon he sat on the post
Office steps with most of the available
male population. waiting for the mail 10
come up from the afternoon boat. Ana
ne saw Glory arrive. too, 20 straight up
% the window. and ask Dorcas for mail
And she came out. shy and rosy, reading
q lengthy letter Davy waited for her 20
encourage him TO Join her, but she only
nodded ana went on reading. SO he waited
until the crowd had dispersed before he
ventnred IN to ask Doreas how matters
stood.
"oh. Glory gets a letter every dax
now. said the little .postmistress. mo. /
eent KNOW where they CONE from. Better
ask her, hadn't you. Dave9"
pavy strolled uneasily down 10 The
wharf and spent the afternoon on the
Three Wishes He was more disturbed
than he had ever been IN his life. He
had never dreamed OF any other craft
..,4s,.s az private nshing banks. SO 10
sp<@k Glory Ann was his. She hadn't
4ht call 70 80 aroand reading letters
I<<9U some one else. That evening when
called. Aunt Sheba said regretfully
o<< Glory had gone 70 bed with a head
1rnF Il was the last straw. She never
nae 4n ache OF pain. he knew Glory.
VINO could walk around the island and
naeA and never mind A. gone TO bed
Nth heaoaehe he went down 10 the
rta4s aboee the shore and saf there alone
~ fhe dark thinking And slowly out OF
ne maze there grew the nrst big deter
Wiu4Iien of his man mature TO eet the
ftIl n< loved and make ker his before
any other uan eot ahead OF him
The next day WAS Sunday. Daxy went
- ennfeh and walked home wifh Glory.
feH winning her consent 10 walk with
p tHeI afternoon. And they went e.
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