Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1916-03-31

| for the Prince of--of-oh. some insig-
nificant place over in Europe. There
are such a lot of queer duchies and
principalities. don't you know; 1t is
quite impossible to tell one from the
other. They don't even appear on the
maps"
He took it with a perfectly straight
face, though secretly annoyed. ut
was the talk Of the town, that ball.
1t must have cost roodles of money.
Is that right?"
Eyes. but 1t doesn't sound right when
you say it. Naturally one doesn't say
roodles in Vienna"
I'VE say noodles" said he. IT am
very fond Of them. But to resume.
supposed every one in New York knew
Miss Blithers. She's quite the rage,
I'm told"
Indeed? l should think she might
be. Mr.. Schmidt, with all those lovely
millions behind her."
He smiled Unexpectedly. Yes, and
am told that in spite Of them she is
the prettiest girl in New York."
topic. "Oh. indeed"
But" he supplemented gracefully,
1T isn't true"
What isn't true?"
"The statement that she is the pref.
test girl in New York"
How can you say that when you ad.
NIT you've never seen herr"
II can say it with a perfectly clear
conscience, Miss Guile" said he and
was filed with delight when she bit
her lip as sign Of acknowledgment
"Oh, here comes the teal" she cried,
with a strange eagerness in her voice.
II 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. I'm
my room, Mr.. Schmidt" And before
he could get to his feet she was NOV
ing away without so much as a nod or
smile for him.
The following day was as unlike its
predecessor as black is like white.
| During the night the smooth gray
pond had been transformed into q
turbulent, storm thrashed ocean.
Only the hardest Of the passengers
ventured on deck.
r. Schmidt, being a good sailor and
hardy young chap. albeit a prince
Of royal blood, was abroad early. He
took two turns about the deck, and
each time as he passed the spot he
sent covert glance into the corner
where Miss Guile's chair was stand
ing. OF course he did not expect to
find her there in weather like this,
but-well. he looked, and that is the
end to the argument
Quinnox and Dank were hopelessly
bedridden, so to speak. They were
very disagreeable. cross and unpleas-
ant. and somehow he felt that they
hated their cheerful. happy faced
prince.
AT last the young man battled his
way down the deck and soon found
himself in the we'll protected corner.
A half dozen unoccupied chairs were
cluttcrod ABOUT. having been ADAM
doned b. rc"toGs VIC overest:mated
their hard.ress. One Of the stewards
was engaged in stacking them up and
making them fast.
Miss Guile's chair and that of Mrs.
CASTOR were stanchly fastened down
and their rugs were in place. R..
Schmidt experienced an exquisite
sense Of pleasure. Here was q perfect
exempliflcation of that much abused
thing known as circumstantial evil
dence. She contemplated coming on
deck. So he had his chair put in
place. called for his rug. shrugged his
chin down into the collar of his thick
ulster and sat down to wait.
She literally was blown into his
presence. He sprcas to his feet to
check her swift approach before she
could be dashed against the wall or
upon the heap of chairs in the corner
She uttered an excited little shrek as
she came bang up against him and
found his ready arms closing about
her shoulders.
"Oh, goodness" she gasped, with
what little breath she had left, and
then began to laugh as she freed her
self in confuston-a very pretty con-
fusion. he recalled later on, after he
had recovered to some extent from
the effects Of an exceedingly severe
bump on the back of his head. How
awkward"
"Not at ALL" he proclaimed. retain
ing grip on one of her arms until
the ship showed some signs of resum-
ing its way eastward instead of down
ward
81 am sure it must have hurt dread
fully" she cried. Nothing hurts
worse than a bump. 1t seemed as
though you must have splintered the
wall"
Il have singularly hard head"
said he. and forthwith felt Of the
back Of it."
"Will you please stand ready to re-
ceive boarders? Ny maid is follow
ing me, poor thing. and l can't afford
to have her smashed to pieces. Here
she Isl"
Quite q pretty maid. with wide.
Mortified eyes and pale green COM
plexion came hustling around the
corner. R. Schmidt. albeit a prince.
received her with open arms.
"Merci, m'sieur!" she squealed and