The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1916-12-02
NUMBER EIGHT
BY ELLIS DERBY.

IT'S too near the prov OF the boat,
Aunt Catherine" Dora protested. when
they had followed the luggage-laden
porter UP two flights Of stairs and had
landed at No. 8, stateroom, the
fourth from the forward smoking
room. "And, deaf, there1l be all the
smoke. too. You can't stand It,"
"Yes. can, too. Just lay those
things right in the BERTH" Miss Win
throp turned her flushed, beaming face
| on her assembled relatives. where's
Phil? l don't dare to let him out Of
my sight"
Her brother, Phil's father. and Phil's
two sisters and Phil's mother all Gag.
erly assented.
mot for minute, Catherine. untfl
you see him safely. in Gregory's
hands," said Mr.. Harding.
Now, Frank, you were young once
yourself" began Mrs. Harding. On
the outskirts Of the family gather
ing" stood Phil. He was being con-
signed now to New York, In care of
Aunt Catherine, to another uncle. and
from there to South America to learn
commercial conditions in the export
trade.
Phil tried to see the crowd down on
the dock through the side door lead
ing out on deck She might be there
some place. 1t couldn't be that she
didn't care q rap what became OF him.
Phil stood with his chin up. hating
the world at large, wishing with all his
heart he dared leap over the side of
the boat before them all. But what
was the use? She wasn't down there.
days and days.
1--WE can go on deck, now. Phil"
Aunt Caroline was saying
Aunt Caroline pretended to settle
herself in her chair. And after Phil
had disappeared, there came cautious.
ly across the deck to her side girl.
She was very young and very anxious
and wistful as she sat on the edge OF
the chair next to the old lady and
listened to her.
ooh. you must have known I'd be
sure to come after / got your letter."
she exclaimed once. "Why-why,
love Phil terribly. had no idea they
were sending him away like that"
Miss Winthrop eyed her pleasantly.
Real sweet, slightly sort of girl"
she said, half to herself. well, my
dear, Boston families are given to
strange notions They wanted Phil
to wait till he was settled in business
I suppose, before he thought of marry
Ing"
"But that's all wrong, Phil needs me
now while he's trying to make good
"Pity sake, child, don't cry before
folks" said the old lady, hastily pro
ducing large linen handkerchief.
Eyes, understand all about it. That's
why l sent for you"
"And Phil doesn't know"
"He won't know, either. You're go
| ing to share No. with me tonight,
aad tomorrow morning when my other
h:other arrives to meet us shat, just
surprise him and Phil, too. Yoy see
Pills dear. good boy, but I've al
ways wondered about his backbone
"His backbone?" n
ooh, mean his nerve, his gumptfon
He shouldn't let the family bundle Linn
of to South America as If he was q
| tvo-ycar-old. So l want to hear II
he'll stand up against Gregory, I1y
| other brother. II he does, I'm goihg
to let him have you, and I'll start him
In business myself and have an eye On
yen both. But IL he doesn't, we'll Let
him sail for South America with Greg
DRY, all alone"
Not suspicion did Phil have. Aunt
Catherine decided she'd retire early
and he walked the. deck alone thinkicg
| OF Marjorie, the girl back I'm Boston
who hadn't cared enough for him TO
even come down and see him of.
And suddenly out of the night there
doomed the dark hull of a big schoon.
er, bound from Maine with lumber.
Phil was thrown to the deck by the
shock. but got up and made for the
side where No. z was. Confusion Yves
everywhere, people pouring out OF
staterooms, the boats officers calling
out, the men on the schooner shouting,
but he reached No. s. and stood in hor.
ror before its splintered wreck. Ths
point Of the bowsprit had jammen
through, crushing and smashing tho
berths and side.
MY aunt's in there!" he gasped.
Then across the way, in No. 0, tho
stateroom door opened and Aunt Cath.
crime stood, wrapped in a serviceable
black silk travelling kimono. And be-
yond her, in a blue kimono, Phil
thought he saw ghost-Majorie with
wide, frightened eyes, and parted lips.
PHYS sake, Phil, thought we was
wrecked sure" began the old lady.
Ran into something, didn't we?"
How did you get herc?" was all
Phil could say, reaching for Mar.
jorie's clinging fingers. II thought
Aunt Catherine was In No. 8, and
that's wrecked"
We'll, 80 1t is" said Miss Winthrop
placidly. Good thing we didn't sleep
there. ! don't like to make mistakes.
but We must have got into the wrong
stateroom. So you found out sooner
than ! expected, Phil!r