Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-10-03

a little lecture sweet one" he explained
TO her, do not allude to me by my former
rank. / am not entitled TO a. Some day,
please. God. Il will be restored TO me. At
present I am plain civilian"
Il think you very handsome"
Don't tease. there's a good girl. II IL
not fair with all these petole looking"
But really. Robert only since you
scraped on the upper crust have l been able
TO recognize you again. I remember now
that ] thought you were most distin-
guishcd-looking steward "
Well l am helpless. I cannot even
squeeze you. BY the way, Iris. during the
next few days say nothing about our mine"
''oh, why not7'
Just a personal whim It will please
,It II pieases you. Robert I am salts
He pressed her arm by way Of answer
They were too near to the waiting trio for
other comment.
Captain Fitzroy." cried Iris. '1et me
Introduce Mr.. Anstruther to you. Lord
Ventnor. you have met Mr.. Anstruther be-
fore"
The sailor shook hands. Lord ventnor
smiled affably.
Your enforced residence on the island
seems to have agreed with YOU" he said.
Admirably. Life here had its draw
backs, but we fought our enemies In the
open. Didn't we, Iris7"
Yes, dear, The poor Dyaks were not
sufficiently modernized TO attack us with
false testimony"
His lordshlps sallow face wrinltled some
what So Iris knew OF the court-martial,
nor was she afraid TO proclaim to all the
world that this man was her lover As for
Captain Fitzroy, his bushy eyebrows dis
appeared into his peaked cap when he heard
ths manner OF their speech.
nevertheless, Nentnor smiled again.
Even the Dyaks respected Miss Deane,"
no said.
But Anstruther, sorry for the manifest
uneasiness OF the shpowner, repressed the
retort on his lips. and forthwith suggested
that they should walk to the north beach in
the FIRST Instance. that being the scene of the
wreck
During the next hour he became auditor
rather than narrator. II was Iris who told
| of his wild fight against wind and waves,
| Iris who showed them where he fought
with the devllnsh. Iris who expatiated on
the long days OF ceRseess toll, his dauntless
| courage In the face of every difficulty, the
| way In which he rescued her from the clutch
of the savages. the skin Of his preparations
| against the anticipated attack, and the last
great achievement of all. when, time after
| time, he folled the Dyaks' best-laid plans
| and flung them of, crippled and disheart-
| ened, during the many phases of the thirty
hours battle.
She had an attentive audience Most OF
the OileHt olHceTb quletly came up ana
| followed the girls glowing recital with
| breathless interest. Robert vainly endeav-
| ored more than once TO laugh away her
| thrilling eulogy. But she would have none
| of It. Her heart was In her words. He
| deserved this tribute OF praise unstinted,
unmeasured, abundant in it's simple truth,
yet sounding like legend spun by some
| romantic poet, were not ihe grim evidences
| of its accuracy visible on every hand.
She was so volubly clear 10 precise in
| fact so subtle In her clever delineations of
humorous or tragic events. that her father
| was astounded. and even Anstruther si.
| lently admitted that n man might live until
| he equaled the years of a Biblical patriarch
without discovering all the resources of a
woman.
There were tears in her eyes when she
| ended but they were tears of thankful hap