Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-08-18

the sea and the tranquil stiffness of the air
all seemed TO SAVIOR Of peace and nowhere
was this calm of atmosphere -- something
deeper than any mere quictness or the
actual air--more 10 he felt than In the Town
of Eastermouth. It lies in the crescent
made by curve Of sandy cliffs and Is too
big to be called a fishing village too uh-
spoilt for a watering place, and the VARIOUS
people who come there for their holiday
each year all speak Of it as If they had
discovered it and held some vested right
In the place.
At the wave Crest Private Hotel Tor III
stance there was. almost too much OF this
feeling. which, though gratifying to the pro-
prietress. Mrs SanderRon, yet sometimes
caused the regular visitors to be htte
stand-offish toward newcomers
I'VE are like a big family. | am sure
and Mrs. Sanlerson mothers us all, IS
Myrtle the inevitable faded spinster VINO
was almost too elderly to be a daughter W
ANY one, was wont to observe
However. when she and Mr. Pollock the
J. F.. and Mrs. Sanderson herself did met
toward any one then you could be quite
sure that he was all right
Peace therefore usually held sway al
Ws"e Crest, except for the chickering's Whlch
would occur between Miss Myrtle ana MI
Polock--and after all, these wordy mares
only increased the likeness TO a famliy
on this September morning "A sense OF
. sfter-breakfast repletion brooded wlthih 'he
house as nearly tangibly as the sense OF
peace without. Yet to any observer OF acute
feelings both would have held slight but
ominous undercurrent for on the horizon
slipping quickly along the rim OF the Worlu
went gray shape after gray shape-Here
little serrated ridges to the careless but 10
the understanding eye something OF ir
deeper significance. They were destroyers'
mothered by "A cruiser. and high above them,
so high that it looked less than one of the
,pu,ls wheeling over the retreating tide on
the shore hung a biplane. That strip OF
water known as the North Sea and those
rrav shapes together made the reason why
the sembiance of peace was still able to
brood over England even when she had
been a month at war.
However. there apparently was no acute
obseryer in the grounds of Wave Crest
that morning. only a girl and with her a
sli,u rather fat,ous but handsome young
man in nannels. with an eyeglass, trim
little mtstache and a general air Of con-
tentment with himself and the rest Of the
world lie was taking some boss shots
at an old archery target with an air gun.
and seemed too law and too Intellectual
Ia mind whether he hit it or not. He had
hardly glanced at the portents on the blue
horizon
He was the embodiment of casual con-
tent and as for the girl with him, though
to a friends eve she would have seemed
more subducd than was her wont, yet she
apparently was content enough, too. But,
had he known IT, the young man and his
behavior were coming i'm for severe criticism
on the other side of the bright brick house
wall In Mrs Sandcrson's own private
sitting room some of her guests were as
sembled and they were there owing to the
fact that he of the eyeglass Mr. Christie
pher Brent. had only the morning before
allowed his bath to overflow thus drenchlng
the walls and ceiling of the lounge
II was the hour sacred TO the morning
PAPER, and like many people whose habit
of mind is in a narrow groove. these in
mates OF Wave crest were unable to resist
turning the general into the particular and
personal. Mr. Pollock, according to mas
cuIine usage from time immemorlal, stood
I'm front of the CRATE. although no fire
burned there He was a 1orid portIv ner
sonaye with an expanse of head that
caught the morning sun almost as brightly
as did the pincenez tilted forward ON mis-
somewhat WelIingtonian nose. This nose
and his inward mustache gave Mr.. Pollock
an air as of a retired major a fact of
which he was pleasurably aware. He was
booming forth remarks like a machine gun
from behind the shelter of the Times and
Miss MyrtIe. who was wrestIjng with tho
complications Of purI ana main nm tho
sofa. allowed a nervous shudder to rmn
Through her frame at esch exnIns,on So"
If there he anv truth in the tbeor,, ,h,,
opposites make a good nair the fates should
certainlv have Joined Miss MvrtIe ana NJ
Pollock in closer union. For she IVA. small
thin and desiccated Looking, with prav hair
which attn retained on nrdara,o a.,
original sandy bue \ bue no,r ~ ho " 80 ,.o
clearly seen in her complexion and eve
lashes She was attired. over her sanJv-
colored cashmere dress, in one Of those
peculiarly repeIlent garments falsely knoIyn
as a fascinator. For she was nursing a