The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1922-01-19
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Sailor-Sweet heart
By. WINIFRED DUNBAR

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Copyright. 1924. Western Newspaper Union.
The Rochester foundered many
years ago off the Maine shore. She
was an old SLAYER, put, since the war,
to the happier task of running cargoes
between Portland and Boston and
other seaports along the Atlantic
coast. Jim Purvis was the son of the
Aquamuskat banker, and he was put
under the care of the skipper because
he was wild. His father thought a
taste Of seafaring life might cure him.
Perhaps It would have done so had
not the Rochester gone to pieces in
an Atlantic gale. All that was ever
found of her was piece of timber
with the name on it, and an empty
water key. -.
Tillie Bent had to break the news
to Millicent Ives. The dead mans
father dared not do it. Millicent was
Jim's sweetheart and they were to
have been married that fall, if Jim
were cured of his propensity to roam.
Millicent was cold and rather heart
less girl, but the old banker, who had
made the match, thought her the acme
of all that woman should be.
.Tillie was only the maid. She had
gone to school with Millicent, but
when her father died and the little
farm was sold there was no way in
which she could earn livelihood ex-
cept by service. She was a simple
country girl.
When Tillie broke the news MILL
cent wept and lost her appetite for
nearly a week. Gradually she became
reconciled. Within a month she was
busy breaking the hearts Of the young
men of Aquamuskat
Tillie was the only person that had
ever loved Jim or understood him.
And on the evening before Jim's de-
parture he lad come to her and put
his arms around her.
"Tillie," he said, "I'm going away,
and want to tell you I love you and
always shall. And when come back
it's you I'm going to marry and not
Millicent, Tillie," he said.
That was all that passed between
them. But when she had broken the
news, Tillie went up to her room and
cried bitterly. Then she went about
her task as bravely as before.
Seven years passed. Millicent had
been married five of them. She and
her husband Quarreled bitterly most
Of their lives. Sometimes she thought
regretfully, Of Jim.
Tillie was employed in the new post
office. Often she would stroll along
the beach and watch the pounding
breakers, look at the distant ships and
wonder whether they, too, carried boys
like Jim aboard, who had left their
sweethearts behind them.
That Jim was still alive she had
no notion, until the shock came. It
came in the person of Millicent, white
as a ghost, and trembling She en-
tered Titles cottage late in the eve
ming.
"Tillie!" she cried. sims alive!"
Title pressed her hand to her throat,
but she betrayed no emotion. For
Jim's sake she must never let MILL
cent know.
"A letter came for me. Didn't you
recognize the hand? Jim was picked
up by liner and has been a sailor
all these years. He has risen to be
captain. He has a fine ship, and it
has D,1t in at Portland and he's COM
ing home tomorrow to claim me. TIL
lie, You must break the news"
Title was expert at that.
II love Jim," A1illicent babbled on.
I'm going to get a divorce and marry
him. He is going to meet me on the
sands at four. You must be there in
stead"
"Yes," answered Tillie.
At four o'clock she was pacing the