Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-30

On tho little landing stage, after the
women had hurried in toward bed and
blankets the bewrappcd Glover, he still |
stood aside. He touched Holt's arm.
I'm say goodnight" he told him. |
in"
"Not coming in?' echoed the loud
and scandalized voice Of the Eternal
jim. 'Man alive aren't you going
to stop for half n second TO see Clover?"
And Rosemary's lover stared through
the summer darkness toward Carmi.
chael this weird fellow who got mar.
ried to girls and then left them to 1.-Two
by themselves!
Tho Bachelor Good. night
"No. She will understand" he "a.
turned firmly and finally. Look here,
you tell her I've got two fellows I'm
putting up in that punt Of mine. I've
got, 70 collect them at the Red Lion
My dear chap! OF course! Bring
them hero too
mo, thanks awfully, won't do that.
Please tell Clover for me that I got her
letter and that I shall be round to see
her bright and early, the first thing
in the n.orning. Have you got that?'
IEe Eternal Jim had got that:
again quietly. II got her letter all
right. and shall come first thing in
the morning. Good night jim"
He turned quickly about and pre-.
Henley.
Behind him came patterins footsteps:
| a girls voice easped, Harry!
Harry"
lie turned.
Sandal put a hand on his sleeve.
"Shc doesn't know-they don't know.
| rushed out after you. had to come"
came brcathessly from. the fapper.
wanted to tell you
She took breath and went on: I'm
case YOU didn t know! In case you came
round so bright and carly that none
of us are up. It's the last one down
stream. Clover's window. I mean"
Carmichael took the child's hand. and
grippad them warmly. II say. that's
awfTlly sweet Of your lie gave a lit.
tic laugh In the darkness. '"The first
time ! saw you. Sandal. I thought you
were the .ost most dctcstablc little Daily
Mirror cartoon mink I'd ever struck
But you're woman. Good might, my
dear"
Good. might, attractive Duck"
Through the cool dark he strode
back beside the river to the lamps
and tho curtains Of the RED Lion.
Here were Henty and O'Brien; here,
too, was Peter; who, lost again. had
been run to earth in the signalman 5
and WHISTLES in the lounge. and
the talk Of his bachelor friends over the
event of that day. Not Carmichael q
event at all, but the news item that had
plunged the entire British Empire Gas
we'll as the whole the French Republic)
into gloom.
The just announced defeat of George.
Carpenter.
"Anyhow. nobody can say he didn't
put up a magnificent fight for it," Car.
michael broke INTO the discussion. as
though nothing clsc Of note had occurred
since lunch time y They talked Of
III" fight for some minutes before
,O'Rri"n asked politely If Mrs. Car.
michael were oil right.
"Pcrfectly. thank you.' said her hus.
band, that Briton s" trpically British,
Of that rccc thnt lives its life In such
reliably watcr-tght compartments
Through his manner now there leaked
out nothing at all Of oil that seethed IN
another part Of him mind. Yet the cur.
rent Of amity flowing between him and
O'Bren told the younger nun that all
was, now, perfectly right with his
friend
Without glance or g word the
message came back tina, O'Bricn was
dashed glad "''
Carmichael continued aloud: But
7 say. I'm most frightfully sorry about
sending your kitbags and ,gear 10 the
bottom Of the river. Dirn't see
what else there was TO be DONE
"My dear fellow, | should think
I've ought TO hc able to got those
back in snmo sort of state, even Ii tho
punt j. hardly worth troubling about. "
Chorus Of: "Oh, that's quit" alt
right. ."
"Thcn: "WcI, think I'm going to
turn in now, Carmichael.' Knocking
out Of pipes against hearth stones.
"1bnnks for II most njoynble---Yes
rather. Sec YOU in town come tin
during the week, I suppose"
"YcS, or n bit later, IN ring you up
rs so"n MS we're back Carmichael
said with the fantest possible stress
on the pronoun. Good night. Henty.
Might O'Bricn Come along, Peter, you
hopeless imbc'ilc.
And 80 to bed. where without think
ing or worry further. he whispered to
himself the hour--tho very early hour
at which hr wished To awaken: and
he fell into deep and drcamless sleep.
. Albade
Six fifteen ncNt morning found hin,
again on the river.
The stream was like a sheet OF dim
: med glass. Hardly tho tiny splash oi
yolr came through the thinning haze
Far-of there was II faint Growing OF
! cocks. Close 10 Carmichael, nothinf
: but tho sound of his oars, their glitter
and soft dipping. and the undulatini
! silver Of his wake. Not a sign OF III.
from the other camping -punts that h'
passed by the islands; nobody stirring
. Probably everybody had been up late thu
night before at dances, or improyiset
! smoking concerts, at the roundabouts
at rags of every sort. They wsr
therefore taking 1t easy this mornini
and would sleep late.
But it was Harry Carmichsel's wed
lie thought Of another lived
, fourteenth Of this same, this unbeliev
able wear. Tie thought of that reccp
ton. lie also thought OF that hotel I,
r Paris.
I lie laughed
Presently, glancing over his shoulder
e he saw that houseboat, looking Ike
giant long drawn IN chalk on giant
r slate of palest gray.
. She was there.
Last night. aS he strodc along th'
y tnw.noth under the stars, he had re