The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1923-11-23
: copyrisRt. By 0sosgs H. Doran Co. :

must certainty 90 SOmelnlng at tue
ships concert tomorrow The idea of
your trying to hide your light under a
bushel! / will tell Bream to count
on you. He is an excellent accom-
PIANIST. He can accompany you"
Eyes, but i. well, don't know, =
said Sam doubtfully. He could not
help remembering that the last time
he had sung in public had been at a
supper at school, seven years before,
and that on that occasion somebody
whom it was lasting grief to him
that he had been unable to identify
had thrown a pat Of butter at him.
"Of course you must sing" said
Billie. "I'll tell Bream when / GO
down to lunch. What will you singh"
"Well-er--"
"Well, I'm sure it will be wonderful
whatever it Is. You are so wonderful
in every way. You remind me of one
of the heroes of old!"
Sans discomposure vanished. In
the first place, this was much more
the sort Of conversation which he felt
the situation indicated. In the second
place he had remembered that there
was no need for him to sing at all. He
could do that imitation Of Frank Tin
ney which had been such hit at the
Trinity smoker. He was on safe
ground there He knew he was good.
He clasped the girl to him and kissed
her sixteen times.
Suddenly, as he released her, the
cloud came back into her face.
my angel" he asked solicitously,
what's the matter?'
Il was thinking Of father" she said.
The glowing SplendOr of the morn
ing took on touch of chill for Sam.
'Father!" he said thoughtfully.
Yes, see what you mean! He will
think that we have been a little pre-
cipitate, Ell? He will require little
time in order to learn to love me, you
think?"
HE is sure to be pretty angry at
first" agreed Billie. you see / know
he has always hoped that l would
marry Bream."
Dream! Bream Mortimer! What
silly thing to HOPPER
well. you see, told you that Mr..
Mortimer was fathers best friend.
They are both over in England now,
and are trying to get house in the
country for the summer which we can
all share. | rather think the idea is
to bring me and Bream closer to-
gether." sd
"How the deuce could that fellow be
brought any closer to you? He's like
burr as it is"
well, that was the idea, I'm sure.
OF course could never look at Bream
now"
81 hate looking at him myself" said
Sam feelingly.
A group Of afflicted persons, bent
upon playing with long sticks and bits
of wood, now invaded the upper deck.
Their weak-minded cries filed the air.
Sam and the girl rose.
Touching on your father once
more," he said as they made their
way below, sis he very formidable
sort of MANI"
He can be dear. But he's rather
quick-tempered. You must be very
ingratiating."
Il will practice it in front of the
glass every morning for the rest Of the
voyage" said Sam.
He went down to the stateroom in a
mixed mood of elation and apprehen-
sion. He was engaged to the most
wonderful girl in the world, but over
the horizon doomed the menacing figure
of Father. He wished he could induce
Billie to allow him to waive the for
mality of thawing Father. Eustace
Hignett had apparently been able to
do so. But that experience had pre-
sumably engendered certain caution
in her. The Hignett fiasco had spoiled
her for runaway marriages. Well, If
it had to be done, it must be done, and
that was all there was to it.