The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1925-02-24
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WIDE WATERS
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quainsancs with many another.
gmh could leave
That brown hair might have
golden Eiints in the sunlight. he
unused lie stripped one wrist with
tho other fuil hand. sailor fashion.
leaned hin herd hack against the
chair top. aad blsw smoke about hh
head until De saw nothing Of the
room az ali. Then he could form
pictures. II was an old trick OF hiA
lie aaw quite sharply clear the pic.
,grr OF th~ss fat old nays hauling
that fat little low chariot. And the
coppsr.brour isaihsry face Of the
old gentleman with The gray
whiskcfA "a seaman, that he dc.
cided. The face Of the Kiri was not
quito clear cut He purpossly per-
miftsd that vision 10 remain vasuc
Hs wanted to put IN something OF
his own there. Hut he started with
her brown hair. which might hold
golden Kilnts.
His picture stopped short Of the
ear But her eyes had been blue.
he sivldly recalled how frostily blue
they had been: like the clear blue
Of an iceberg m shadow. They ser
Swallowed with anger. bu; he knew
they would be sioriously blue. with
oceans own blue. when fat old
horses and human events went
placidiy. How well that deep blue
would go with her color
A Z O'Clock he was dressed and
ready 10 go down. lie knew his
guests were arriving, But on NJ.
way down he entered his den again
He felt uncomfortablse. He ns.-r
liked entertaining. but never before
had his dislike taken the bitter turn
IL seemed TO have taken now. Ho
felt as IL he simply could not play
host. even 10 save n reputation for
courteous hospitality. lie loaded up
his pipe again. flung wide the east
ern window. and stool putting quick
little smoke balls out into the night.
There was a suggestion OF fog creep.
ing up from the river. The street
lights. and the lamps OF moving We
hicles. were blurred and yellow.
There was a tang In the air. too. A
vague. salty tang
lie stood there. never hearing tho
dinner gong. The den was Filling mp
with smoke ard fog. The fog put.
side grew donscr. He was lost in
himself until the door opened. and
his aunt burst in protesting:
Alden. dear, Arc you ill2 Your
guestsl oh dearl That horrid to-
bscco againl why. Alden. this is a
shame. upon my word II isl You
positively reek, reek Of that beastly
old pipe. Come down, do But you
must really use some perfume to-
night Here
Alden stole away at the first OPP
portunity and reyeled in the dank
fog along with his pipe. dofying
auntie and all her kind.
Like many another scion of good
family, Alden had gon 10 sea upon
leaving school. When the lordly
clipper ship reigned on the sea. sons
OF rich fathers as well rs sons OF
tradesmen served an apprenticeship
In sail simply for the experience.
Few stayed on in the profession.
Many never made more than the
first voyage. Alden had completed
his four years. because he loved tho
life. He had been a good sailor. too.
He had secured his second mates
ticket at first attempt. And since
there was no hurry for him to settle
down at home. and since he would
not have a worry about earning a
living he stayed on In the grand old
Patriarch until he passed 10 first
mate and then master In turn. Then.
inhcriting his fortune. he had quit
the sea-. Quit II professionally. that
Is. He had built another Patriarch
for his %plcasurine; q smart brignn.
tine yacht capable Of cruising the
world around: and he chose 10 com.
mnnd her himself.
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