The evening world. Newspaper, December 16, 1914, Page 19

omrps Sip woes op Sc pt are co wi ae, Evening World Dail Devs papavc eve vEve i ee NERNENS The Harbor of Love B NEXT WEEK'S The Seat Love x THE EVENING WORLD Story of the Year Britz of Headquarters By RALPH HENRY BARBOUR By MARCIN BARBER EAB HSER ET SRN eer eee ORM EAA BALLIN EG Oe noe (Coppright, 1912, by J. ‘Lippincott Comey.) it, % Hin viene Gah Without mim, dear, Would you do | “Fisherman's tut. Bupty, Mave ‘Tom Lars: Ses Chardon, « 0 ” ate” fresh cigar, Colonel?” oe Cal, Chania, se Tem bows We leters watch you, and Values son uate “Yen, I would, Tom, of course, it— The match glowed pale yellow sora faite once bested the Colonct tm smiled deal, thee eon there wort of tanioedt . if it was necessary, But I ahouldn’t moment. Then the two went om éewn fa urged by her father to @ y Montague - iy want to have to, dear. You see, the bill slowly and deliberately, pame- & middiesged fiseg , whom che know there's somethin daddy's all I've got, and we—we're ing now and then as though | tegards merely os a friend, 1c, Che thale cteem yor Unewenn, pet ia ry The foot was whisked out of sight pretty fond of each other even if we view. Maton fot rie ay, Tom ne on WPT SCbLity fe -“ don't agree on some subjects, you “I am tempted,” whispered “I a _ rom he ms thine pl ly run into eome- ; , amongst them, Mr. Lawless.” “to give voice to a bromidic while he to. aan ts ry ‘morning, “Thea a'e bette toh ‘ “ft understand. Then we'll just to wit, How small the world is!” they owim out tw the pron 4 wae ta “ ir wate! out im. have to bring the Colonel around to “Tom, we must go. They'll get bask tater aud there tll ove tbe catace 6 thei ead 0 ‘watching me.’ our view of the matter, So the sooner to the yacht and daddy will fied rae aftatr. asgures Tom her father wii “I can do that any time,” he re- I My pevee give bs see him and tell him, the better, Isn't not there! Ob, I ought to Bave yong aa ie coment 0 that marsags aad tke plied cheerfully, “but “I can't very that so?” Jong ago!” a te creams, the Colonel's opposition, One eve — look at you, Beryl.” ’ “Y-es, Lauppose #0, But, Tom, I'm “Don’t worry, dear, we'll beat tndit r i LT amay. ow beards ine ‘How quietly thie boat goes,” she ‘fo afraid you'll quarrel, and then— back easily. I'll have you safe ahes@@a (Ceardon yacht, » eaid, then it would be worse. Daddy is just before they can make a start, ‘Yes, it was designed especially for Gilly on the subject of your father me a kis: eetheart, and CHAPTER VI. kidnapping purposes.’ that old raliroad, You couldn't—give A minute later they were 7 (Contioned,) “on tis prada Srat~viction ro ; it back to him, could you?” hand in hand, down the K "On the Ty, you're absolutely “I'm afraid ho wouldn't accept it,” slope toward where the lights ef te aa bidbed old the first girl I ever kidnapped. - Tom laughed, “even if it was mine to Hello were reflected on the still % ; ro ee ne too, aeanion that the others came ve. Tho fact is, dear, it would Tom pushed off the dinghy an@ Beryl. willingly?” make @ mighty big hole in my assets quick strokes paddied back: oe oaw your father Roque- = “Didn't you?” : q if I bought eat Toad . oe Jaunch. Further u; progeny bee 4 more put off I couldn't : y “No, 1 suppose that wouldn't do,” of Warming Pan a lantera she sighed. “But he's very likely to Where the Unaweep’s tender lay. ve be—be insulting, Tom, and th they neared the Hello Tom “Thon we'd quarrel?” he asked as softly: ‘ she hesitated. | promise not to “Get your anchor up quisk! Were" lose my temper once, dear, He can got to beat {t, Ole!” : say what he Iikes about me.” In another minute the Hello’s serew “But he might say something about Was whipping the water and the your father, Tom, and you wouldn't stand it any longer.” 0, YOU ran away with me. e “I'd like to, Beryl. It isn’t too late. ‘What . iierce Rag the crew think?” mur- 411 we have to do is to swing her “Who cares what they think? around and make for the bar, What do you say?” They'll have more to think about in “it 14 be mani @ minute. I'm going to kidnap you, hye ble ee but I'd prefer to be a little better Beryl. Get a sweater or something and come on. You're going to take prepared. A dinner gown and a coat- a pin down the harbor.” — "Oh, I Idn’t! “You're disgustingly practical,” he ) % lke that.” came hoeeet or eeneeee’ Sure’ Gites) : “N-no, dut I'll promise to keep my “He won't—yet. It's only a little “There's the island with the funny temper, dear. So to-morrow we'll see from the shore noisily, after eight.” name!" she exclaimed. where we stand, Shall I come in the the anchored boats she sped, t's most nine, Tom.” “Warming Pan? Y I aay, 4 morning or the afternoon?” steering with a dexterity that “Never mind. Come on, ikea dear, Beryl, what @ site for house up 5% “The morning, I think; he's more M4 thrill of admiration to You know they won't be back for an ‘there, eh? A bit near the wharves, Mkely to be rei jonable then—unless fearful as she was. Back in hour at least and I'll have you safe though. If we could only tow the he has @ bad mail.” f tance the light of the Una aboard again by that time. island outside the breakwater!” “We'll have to risk the mail,” sald launet began to move. “I don't dare,” she replied, doubt- —“t fan ted the here to daddy this Be) Fag Vnereh ie you dakoces os Wag beth | t to have fully. morni Rot towing it outside, but . 4 “Then look at the moon again,” he building a bungalow on it. He said and made a call the first time, as—as “Long! It was just a minute!” be | said, quickly. “Look at Mat AHA it would be sort of smelly on accoun! a friend? ‘That would give him « answered, exultantly. “What docs 42 you'll dare anything. Run along and Of the flats.” chance to—to get used to you.’ erties mad ti Aren't we engaged I'l meet you at the ladder.” “I fancy so. Besides,” he added, ‘Ob, ‘he wilt have time enough for joart™ : “We-ell, just for a minute,” she stavely, “one wouldn't want to build that after I've m ried you, Beryl, Yes,” she answered, softly. ° murmured. a bungalow in a district where there dear. And—and you' be Jet me do that crossed the cockpit and seated Bere A minute later she was in the stern Were flaty.” very soon, wou't you? be bebind him, looking across ua ¢ the dinghy and Tom was paddling “Idiot! 1 shall explore that island — Junet Tarit Scott! You're jok: nei away son eee kiss you a h me A ¥ 4 ° aac, ae diet’ ie. laste: bee MBeane: Gav hltsl seat ups thers Moonlit sea was in sight beyond the hand, ailent, Beryl's gase on the cared for you ten minutes after! @rst “This much, sweetheart.” ing!” bump something as sure took the wheel. Below, Ole started 's where Capt. Kidd lived. Why, Neck and the causeway. From the moon, Tom's eet reverently on her saw you. And when I'd seen you “Well,” she went on presently, “Then--November? November wed- fate.” he whispered. : Tig 4Saich And Feat they were we're stopping!” * curving beach of the latter came the face, She thought her own thoughts twice I knew that if you didn’t marry “that's very nice of you. You really dings are becoming quite fashionable, “I am—away, Tom.” rd P Has soft swish of the little waves, and he bis in minute, Hers were me L should—should be very un- ought to be fearfully shocked. I've | believe.” “You're not. I can feel your Feskee anid ree woe meets prabtotiellladl sons ted Tote oes To the west the harbor lay, pricked of surrender, his of triumph; ).t the happy.” been spouting away like a suffragette “To the deuce with fashion! August 8 my ear.” je “Which way?” asked Tom." Up the Ol were going asbor: * out with points of light where the thoughta of each were happy ‘Really, Beryl?” person, haven't 1? T do you be- at the very latest, Beryl; and Idon'’t “Can you?" rhe asked, leaning teas) Bee on versidaee y ‘ial tae IVb datas”! boats were riding. Beyond, the black thoughts. “Really and truly,” she replied, with Heve in Woman's Rights?” know that I shall be able to wait ward. “Now?” ; o ' shadows of the wharves, and the “Beryl,” he said presently with all an energetic nod. “Not a bit,” he answered cheerfully. until then, dear.” Tom narrowly missed a catbeat, saorenets: replied BOY \a4 658 ea Dit. We'll walk up to the houses with lighted windows climbing conviction, said, “I belleve “Oh, t mever could, Tom! Not as ” “If you do that again, Berys at brates as paren i oe ane ba rata the view. It won't tak® the slope of the village hill, the moon- pier chap than I am at this minute.” —I mean you never even gave me @ that when @ woman has this she Bas goon as that. ‘There would be eo “What did I do, Tom?” fot tanec, Pet a clea the own, has light gleaming on white walls and ‘And I am very happy, too, Tom,” hint!" all the rights that are coming to many things to do.” “You kissed my ear! It isn't tairt Hello into the channel, and when she a ae Milt Bae E, ban she answered simply. “Why, I couldn't do that, could 1? her.” “Things? What sort of things?’ ‘I've @ mind to let her go, Beryl!” | 80 into the chanasl, and when ‘Tom leaned down and peered at the Northward, the breakwater, a low And then she sighed. Every wom- Think how uumaidenly It would be, “But some s.omen,” be whispered, “Why gowns to be made, dear, and “You mustn't. If I leaned around was clear of the press he swung cabin clock® “It’s going to strike two. streak against the sea, with the crim- an tucks somewhere a sigh into her tom!” in spite of her demure ex. “don't get—this."* —and things to be bought, ‘and—and like this—couldn't you—" around and smiled across the little bells in about thirty seconds. How son beacon at the end. From the happiness, perhaps because she pression there was a mocking tone in “No, I suppose not. And I feel arrangements to be—to be arranged!” What followed was lost in the tue, es cockpit. “This is something like, much water, Ole?” hotel across the harbor came faintly knows better than a man that all love hor voice. sorry. for aes awtall sort bist “Buy your gowns afterward.” of the propeller and the whirr of the f Beryl. It's been a beastly long day. “About six feet, air.” now and then a strain of music, holds much of sorrow, and so, per- = suppose so,” he sald. “A girl ts night. But it the don't on A ne “Tho idea! No, Tom, it coujdn’t engine, but the Hello veered widely AAA dell ae aaa “We're on the edge of the flats, All Overhead was a sky of velvety blue chance, offers the sigh as a sop to a bit bundicapped that way, isn’t votes and things in the world varen't, possibly be before--before October.” for a moment. ' “To call on some friends at the right. Get the tender aroun splashed with stars, and, westward, Fate. she?” nf qoinaito make yids fisaee “Does it take that long to make a “Beryl, I love you, love you!” wile- ie See tint aan Fa ig Pesreeiy One: @ He sides aoe ports anal you, sweetheart? But you ery, jaughed and, unswering the “Hm; no, but there's such a thing gown?” he asked dojectediy, pores ae npr Then, “Ta Gey 4 bl perfe 2 y , . a . y @ Unaweep ahead’ Dean making fove to you all day?” “Absurd! Look at that moon” | peryl, seating hervelf on & Gecrepit*Hecaue I'm happy.” abe answered unspoken invitation of his eyes, a8 compromising, Beryl; if you can’t Tae 1h Gee a Sa ne ene eve ceeed ain't Gaia a ir. uemore? N-no, he really = + v 11, sir, ee snuggled up to him and laid hi fy by Rog kid That's all very well, air, but when bench beside the doorway. “If with a ttle laugh. Then, very sorious- °OOer oeaiits hin cont collar. Beryl ahook her head, “You're “Ashamed of you! I'd be proud of —and, Tom!” “Tom, you're a dear big goose. either happy or you're not happy.” YOU If you marched up the aisle in— "What dear?” i Most men are, I guess. You think “But there are degroes of happl- ta oltekine! Koes hapa du $9 aeant wo gitia just ait with downcast eyes ness, dear. T've been happy before, “You're rather nice, ‘Tom. I sup: , "Yow darling! The bell suandes snd twiddle our thumbs and walt for mildly happy at times, but It wasn't pose Jt seems sort of silly to a man Delow and the whirring engines slowed ‘there never was a hap- “But you never—even let me “Neither do I,’ 7 fhasn’t. Daddy has kept him too busy, daddy says, ‘Where hi you been, only we could tow it outside, as you ly; “do. you realize, 1om, that you I fancy.” She laughed softly. “Poor miss?’ I can't just say, ‘Never mind; said,” know very little about me—dear?’ Monty!" look at that moo: It wouldn't do @ = «7¢ 7 could, Beryl,” he asked as he = “What ‘@ you mean?” “Lucky devil, you bier we mut- ove, ot good.” if seated himself beside her, “would you “About—about the real me, the me tered. “Sees you all day and can “ him you've been sailing with come and live here—with me?” that lives inside of what you see, . “ od speed. talk to you when he likes.” Thomas Peyton Lawless, Step in the ee aes a moment of silence. Arcn’t you scared?” u 70m the men to ask us to marry them, like this. is - ay eae bef ne rasa : pcre aweetheart.” “Do you know, I don't belleve, Tom, middle, please.” Went “Nonsense!” he laughed happily. “1 400't you? Well, sir, we don't, We “No.” She shook her head again Molden dear wo only wet marries ‘G00d-night, Tom.” that do Jooks at It just that way,"ehe “Don't be absurd. You don't think — would you—like me to, Tom?" she know that I love you, and that's "heme and connive—oh, very inno- quite poalti “You were juat—junt 7n7 ie ina oe dneacatae oe. Risenal? seid amusedly. “He isn't—isn’t just I'm likely to step on the gunwale, dO 4.Keq softly, her eyes on the moon- cnough.” cently, Tom, dear—to get what we having a good time, People don't use sie de the most of it. And then “He can ace.” what you'd call sentimental, Tom.” | you? And I wish it distinctly under- path, “But let me tell you. First of all b- WaNt, Just aw you do. Why shouldn't the word happiness correctly. Taare io aaddy, Why Tom, hed have “Ole? Let him!* He'd better not be, around you,"he stood, Tom, that you're bullying me 7 syiore than anything, Beryl. I love I'm not so-so complaisant as you ¥®? Don't we want to bo happy, say it’s because happiness is scarce. |"COLT ion ne if ft even suggested a “Well”— growicd. “Besides, 1 don't seo why into this, 1 don’t want to go to that yoq terribly, dear, f—I don't know think me. You are used to having much as you do? in fact, it maki You ask na person If they're BAPPY traveling dress! And anything less “Listen, Beryl. Will you come you need to cail him Monty." island, Junt how 1 dare tell you ao, because your way, Tom, and 1, I'm afrald, IT more to tls to marry the man we love and they'll smile and say yes. But tian saint Thomas's with @ full ehoir #Wimming tn the moraing?” “But that's his name! “Look at the moon,” he laughed, a8 J aout seein 10 be of much use, But am used to having mine, Now what ‘an it does to you to Kat the girl what they realty mean le that they're he - ey a and three clergymen and a carload “The water's so cold,” ebe “His nase Penvencs ; they call he took up the oars, “As this is @ 7 gucgs you know how it is with me, is golng to happen?" you want, for you find ways to forget contented. of'—— She paused. “Let me see; “Will you?” him Roquefort at the clu personally-conducted tour of Warm: j “want you to be my wife, Beryl’ “Why, you'll go half way and Til Your disappointment: wane oF adven- “Hy Jove, 1 believe I'm golng to Gcroher; they'll be chrysanthemums, “Do you want me to? “How unkind! But surely we don't ing Pao Island, 1'li do the usual thing yin you, dear? Will you marry me go half way, sweetheart.” ture, or, sometimes, dissipation, marry a philosopher! ‘Then what '§ wont tiey? I'm glad. 1 love chrys. “Yes.” have to talk about him all the time, do and entertain you with legends. First _ int away—soon?” “I'm glad you said that,” she re- “If wo lose we have to come down your deAnition of happiness, dear- catiemums; the wormy, flopsy kinds "Well, perba we? Look back at the lights and the I Will narrate the story of Pete tho ~,“sniig trembled around the girl's Plied, with a wise nod of her head. “It to breakfast the next morning look- don't you?" masts, Tom, Isn't !t beautiful?” Portugee.” mouth, but she didn’t turn her head, you'd offered to let me have my way Ing just the same and go through tho “Perfectly daffy about them,” he i." He was silent a minute, Before the narrative was finished 914 ¢¢ @ moment there was silence entirely I'd have been disappointed, same round of little things all the rest RUEGEL "Well IGE CRIOSAT aaa I wish you could see yourself, Tom had pulled the dinghy up onsthe ior in the glare uf the great white because, you see, T'd have known that of our lives. We can’t smash some- behave himself and take mo to his Say six.” that sort of thing couldn't last after thing--or fight something—or havo a heart he will have mighty Little to say “Very well; sla.” he sighed and snuggled a little loser into his arms, “This,” she whispered, ‘Then, though, Beryl, with the moonlight on beach, and they were climbing the 110, om waited anxiously, ‘Then your face. slope that led to the driftwood cabin iy needn't answer now, Beryl," after we were married. The hext folly good brainstorm; in fact, we about clergymen and flowers, 1 “Don't forget, dear; don’t overs “Laeo rayself often enough,” she an- “I don’t think I've told that as well 1. 14 «just—think about it, ‘Try thing, ‘Tom, is that 1 get cross nome- can't even swear; or, If we de, we 4’ way many minutes later might mention that to him If he gets sleep.” oo swered lightly. as the Gasoline Pirate told it to me,” Me tT) care an awful lot, times, and when I'm cross I'm-—I'm don’t get any satisfaction out of It. that ppeech—it_ we. except Obstreperous, Perhaps he—~great “I ahan’t sleep at all,” she whiset “1 wish I did,” he sighed. he enced, San | dear, Tsuppose I don't put things in- Just a mean little pup “Oh, We let you do the love-making, wnlipera and murmire, @90ihl” pered, with a litte laugh. phere was a race to-day, wasn't “Is it supposed to be humorous oF ogy very well, but it’s all here , dear, I'm not a child, Pdon't dear, but some of us get lame backa wordinea and slouuanicwes ener too much tq think of, Tom, and $ there?” she asked. instructive?” she asked. instda mao-owhat 4 like ta aay.” love you because T believe you to be & picking rose leaves out of your paths too happy.” heard up there in the moon- “Look! Coming over the hill!” : light, ‘Then Teh withdrawing his Ata ilttle distance, bloc silhouettes “"YOu're Juat contented,” he mock@i@h gaze with an effort from the hypnotic In the white glare of the moon, two “ve the happiest girl in the worlgig untenance of the moon, became men wero topping the rise from the T0™,” she answered simply, pressing; A practical sido of the island nearest the Neck, Def lips against his shoulder, 4 There is no mistaking them, ang "And I'm the happiest man," Re — Beryl gave a muffied shrick of dis- 9#sented. “Then in the morning, 40QQg may. at six, I'M wait for you.” “It's daddy, Tom!" “You won't have t “Both, The point that the Gasoline Pirate made was that the Portugee who lost his wife was a true philoso- pher, while the man who had his boat stolen” ‘om, this grass is distinctly wet and I'vo got slippers on.” “It is a bit damp,” he acknowledged. a model of all Christian virtues, but Wh because you're just you, | guess my telephone a girl at 6 o'clock to Bo to disposition Isn't anything to brag the theatre with you at half-past about, dear, but then 1 suppose we're eight that the God of Luck has been neither of us worse than the erage, looking after your interests if sbe are we?” 5 yes? Well, sir, he hasn't “I'll call on your father in the morn- “No, I suppose not, Only Just try The girl, like as not, If she cares ing," he said masterfully. Beryl laced and be~oh, Hike you are now,” she for you, has been keeping the even- and interlaced her fingers in his for a “Not to chango the subject, there lo you suppose that when you She turned her head then and smiled at him gently. “{ think I'd rather Tom,” she said softly. “Beryl!” He seized one slim, warm hand and leaned rapturously toward her, “Do you mean tt, dear?” ho won?” “] haven't the least idea, as 1 didn't age it and had my dinner on board to-night. 1 suppose, though, that Johnny Hurd did; he usually does unless they fix him on handicap.” nswer now, Re Tha, “But we're almost at the top now.” “But, Tom, F haven't answered yet!” (oi, wand then tempers and—and ail ing open, perhaps refusing lots Of moment. Then: er "i Pee asctaty. oust in se at “But my feet aro Just as wet ay she meapered: @10h. & halé frightened inove ¢ won't matter, will they?" good things, on the bar o that “Couldg't you--walt a little longer, Pr Besnanrs! Wat the: eben a tN night, deat him, though, you wouldn't — that though we were at the bottom,” she tte laugh. , Matter? Of course they won't, you'll think of her and call or take Tom?” she asked doubjfully. Mae Oe ee ha “Good night, Tom. oe. laughed, “I wonder if you always set “You havet” he cried triumphantly, yuo jgea of your telling me your her out somewhere, ‘They say the “What's the ure, ; Tom! ‘They mustn't seo unt ee a ee ae a, you wouldn't,” laughed Tom, Your own way, Tom.” "L eaw your even Gear. You can't say fautty!* course of love never runs smoot, —“somothing might—happen," he 'Right-o! .Ua for the cabin} Come 7 eee tittle bit ef ane aenin “But ho does. That's Johnny's one — “Pretty much,” he answored chiecr- no now) ive olster “Well, 1 wanted to be hone . ‘Tom, but if Me doe t it ian’ the anawered vaguely. ant * “Geod-nlghee! aceomplishment. 1 believe he's trim- fully, “Here we are. 1 wonder if tho L don't want to, Tom,” she mur- 7 don't want you to think afte woman's fault! Now, there's @ con- “Yes, gome one might run away They darted inside the door, There, «cood-night.” med everything in his class now from captain Is at hoi mured, that I inveigled you into marrying me fession that ought to shock you. Are with you,” he laughed. “The firat 19 thé half darkness, Beryl, with Par Harbor to Savannah.” What captain? ‘Then his arms were around her, bis ynder false pretenses!" you shocked, Tom? Let mo see? thing we'll know the Colonel will dis. ‘Tom's arms about her waist and her After she had seen—and dt took sev- cover ray presence here and up anchor Band pressed against her heart, ts—she laid her head and away. I'm willing to follow you Watched tho figures approach, other little sigh. from here to the Cape of Good Hope, Do you think they saw us ‘aptain Kidd, to be sure. No, the lips were on hers, und the wise old = “You inveigled me! ‘That's good a't afraid of any sort of sei mansion is quite deserted.” ‘They moon, Who has seen so many, many he laughed. “Why, Beryl, I've been eral silent mor “The only thing Johnny 1s really peered together the dim interior first kisses, #miled benignantly down trying to screw up my courage to ask back again with < shld of in that some one may think of the little but, The moonlight upon them, bathing them In @ wone you for weeks, And every time I'd "I'd never thought of that,” sald Heryl, but wallowing along a couple Whispered, sutra «© has a grain of sense, If I went up came through an opening that had derful effulgence, have a faint feeling inside of me and Tom, ning to the subject. “And of miles bel: with no one to talk “No, they haven't looked this way A pressure of the > him seriously and shook hands once been a window and revealed And when she drew herself away, sheer off. I dare say it's a Jolly lucky thing for to but Ole, isn’t my fdea of a high old yet. What do you suppose they're look and Beryl wi wath him and said, ‘Johnny, you've dirt floor littered with rubbish, happily, shyly, a marvellous miracle = “Ynen you don't think, Tom, that some of us that you get the rose time, I'd wait as lone as you like, a dong here, Beryl?" said Tom, the . . " t back to her anchorage, — get a marvellous brain,’ he'd keol over inviting, is It? Where do you suppose had been worked, For the moonlight the—the girl has anything to do with leaves out of way, because we'd week, two weeks, If It would do any “I haven't the slightest idea, Are KY Pepi ety bo haa hi been “Think of that! And they say he stopped, The Helle a y through the moonlit the big white yacht, boat hook i himbed to the deok, hand, and a yawning abo f- « dead faint.” his treasure is, Bery]?" held a new glory, the stars were the jove-imaking?”" probably never have the courage tO goog, put it wouldn't, dear. they coming this way?” pajat ‘mij Beryl smiled; and then, “Tom, ‘Probably In a safe deposit vault.” adance in the heavens, the sea sang “Bh? Ob, that Bernard w rot! climb over them!" “Your father isn’t going to like me "Not yet. Looks as if they were HIODeDy a pte vere’s a sloop right ahead,” she ‘Sometimes, do you know, I've a happy paean to their ears and the Poppycock! ll swear, anyway, that ©] yuppose I'm vhat they'd cali @ any better for my staying away, If solng on down the other side, They'V® the west the moon low cautioned, He nodded, fancied he didnt have any treasure, little warm breath of night caressed you didn't make love to me, Beryl! traitor to my sex," she said reflec: it's only that Lf don't do anything, stopped; they're looking over here. harbor was fast darkening, “Thank you,” he answered, but he after all; that .@ was just kiddin, their faces with a touch of benedic- Why hang it, I didn’t know for sure tively, “Mut { don’t think my sex is why, that can be fixed, I'M go into Get back a litte further, That's Peg title GA SY @idn’t move the wheel an inch, and “Tom, you're awful to-night,” she tion. that you cared a mite until a fort- so very different from yours, Tom. business to-morrow; buy a dory and better,” might have detected the the Hello swept by the stern of the groaned, . The world, it seemed, had been “ight ago! There, now I guess I'm getting in go lobstering; open a dry-goods store ‘The two men had paused at the top bacco and heard, now craft with two yards to spare, “That was rather poor, wasn't it? made over in the brief length of a “Didn't you?” she murmured, ex- too deep and had better stop. Do you or peddle shoestrings; but if he atill of the hill, some twenty yards away, opening bare of the “B “It looked from hore,” said Beryl The captain surely had a dandy view, kiss, The age of such miracles will changing a look of understanding stili—care—a litte—after all the aw- hae it in for me on account of what and were observing the cabin, Quite Sune hemmed much though, didn’t bet” never, with the moon. “Then let me tell you ful things I've been telling you, my father did, why, I guess we'll have clearly Roquemore's voice came ScrOs# this old From the front of the cabin the ‘They sat for a minute, band im something, Tom Lawless, I knew 5 Mister?” to just go off quietly and get married the astiliness, » f . ¥ $ { 4 f ‘ wi thine . ’ .