The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, August 21, 1910, SECTION SIX, Image 67

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    THE SUNDAY OREGONIA2, PORTLAND, AUGUST 21, 1910.
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I. The "Front Porch Fleet" were members of ourYachting Clab, you know, !
Who Jiever. never took a sail, but anchored in a row V
Upon the Club-House portico, arrayed in flannels neat;
And Percy Pash was Commodore- of -.this amusing fleet
2. One moonlight eveningrata hop upon the club house lawn,
Young Percy saw the Widow Wise, and poof! his heart was gone!
And when they met, just fancy all his joy and rapture, when
She saidi "Oh. Mr. Pash.. I dote oa all you vacating men!"
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"You Iike'the"wateH,' Percy?asked.4 'I Iove it." she repfiedt,
Td like to sail forever on the foaming:," rushing: tide!" V v
"Then oh cried Percy thoughtlessly, "come sail some day with meH;.
Ohithanks." theiWidow. murmured, How.is Saturday at three?
4 'Zcwt Tiere iva? Percv tn a" fix. Hc'dldn't owrr"a vacbf. ,-
Bur. being blessed with loads of. cash, a boat he.went and bought;
He hired a crew and skipper, forrno sailor lad was he,
And they- took aboard.theiWidow fair.-.that Saturdayat'thrce.
5. The4 Widowrravetraboutthe yachtrand?PercyJost his head.
"You like myboat? Ahv. take.it,,then,?,;,he indiscreetly.said.
"But take metoo Oh," spurn me not., I'm rich,- as you mustlnow
Come,thinLabout3ur;ansvcrt;as;asaulng:oniwe:sot 4,,,,.;,
7. The:boar.was rolling now; a bit," the: sealjegan to rise.
'The romance :of the oceaniwarmcd the. heart of WidowWise.
She turned to speak to Percy,"and she saw his face grow pale,
Andohen he.gave.a.groan andileaned soJimpIy.jolerj.the. rail 1
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rnwdow-bjushed and stepped away, bur fanaes feJher: head. She sat besidcthe skTppervtill the boar reached port again,
He'snchrhe'sycmng, heshandsomendmsycrS.a,dear.- And then she turned to Percy.ith the laughter in her eyes-
Ahoneymoonnsummcr.scas-wouldieaJuppyIotL H'T,RUE LOVE-SHOULD-LAUGH AT' MAL DE. MER,"
I;musm,tnswethimoo:soon)Ut--well..'Why.not?. Why;notP exclaimed thekWidow-Wise