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‘ O l 'KH*!1 !• * TOILERS OP THE CO^lHiBIA By Ptiul IKLoney of “ U r t or «1C «cacrt/* “ Orcgaa Sketches," • M outer «M in e Cooat sto rk s C H A P TE R I I I —Continoed. Loft master of tbe situation, old Boa- d o« pursued his investigations. Tbe sbip had filled with sand in the neigh borhood of tbe raptain'a quarters. I t was this Tory point that attracted the crafty fisherman's attention. Bhoveis were secured and the hoys were ordered to delve their way into the captain’s room. I t was easy to find the door since the sand only extended about half way to the ceiling of the cabin. W hile the boys were shoveling back the dripping sand, old Seadog was al ternately on tbe lookout inside and out. H e let nothing on the stranded vessel escape his observation and kept a con stant vigilance out over the bay to see that no one was approaching. “ I f I can make sure that they were aboard my future is no longer an nn- oeitainty,’ ’ said tbe old man as he mused to himself. “ I t was impossible for any one to survive,” he continued “ The whole crew and all aboard went to tbe bottom of the sea and the crabs w ill have disfigured their bodies be yond recognition before they rise to the surface. And even should they escape these busy scavengers they may drift back to the ocean where they w ill fum ish food for the larger fish.” The fishermen were already suspici ous of old Seadog and when driven from the wreck at the mussle of his gun they immediately returned to the village and spread tbe news. “ The officers ought to take the mat ter in hand,” said one. “ Tea, he is up to stealing the ship and cargo,” said another. The justice of tbe peace was appealed to aa well as the village constable, but these two functionaries declared that they had only jurisdiction on the land and not on the sea. “ But the pillaging should be stop ped,” insisted the honest fishermen. When the justice of the peace saw that his neighbors were bent on some Kind of legal action, he informed them that the higher courts had jurisdiction on th ew sters; that the government itself would act if it were informed; that tbe vessel was a foreign one and that the consul of the country from which the vessel came would protect it from tbe hands of the land pirates. As|oria then had her customs offi cials and she had a United States com missioner. Gape Dissappointment had her lighthouse, but it was before the days of telephone and telegraph service at that point and there was no way to communicate with the government authorities at Astoria, sixteen miles away on the south bank of the river, except by crossing the stream in a small boat._______ __ But those men of the river were not slow in arranging for the trip. A small sail boat was launched and three of the most intelligent went aboard and were soon cutting their way across north of Sand Island aa fast as the wind could carry them. Old Seadog’s watchful eye did not let them escape unnoticed, and he knew that ordinary matters did not prompt his neighbors on such a jour ney. “ Dig for your lives, boys; l i f t out that sand! We may have trouble be fore our job is done. 8ome of those halfbreeds have gone to Astoria to raise trouble and we must get well and through before tbe storm blows back.” Old Seadog did not mean to disturb the property left on the vessel. He had s personal motive in view. His mission was not in quest of gold; neither would he have carried away tbe smallest thing of intrinsic value, but would have risked his life and that of his boys for that which be sought. While delving their way into the cabin they came upon many valuables. These were cast aside as so much rub bish. Gold and silver trinkets were thrown upon the heaps of sand as if they were of no value. It was several hours after^they had begun work and old Seadog was already casting uneasy glances toward tbe south side of the river when the boys struck the sea captain’s iron chest. W hile battling with the storm the rocking, tossing vessel had shaken this heavy receptacle from its usual place and had hurled it about the room like a ping pong ball. But like a wedge it had been driven into a heap of fur niture and baggage jammed together in one corner of the room and backed by these and the heavy bank of sand piled upon the top of the whole, it seemed a thing as solid and immovable aa the hull of tbe vessel itself. It was at this crisis that old Seadog discovered a revenue cutter approach ing from tbe south, at whose helm floated tbe stars and stripes. “ Exert yourselves, boys, exert your selves for your lives, or all is for naught I those fools have informed tbe officers and they w ill soon be upon us,” said tbe old man. __ . Then they all put to and gave their energy to securing tbe iron cheat. The old man abandoned his lookout and joined tbe boys in tbe work. Tbe timbers were interlocked about it and at the same time deeply imbedded in tbe sand. "G e t the capstan lever, boys; get the capstan. We must have her now or it w ill be too late!” exclaimed the excited old Seadog. Borne crowbars had been unearthed front the ship's tool room sad with the addition of tha capstan levar they set to work with renewed vigor. “ Pry down to tha. left, boys, pry down to the left I” shouted the lather. Already tha exhaust of the govern ment launch could be heard aa it «lowed up to weigh anchor at a safe distance from the sandbar. I t would only require the lowering of a boat and a few strokes of the oars to land the officers upon the fishermen. Fortune had always favored old Sea- dog and it favored him again. With a heavy lurch they brought the chest from under the timbers that held it down. Fortune doubly favored him. When the iron receptacle had been turned round it was found that the keys still remained in the lock. The captain had possibly attempted to open it at the last moment and had been driven out by the waves. “ Rush outside, boys; rush outside; I w ill do the rest!” commanded the stern old parent. The boys were barely in time. They were confronted by the officers immediately upon climb ing to tbe deck. “ In the name of tbe government, men, we proclaim yon oar prisoners.” calmly spoke one of the officers. The boys looked bewildered bat spoke not in the absence of their fath er, to whom they had always looked for advice and guidance. Bat the old man was busily engaged. With a surprising qnickneee he had opened the cheat and tore from it tbe register roll. Then he closed the chest, locked it and cast the keys into the water at the lower end of the hole. Then be climbed ont through a port hole at the rear, hurriedly secreted the roll in the sand at a safe distance from the vessel, climbed back through and joined his boys who were prison ers on deck. But before he had hidden the parchment upon which the ship’s register was made he had turned through it quickly. His eyes bad reated upon two names. This brought from him the ejaculation: “ Old Seadog rejoices at last; old Seadog rejoices at last; old Seadog baa cause to rejoice 1 In the language of the convict who swam to the Diamond Islea. ‘ tha world belongs to old Seadog now!’ ” C H A P TE R IV*. Odd Companions. After releasing the old man and the child from their entanglement they were carried to the nearest fisherman’s cabin. Tbe man, though lashed to the spar and pinioned to the earth by tbe driftwood was held no closer than was tbe babe. Hia arms held it like a vise. They had been so long about it that they had formed like clasps around the body and, benumbed by the cold, they were as difficult to pry apart as are the creepers which bold a vine in ita upward climb. Yonng as it was, only a few weeks old, tbe infant poase sed more vitality than did its aged protector. It stretched forth ita little bands and legs with surprising strength and cried piti fully, though in a voice that showed that ita lungs were still strong and healthy. But the old iLan scarcely breathed. He opened hia dnll eyes for a moment and stared blankly into the faces of those directly in the line of his vis ion, and then cloeed them. He was nnconscious of all that was going on abont him. His long gray hair hung in strands abont his face and neck. His silken gray beard was matted with the sand and trash of the beach. Bnt for the alow pulsation of his heart be would have been pronounced dead by those around him. The women were running abont as bnsy as only women can be when they sre doing some great a-t of charity, and their devotion was increased by the fact that some dead mother’s chi d had fallen into their hands, and each felt a double reeponsibility on this ac count. Some were bringing dry clothing from the wardrobe of their own chil dren, others were warming <*ow’s milk in a small basin on the stove, while a more thoughtfu1 mother was sharing the breast of her own babe w ith tbe little waif. And those good women smiled with tears in their eyes as the little stranger tugged greedily at its new found mother’s breast. “ Oh, it w ill get along all right,” said one. “ Yes, so long as it eats, the signs are good,” said another. “ Just so yon don’ t give it too ranch,” remarked an elderly woman who was watching the proceedings. “ But I fear it is all over with the old gent,” whispered one of the women who had jnst returned from the adjoin ing room where tbe men were working with the child’s elderly companion. Tbe men were tabbing his arms and legs, and irons were being heated to place At bit feet. Some brandy had been forced throufeh his lips, bnt it was slow in showing encouraging effect«. His eyes were fixed in his head, his features were as pale as death. Hia firm lips were set aa if in his last con scious moment be had fixed his determ ination upon some given object. He was a little more than five feet as he lay. npon the bed. Still he was rather plnmp and well-kept for his age. But bis skin waa smooth and bis mus- clat soft, which indicated that ha had T- not baen a man of toll. When the hair war pushed fatrk from bie face a broad, intelligent faro- head was exposed. Had those fisher men been able to read phrenological signs thay would have discovered that tbe aged man before them wag no, or dinary being. Hia intellectual fore head, small feet and bands'; dress and general appearance indicated that he had followed one of tbe professions. In the meantime the village physi cian arrived and aided in reenaeitatiDg tbe old man.* Tbe child gradually passed away to sleep after Its wants w en satisfied and slept as soundly as if its own mother still hovered over it. I t was e soft sweet sleep such only aa is seen in the repose of the innocent before the trials and tribulations of life have come to their knowledge. I t knew not of its lost mother end father, tbe fearful storm at see, tbe hours in the water, the terrible night among tbe driftwood on tne beach. It slept in a repose akin to perfect bliss. “ She’s a darling little girl,” said the woman who had shared her own child’s clothing with the little sleeper. “ What pretty blue eyes she has,” remarked she who had warmed the milk. “ Such dainty little limbs,” said the woman who had ran about tha pla e nervously trying to do everything and had accomplished but little. “ But look what pretty feature# and sweet lips,” said the one who had nursed the child to sleep, with an air of superiority. The child did not exceed one month in age. It was probably younger. Ita light hair, fair skin and pretty blue eyes even at so young an age showed that it was a born beauty. Still its features were much like thoee of ¿he Finlanders, ao many of whom had Bat tled along the Columbia in the fishing districts. “ They think the old man is dying,” said one of the women in a whisper who had been watching the men work with the aged sufferer. “ Oh, such a pity,” remarked the women in a subdued chorus. “ We w ill never learn the child’s name or anything about the late of its mother or father.” “ It must have been born on the.voy- age,” said one, " fo r they say the ship was a Finnish vessel and has been many weeks at eea.” “ Old Seadog’s action in the matter ia a mystery to everybody. W hy he made such quick haste to board the ship is beyond all understanding. And he actnally pointed firearms at tbe men when they attempted to go aboard the vessel,” said a woman who had jnst been talking with her hut band on the outside. ‘ -But the officers w ill ravel the matter ont,” she continued aa she remembered the details ot the episode as given her by her husband. Then there was a commotion out side. A fisherman had just arrived from the sand spit. He had brought news' of tbe arrival of officers at the scene of the wreck. “ Old Seadog and his boys ara all nn- der arrest!” was whispered from lip to lip. Ttit DAYS GONE BY? »'■■■' ""»I ; *' w * ■ O the days gone by! O the days gons by! The apples in the orcWn), and tha path way through the rye; ; Tike chirrup of the robin,.and tha whistle of tbe qqail Aa he piped across the meadows sweet as auy nightingale; When the blAoni wae on the clover, and the blue waa> In the sky, And my happy heart brimmed over—in the daye gone by. t | l In the daya gone by, when my naked feet were tripped By the honeysuckle tangle# where the water lilies dipped. And the ripplee of the river 'Upped the moss along the brink. Where the placid-eyed and Iaiy-footed cattle came to drink, And tlje tilling snipe stood fearleee of the truant’* wayward cry. And the aplaahing of the swimmer, in the duya gone by. O the days gone by! O th# daye gone by! The music of the laughing lip, the luster of the eye; Tbe childish faith in fairies, and Alad din’s magic ring— The elmple, soul-reposing, glad belief in everything. For life was like a story, holding neither sob nor sigh, In the golden, olden glory of the daya gone by. — James Whitcomb Riley. F course.” said Polly, shoving her heel down Into her skate with a little tramp and striking out over the Ice like a bird Jearnlug to hop, “ It was the fault o f the other woman!" W e had been talking about the breaking off of Abblngdon Dare's en gagement to the auburn-haired Down ing girl, and o f how Miss Downing had discovered the other flirtation by listening down the dumb waiter shaft. “ O f course,” I agreed. * It Is always the fault of the other woftaan." Polly gurgled mirthfully and I thought satirically. "Surely,” I asked anxiously, "you do not blame the dumb waiter shaft? I never saw a dumb waiter shaft with peroxide hair and a dimple In its chin." Polly gave me a reproachful glance. "A n d ," I went on. “ y iu certainly do not blame Miss Downing for breaking It off when she found out----- ” “ And, o f course,” broke In Polly, “ I could not possibly blame— Abblngdon Dare, for Instance." Won’t yon take hold o f my hands, I ’olly? The Ice ia—er— very slippery." For answer, Polly burled both her hands deep in her muff and continued to mope along in Jerky little semlclr- cles. “ And now,” she went on. Ignoring a brilliant pigeon wing I had cut for her benefit, "the auburn-haired Down (To te continued) ing girl and the other girl don’t spea k.” “ Then,” said I, bringing tip beside T h e O th e r F e llo w ’ s Job. There’s a erase among us mortals that la Polly with a Sourish, “ Miss Downing blames tbe other woman, too?” cruel hard to name. Polly looked at me as though know Wheresoe’er you find a human you will find the case the same; ing things like that were the moat You may seek among the worst of men or natural thing in the world. seek among the best. “ O f course!" she declared emphatic And you’ll find that every person is. pro- ally. “ A woman always does blame „ cisely. like the rest. ........... _.J Each believes that his real calling is the other woman. Thnt Is the funniest thing about it. She seems Just as along some other line Than the one at which he’s working- anxious to make a pack-horse for the take, for instance, yours and mine. masculine sins ont of some other wom From the meanest "me-too” creature te an as the man himself. I suppose to the leader of the mob,__ morrow that. If you held one hand" There’s a universal craving for “ the oth- over your heart and the other over the ______ er fallow*# Job." — family Bible and took an oath o f al legiance, and If the very next moment There are millions of positions in the I detected you admiring a pretty busy world to-day, Each a drudge to him who holds it, bat free----- " to him who doesn't, play; " I t would have to have a brown Every farmer’s broken-hearted that la 1 [pompadour above It and a dimple in youth he misaed his catt, Its left check,” I declared, looking at While that same unhappy farmer is the Polly. envy of us all. Polly blushed. Any task yon care to mention seema a “ Or saying nice things to another vastly better lot Than the one especial something which girl in the conservatory,” she went on. you happen to have got. "Everybody would expect me to blame There’s but oue sure way to smother the pretty face or the other girl. Hut Envy’# heartache and her sob; 1 shouldn't!" and In her momentary Keep too bnsy, at your own, to want excitement Polly forgot to be fright “ the other fellow’s job." ened, and almost did some real skati* — 8uccesa. lng. “ W ell," I grumbled, “ why shouldn’t T h e W o r d P ic n ic . The derivation of the word picnic Is you?” “ Because," said Polly, "it wouldn’t uncertain. In London Notes and Que ries of 1853 attempts were made to be the girl who owed me allegiance.” “ Then I suppose," I remarked, “ that trace ita origin. you approve o f the fact that Miss One correspondent says: “ Under a French form the word ap Downing has cut Abblngdon Dare off pears In a speech o f Robesp'erre, ‘t’ est Irretrievably ?” “ I would,” said Polly, " If she had; icl kqu’ll dolt m’accuser, et non dans les plquesniques.’ An earlier Instance but she hasn't He’ ll only have to wait occurs In one of Lord Chesterfield'« until the first burst of temper wears off and then come around with a letters, dated October, 1748." Another writer o f the same date pathetic story o f how the other wom trlea to trace the word from France an lured him----- ” “ And Invited him to call." Into Italy. Starting with the assump “ And fed him with flattery and Job tion that plquenlque In French Implies a party at which each guest provides ater a la Newburgh." “ And told him a sad little story of some particular dish or performs some special duty, he finds the Italinn ex her past life.” "And actually pursued him to his pressions nlccbla (duty) and plccola (it trifling service), and from these he office." "And had her brother bring him up coins plccola nlccbla (picnic). A French encyclopedia. 1843, has It to dinner." “ And sent him plhk notes— that ho that the word Is compounded of tbe simple English pick (to choose) and couldn’t, in politeness, refuse to an ulck (In tbe nick of time, on the spur swer.” “ Well, that's the way they do it,” of the moment). In France tbe term said I. Is also used for Indoor picnics. “ Do— what?" Polly had to wave her. arms wildly v* A Domestic C h ef Mrs. De Style (after giving her order to catch her balance. "P o lly ," said I, "the moment a man for dinner)— Can you remember all thatl New Girl—Sure, It’* a French rhsf becomes devotedly attached to some yez think Oi am. one girl all the other girls In her set " It i* our ordinary company dinner. begin to find him fascinating. I fancy Gnest* are expected, you know." It’s something like setting a new style. "W all, mum. Oi’ll just make y*r an I f one o f you wears a fur hat or a Oirieh stew, an’ thin yes can sort the tbinge out to euit y’rsiivee, an’ call ihtm feather boa Immediately all tbe rest of aa many nose-crackin' French names aa you buy .fu r bats and feather bon*. I f one of you finds a man worth while yas loika ” ■*; r-'> » ‘‘Yen couldn’t all the rest o f you step Into line to spa I*oHy sarcastically/ If you can’t wrest him from her, Add possibly have escaped her, Mr. Sylves ed to this faslitou, the very fact that ter. , No ban could!" ’ “ But It v^rasn’t Allclq," I erplalned. he la not attainable makes him all tba more popular. That’s a little: twist 1» As f knelt down to unifasten Polly's skates. * t i couldn’t hAve been, you the feminine make up. Polly, dear,". “ Hr- Sylvester," said Folly—-and the know— beef use. ^ t ' that time, Alicia Ice' looked warm beside her voice— '.'I waa iny fiancee." • can skate ------------ quite as ------ well --- If ytu ,do not ------------ q a q b l j- M y skates, which Polly had hold uiy hand. An engaged man—or a * bhen hoifflnfi, fell with n fla tter, married man, either," she continued, j . "And,” I went on. Ignoring the stndv “ la exactly like the IK tie fox terriwf y fa a in rls t abov* me, "when /bu Invited who couldn't be made to come out ep' me to that dinner and I met you there his bouse until they tied him up. Thqit lu that gausy, yellow thing yon wore, he chewed up tbe rope and begqq apd you stnelt o f hyacinths and romping around tbe back yard. Tha danced Ilka a butterfly----- ” very moment a man feels the cords “ Jack,” aald Polly, “ It’s getting per o f an engagement or the bonds of mat fectly dark.” rimony binding him he wants to slip “ And.” I continued, “ you simply them off. Why, a man who would wouldn’t take a refusal for the sleigh laugh at pink notea and snub the girl ing party, you remember----- ” who pursued him with lobsters before “ jir^ 8ylveat*r,’’ said Polly, "there marriage will succumb to them like Isn't A son! left on tbe Ice.” a violet to the sun or an Icicle to the “ And tha little note you wrote me fire after matrimony. But I dou t on scented paper was so very----- " blame him!” declared Polly, trying to “ In a minute they'll be lighting the wriggle her band away. lamps,” persisted Polly. "Neither do IT ’ I agreed, enthusias “ Why, so they w ill," I remarked aa tically, clasping the band tighter thau I rose from the Ice and flung my ever. skates over my shoulder, “ and,” I con “ I blame tbe woman," announced tinued, coming closer to Polly, “ I have Polly. only a moment In which to----- ” "W hich woman, Polly?" said 1. “ 8top! Stop! Stop!" cried Poliy. "The other woman?” “ You're mussing my hair!" “ Why, no," said Po ly. “The other— “ — kiss the other woman," I fin that Is, both o f them. Now -If they ished.— Travel. would only Join hands----- ” S A F E T Y IN M O T O R ’8 NOI8E. “ What!” I exclaimed. “ Twowom en?" “ And co-operate for the punishment i f P e r fe c t ly S ile n t A u to m o b ile# W o u ld and confusion of the man----- " G iv e P eo p le N e W a rn in g . "Polly Lee," I asfed tragically, The qplnlon la commonly expressed “ would you undermlnethe whole aocal that a decided Improvement In motor system? Why, co-operation between two women would be worse than the vehicles would be' gained If the notes Servant Girls’ Union. Ever since there o f the motor oouki be reduced or sup have been two women and a man on pressed altogether. The enormous num earth there has been feminine war ber o f small explosions which take place in the engine o f tbe motor car or fare." “ And that.” said Polly, “ has been bicycle create a noise which is un the cause o f most of the masculine doubtedly at all times offensive to the sins. I t Is always a case o f woman ear, but which la far worse when tbs against woman. You find It every chauffeur or rider la not a master o f where, from the nursery to the divorce bis engine, for then tbe explosions ara court. When Bobby Is a 'small l»oy often Irregular. Rhythm makes even he promises Marjorie and G rade each the noise o f a motor Jess disagreeable ’his box o f candy. When Marjorie and to the ear than an ill-timed succession G rade find out this perfidy, Instead o f o f reports. It ia debatable, however, whether, uniting against him and taking It out of him, they begin pulling one an after all. It would be desirable to re other’s hair and scratching at each duce the present loudly palpitating ma other’s eyes; and Bobby walks serene chine to an absolutely noiseless vehi ly off-and gives the candy to little cle. The noise o f th e engine In tha Mary Anne around tbe comer. When present motor give# ample warning of he grows up Bobby may have as many its approach on tbe road, a warning wives ns Solomon, but when he Is which, considering the comparatively brought Into court there are always high speed oftentimes attained by tbs half of them dying to send him to car, might be sounded by tbe horn too prison and the other half aching to late. It is common on the highways to take him back to their arms again, find coachmen who are driving restive r.nd all o f them glaring daggers at horses on the alert long before the <oar comes up to them, warned by the dis each other----- ” "And," I added, "there Is always tant sound o f the regular beating o f still another woman waiting round tha tbe engines. corner with a heart full o f sympathy." .A motor car proceeding, say, at “ And such fascinations as peroxide twenty miles an hour in perfect si hair.” lence would almost be certain to be a "Is it absolutely necessary that the source o f terror and disaster. Even In other woman have peroxide balr, the case o f fce ordinary bicycle there Polly?" I Inquired. Is danger in Its silence o f action and "Oh, that’s a way with othe.* when the noiseless rubber tires first women." said Polly. came upon the scene a continuously “ And yet," L remarked, gilding along Jingling bell accompanied, them. In meditatively, “ 1 once knew— another the same way other rubber-tired vehi woman— who didn’t dye her hair.” cles carry a similar signal, although the Polly wriggled her hand out o f mine clatter o f the horses' hoofs upon the and tucked It In her muff. road conveys some sort o f warning. “ It was— let me see— about the time It Is doubtful whether a bell continu I announced my engagement,” I went ously ringing on a motor car or bicycle on. reflectively. can ever be as effective or timely a Polly turned and struck out for the warning as tbs penetrating beat o f tbe shore with a spurt of which I had not motor engine. thought her capable. Tbe shrieking whistle o f an express “ She was,” I continued, “ a girl iu train is often too late to enable dan your set." ger to be avoided and It la appalling to “ I do believe the sun Is going down. think what would happen If an ex Mr. Sylvester," remarked Polly, »low press w ere designed which could trav ing up perceptibly. el at the rate of sixty mile* an hour For reasons of my own I did not without the slightest warning noise be attempt to carry on the conversation. ing given by its wheels rotating or by After a few moments’ silence what I Its Intermittent escape of steam. The expected happened. same holda good for motor vehicles, “ Who," said Polly, faintly, "was and though as It Is they add to the the girl In my set?” dangers o f locomotion on roads these “ Why, the other woman, of course.” dangers would be considerably accentu I replied. “ She had hardly observed ated If It were not for the perpetual my existence before the day that iny and penetrating beat of the engine. engagement was announced. The very next evening she asked her brother to -HOW 8 H E G O T EVEN. Invite me up to dinner.” I fancied Polly said something like A W o m a n ’s M ethod o f H u m b lin g a Conductor, “ contemptible!" but I must have been She was one o f those women with a mistaken. righteous look and firm chin. “ O f course you didn't go. Mr. Syl "Please stop at Thirty-ninth street,” vester ?’’ she remarked, aloud. “ I'm afraid I did," I confessed, rue she said to the conductor, aa tbe car fully. "You see, I didn’t exactly un whizzed past Thirty-sixth. A t the next corner she rose, to he derstand things then, aa I do since you and I have been engaged for some ready to alight, but the car did not time. And the girl waa very pretty slow up, the conductor being busy do and alluring----- ” Polly gave a little ing the hospitality o f hia car to a chance acquaintance. Before she could gasp., and sped on. “ And," I continued, keeping beside catch his eye and stop the car she had her, “ when she Invited me for a gone a block past her destination. She sleighing party on the following night put her foot on the step, then drew It back and calmly sat down again. The and named a nice girl----- ” Polly stopped short in the middle of conductor, his hand on the bell rope, waited, the picture o f vigilant duty. the ice. She gazed straight ahead and made no “ I accepted,” I finished. sign. With a profane remark he Jerk "You— went—Jack Sylvester?” Pol ly’s voice would have been awful, If ed the rope and the car moved on. Tw o blocks further she arose and it had not threatened to be teary. “ Oh, no," I answered quickly. “ I caught his eye again. This time he didn't go. You see the snow melted managed to atop at the first corner. next morning, and so she sent me Bnt she apparently changed her mind and sank comfortably Into her seat around a little pink note to say that while an appreciative smile overspread she would be at home, anyhow." the faces o f tbs passengers. “ I know whom you mean,” said A t tbe end o f another two blocks Polly, striking out for shore once more. she ones mors signaled to him to stop, " It waa that Edgerly girl— the one and though he was bursting with who rouges and wears such awful wrath, a dozen pair o f eyes were upon hate.” him, and he controlled himself. Ths “ Oh, no— not the Edgerly girl,” I car came to a standstill, but she did said, scornfully. " I t was----- ” not move, “ Then,” declared Polly, "It must “ It’s ths next corner I want," aha have been Alicia Brown. That’s her explained, In a clear rolce, ns s titter only method o f getting attention, Mr, went around the car. “When I asked Sylvester. She keeps a little Hat o f you to stop at Thlrty.-nitftk street yon eligible men on her dressing-table. carried me to Fortieth, so I supposed Doubtless you are on the Hat. I think, If I signaled you for Forty-third you’d though, It la rather detestable o f her carry me to Forty-fourth.” to tfeat me so sweetly----- ” And at the next corner she smiled “ But you sion't blame me, do you, graciously at tba conductor as she step- Polly?” I ted down and o u t— Chicago Inter “ Not If It was Alicia Brown,” aald Ocean, * 1 l