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Show fRS. CRUSOE'S MOODS. BY G-EOUGE WINTHBOP. 9 it by K Whitehead.) A 3HT swim for It," suggested I 1 ifeker with the accent of one K fio knows tho impracticability V twhnt he- suggests. I night fly for It," retorted Nan SJ fror all tho good it would do. aid have tied the boat." jrgot." ho pleaded, "that I only m t night and have not yet had M ity to become familiar with the fefe X T in fViof irAll H XiOW Wits X w n.uivn wiu.- ,vu jular Bay o Fundy tide hore?' 9 J knew as much about geog--II ifycu do about eomo things," m d darkly, "you would know ffis the Bay of Fundy tide. It ft1 tome in aa a tidal wave, but It Si high." 9 ver get hack to Eubec," ho I Jl'TH get a coast survey map I 't go for a row without it." 101 tie quoted. "Why, we've simply 3 t back to Lubec. What will ik at the hotel if we don't?" fi 11 think wo have eloped," ho II a. cheerfully. "It wouldn't be 4 jad fate." 1 tor himself," she cried angrily, ;t!a tiny foot. "I believe you 5 purpose." ifwere as angry as I am," he li'you'd never believe that." ly reminded that she herself lehed; Miss Carroll sat down on filont rock and began to cry proceeding which served to li-Tucker's li-Tucker's discomfort, inced ruefully at the canoo fast ring on. tho tide, and scanned 5" to see If it offered any hope, tly they were as 'thoroughly tibugh they were on an Island In ills Instead of three miles from i rc-sorc It was Tucker's first ce with a land where they built Ip docks two stories high be-!tho be-!tho fall of the tide from the Fund, and he had supposed n he had drawn the canoe well ie; shelving bank that the long ;the bow could not possibly be :nat the damage was done, It ess to worry about it. The next (do was to seek some means of i?Ho turned to Nan, who was bihg, though every moment an-ave's an-ave's apparent neglect replaced ful thoughts. Having gotten if all this trouble, tho least he jrwould be to try and1 comfort rew himself down beside her.-ear," her.-ear," he cried. "Don't take it girt. It will come out all right Mo swim over to the mainland Va boat." iMee in all her five feet five of dignity. "I do not see, Mr. Ksho said coldly, "that the situ-juld situ-juld permit the levity you as-Mfrnay as-Mfrnay be all right for you, but Ks fair name " Her- sobbing Hrifr afresh at the thought of itgbt be said. $but added! fuel to the flame protested, "We are as good led, Nan, 1 don't see what there irry so much about. We can iome boat's attention before it HIark.anyway " Se ns good as engaged,',' she u" "We never will be engaged. Care what happens, I'll never ffl the use of taking on so?" ttded. "You told me last winter ,the end of ttt"e season you m.suppose I thought then that &whal I think now?" she crledi ills. "Do you suppose that I that you would abduct me to island to force me to marry ever." u coming to him. Tucker er a word, but let the fit of iwear "way. In the meantime vleed a signal with his white pat and a branch. This looked f Ionising to Miss Carroll, and jfeven smiling as she came torn. to-rn. "It's all right, Dave." she ghe stood beside tho signal, you will marry me?" he asked Shis hand reverting to her last ial declaration ejv tha" was what it was." she !orth. "Don't you dare come near i !he seated herself a hundred igay. and for another twenty iJDave reflected upon tho unccr- iff women. In general and of the !i !5& lov:d In particular, j front of better occupation ho oil along the shoro for clams, la few. but deciding after ono Jat It would be better to look lea It was too late for- berries tly, and there was another pause I flection. He had Just decided tjvas as well that Nan Carroll ,fnot marry him. when that tie young woman plumped her- upon the- moss beside him. lon't you talk?" she asked ily. "It's awfully lonesomo J here." 1 r gasped, but for a moment he ? :tdare speak. When he found V-mui of casual affairs he spoke, S ilmself nor of their predicament. Kcntly they were chatting as h tfis tliough there had been none itormy scenes of the afternoon. t were still talking when of a sud-y, sud-y, heard footsteps behind them y yprang to their feet, jehlnd them was a tall, clerical jblue overalls and checked calloo !: Sy.1 dn t ,ntrud0'" ho W fypu Man Friday?" demanded AiOU Bee. wo are Mr. anxl Mrs. fw. Crusoe, and our boat is -or at least I hope It is," she I n sorry, Mrs. Crusoe-," ho said I Si , .h. hor "I am the gg Plilllp Hardlnan of Boston, summering on this island with my family. fam-ily. Nan gasped. "Why didn't you think of looking to see if there was anyone living here?" i?he demanded of Dave. "You told me it was deserted," he said defensively, "and I supposed you knew. I only came last night," he added in explanation to the clergyman. "Mrs. Crusoe forgot to tell me about the tide, and the boat floated away." "Come over and have tea," suggested the clergyman hospitably, "and I have a boat that will take you over to the hotel." He strode- off. leading the way, and Nan and Dave followed. Onco or twice she hummed softly to herself and Dave could have owora It was tho wedding wed-ding music from Lohengrin. At last, as he was helping her over a rock which barred her path, she held his hand in hers as she lightly dropped beside him. "Dave," she whispered, "didn't he say ho was a clergyman?" Dave nodded. "The P.everend Philip Hardman," he affirmed. "We could fool that gossiping crowd, pretending we did It on purpoyo." More than ever Dave marveled at tho ways of t woman, but they were married before supper, for Dave explained to the clergyman that he was afraid 9he might change her mind again. |