Show t j lv ES W A SAILBOAT t by heeler amft WM ft by joseph bodies shelter island is a feast tor the eves at all seasons of the year but la the month of may it Is the fairest spot on lang island then it Is in thi first glory ot its brilliant verdure and the soft blue above and its blue reflection in the water below presents a picture of such exquisite beauty and repose that fe brushes could do 11 justice on canvas at prospect fac lag the bay stands a queen anne cot tage with many hanging balconies and standing on the most eerie one aie two young women of the nine century ultra fashionable type the cut of their cloth frocks suggests redfern and their fine bearing and conscious worth the thoroughbred it Is about ten clock its all very lovely and peaceful and berene lily says the younger of the two girls with a little weary sigh but I 1 like it better in aag when the bay is thick with yachts and rowboats in fact to be sincere with you it has about as festive an appearance now as the desert 0 sa hara and I 1 think we were downright daft to leave town so early this sea son I 1 am really sorry for you bertha replies the other with an amused look in her fine eyes let us give the pixie her first sail this season she will help to liven up the bay for you the grieved look n berthas eyes gives way to radiant delight at her sisters proposition and in gay spir its they leave the balcony and are soon on the pier in their white flan nel yachting suits and tarpaulin hats ot the jaunty sailor cut lilly Is the skipper and bertha the deck hand as her sister calls her her duty aboard ship leing to tend the center board hold the sheet rope when occasion demands shift the bal last and make herself generally useful there is scarcely a ripple on the bay and the halt dozen filmy clouds have now lost themselves in the blue ether the breeze is steady and gentle the girls keep up a rattling chatter at first but the utter peace and quiet seems to have a suad led effect and soon the only sound heard is that of the water as the pixie s sharp bow softly cuts through it they sail on but it is not long before the sail trembles and the eddy that closes behind the boat Is hardly perceptible bertha says lily a last we are going to be becalmed there Is scarcely a breath of air don t mention anything so mon cried bertha dropping the book she had been leading and now J fully alive to the situation we shall simply broil standing still in this hot sun why there s robins island cannot we make it before the wind goes altogether not unless we row and even then I 1 am sure you will not care to land there we may as well row to the island after all says lily presently look ing wistfully at the trees there are probably no men there as early as this and we can rest in the shade until the wind comes up so faey took the brass tipped oars and rowed toward the shore it looks very cool and inviting robins island Is owned by a club of new york men and is a hunting ground there being on it fine pre serves of quail etc this is almost an adventure pants bertha as she removes her hat ind brushes her damp bang off her forehead hush suddenly cries berti a holding up a naming finger to her sister who sits some distance from her with her 1 ead leaning against the trunk of a tree she listens intently turning her head pertly on one side like a bird and then says in a stage whisper would not it be too un utter abi terrible if there sho ild be any men here lilya I 1 am sure I 1 heard something like footsteps way back in the woods your imagination is too active for comfort bertha if ou did hear any thing it was probably a rabbit these tall bushes are an effective screen tor us it any genus homo should be abroad which is unlikely now please do not speak to me for ten minutes I 1 am too tired to even think she closes her eyes and ber tha creeps over to her and bests her head in her lap there is a crashing in the bushes not tar from the girls who have been rudely startled from their short nap and they look with blanched races in the direction of the sound then a deep voice suddenly calls out hello effingham oh I 1 say come here there is another clash in the busl es then another voice exclaims in tunes of astonishment by jove its the pixie it must have drifted down it belongs to the berkley girls you know they have a place at boelter island tip top swagger i eople but how in the name of all why its anchored he concludes with a long whistle and starts down the bank on a iun to the boat at the sound of the first voice the girls had emed paralyzed and ild only stare hopelessly at each other at his instant there is a sharp re port and the shot rattles through the bushes like hall without a cry lily sinks to the ground and bertha lies at her side in a dead faint A tall broad shouldered florid faced oung man dashes through the under brush with an eager huntsman like look on bis handsome face but his ex pres slon changes in flash to one of forroi when he sees the kind of game he has brought down he takes in the situation at a g ance and with a now ashen face he rushes down the embankment te calls in a husk voice as he the boat the berkleys Berk leys he at ps short aad chokes I 1 or heaven s take o 0 lord what has happened 7 are shaking like a leaf the perkier your friend affini ham cod help mea I 1 have killed thern both he burled his face in hands while mr effingham gazes in beall derment it the pixie and then at re he continued head they on the other side of the br ish I 1 heard a rustling tho ight tt a rabbit you know and flied when I 1 edw what I 1 had done I 1 loat ray bead I 1 never was knocked cut before in my life in stead of waiting to see what damage I 1 had caused I 1 rushed to yo i but they ai e badly att they got the whole charge at short range they may nut be dead cheer up the first thing to do la to go back and see get some water in your hat bertha had recovered conscious ness and as the two men dash up the bank she is sobbing over lily s pros arm it will take the dietor many hours to the shot out ot berthas shoulder but she does not heed the sting and smart her agony at lily s badly wounded hand and wrist makes her oblivious to her own pain the shot fortunately did not touch either look w th blanched faces in the of the sound of the girls faces but it will be many weeks before lily can again sail the hen bertha sees mr effingham she durni s up and runs to him trying hysterically to eppia n their presence on the is and lord bertie dudley kneels the unconscious and with trem bling hand nervously spatters her sweet face with salt water he binds her wrist with his chandker chief he is det and gentle and it is pathetic to watch his quivering lip and the great effort he puts forth to appear bilm I 1 feel as it I 1 could shoot my self for this effingham he says bitterly when lily has been taken to the boat and made as comfortable as possible the south wind has sprung up aej the pixie is once more under sail but mr effingham is the skipper and bertha supports lily s drooping head on ner shoulder poor lord dudley watches the boat out of sight from the shore and then flings his gun ae fai it into peconic bay as bis strong arm can send it W ath downcast head ht walks moodily baab to the club house about three weeks after the foregoing ei imode there are halt a dozen or so people sitting om the veranda of the berkley cottage at shelter ts land among them are I 1 ord bertie D idley and mr effingham and lily isas ue latif il and dainty as ever to be sure her wrist is still ban it w now two months later and the bayis as thick with yachts and row boat as bertha likes to see it and lord bertie dudlets dudleys steam yacht is a fixture in the inlet between man hansett and prospect Pros lily has lately p to be lady dudley in october and they are going to england on his yacht she has told bertha many times that she had a presentiment when she stepi ed on bos rd the pixie that fate had something in store for her on that 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