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Show Bally true on the glad si a waves with 1 1 10 water lilies In I'loom upon U? Ami you reached oho for mo nnd came near to tumbling in." 'But I got if. And yon gave mo one of t lie ted roses you wore In exchange for It." "Why, yes so diil." "I hnvo novor forgotten." We drifted into silence. Tin- wind mule mv eves v5 Y man. bo recognized the power of nob)ose oblige and had acquired such aa education, as belli led a sent lemon, le-mon, no more, no less. Hut for his own personal taste he preferred growing things to books. So it had happened that when Ned was yet in his teens UneJe died suddenly, leaving to his nephew all Personal cfl'i-cls. the Colorado ranch: nh-ng with mining min-ing Interests In Nevada and two plantations lu the Mississippi Delta. Kate thus wove the net of circumstance close about hlni. The boyish dream of the army was put aside and Ned set about becoming ft man of affairs. All of this Ned hail told me one night at a dance, six years before, vhnn we were both Jn Favettc-svllle. I had not Been him since until to-dny. Dot now suggested that we walk around the deck, lint somehow the Idea did not appeal to me. Ned looked at me keenly. "Maybe, Sally, since you have leen feeling or Indisposed, In-disposed, you had better try thii steamer chair." 1 cfcvc him a look of lolly scorn, but accepted the chair. lie tucked me In comfortably, found several magazines and then went off with Dot, while I watched the crowd. There was the uunl wind blown maiden with" straight locks that enroused In the breeze not ex: nctly the charming eflrct that one observes In the nautical poster girl of the magazine covers. There was the oinnipieseut trio that strolled Incessantly, In-cessantly, The father, who had every outline of n telegraph pole and a bald h.-ud frioged about the ears and protected by a Rolf cap. The mother, equally equal-ly as perpendicular, wearing nlso a golf cop, which was Hod on with a brown veil, and by her side marched Augustus Alexandre, tho prodigy offspring. In knee breeches and cute little flat bows on the sides. A straw hat, man's size to lit his hood and secured against the wind h n block cord puant fastened to the lapel of bis coat, lie also wore glasses. Why this trio Is omnipresent Is not knowu to mo, but no ocean voyage Is complete without one. There was the would be fresh youth, who leaned with careless grace against the rail In view of the wind blowu maiden. And now Dot and Ned tame tramping by. I must say for a person who had wept I wo nights and a day over parting with a loc sick youth at home Miss Dot looked excessively cheerful. I patted myself on the bead for a wise one. Just at this moment a man in a Norfolk suit bore down upon the party next me with his face full of glad tidlugs. "Say. old Horace Is bowled over; knocked out clean!" , BY ELISE WILLIAMSON. (r;o.jrl;hl. JPlO.hy tb New York Herald Co All rlehts rKrl.) (( -w II. Sally! Guess who's on Ivoard ship!" "Aw, I can't guess, but I hope It's the & coroner. Aw-aw-nwe!" y I lay flattened out like a shadow, with an ice cap perched over oue eye nnd In ' my soul a limp desire to put away all earthly things. My conversation, if listened to steadily, would doubt-loss doubt-loss have proved monotonous, but nevertheless it was Inspired by deep and true feeling. , "A w aw -a we!" D t paid no heed to my inoauings. That healthy young heathen gazed at ine with not the faintest slgu of sympathy, in truth I thought that I perceived a light of unholy nmuseinent lurking lu her eyes. "Sally! That Ice cap! Vou look so queer!" "()h, lt'a funny, isu't It? Hat ha! ha! bu!" But Ihe Javelins of my wrath were hurled in vain against an Impenetrable shield of good humor. "You Just wait and sec who's on board. I'll not wato good news on you In this upset state of miud." "It's not my mind that's upset," 1 murmured weakly. Dot departed laughing, and I essayed a feeble grin that came to an untimely end; for now the ship crouched upon the bottom of tlie sea and prepared fr the record leap. I closed my eyes and waited. But she decided instead to conquer Pike's Teak by (limbing In a smooth, sinuous, sliding, sickening movement. When we had come somewhere iu the neighborhood neighbor-hood of Valhalla I began to wonder If the Vulkflro maidens would hear me from there. True. I could boast of no Illustrious deed in battle, but perhaps if I showed them my D. A. B. badge '. But Just here wc dropped lightly but firmly again to the bottom of the sea. "Aw-avv-awe!" Then my soul grew resolute within nie. This was not to be endured. Wc were yet four days from New York. Here was I, who loved the sea with a great and real love, to whom the sound of the deep was as music of a mighty orchostrn a symphony of all emotion emo-tion that s.okc to tho Innermost heart of me. Here was I seasick stowed nway In a little airtight mm-piirlment mm-piirlment with n silly j c cap on my bead. I snatched off the offending article and sent It spinning across l ho staleroom, where it fell with a reproachful Hop 1 rung for the stewardess. When she arrived I was clinging wildly lo the port hob- for air. But I was up! "Aha! You thiuk you will get up!" I translate her tone of voleet. "Perhaps, miss, you will have a cup of coffee nnd rolls, yes?" "Not unless you chloroform me. I would like a salt bath, please." Two hours later I npp.-a.rod on dork, pale of face but triumphant. There was Dot standing by the rail. 41 He Tucked Me In Comfortably " . , questionable charms, but yet in her eyes the bcautl ful light of faith in things yet to be She coquetted by on mincing steps, emitting little squeals of maidenly maid-enly terror when the rolling of the sinp jpset In r progress, and under her arm was tho latest "best seller." upon whose blue cover In largo gilt letters shone the title. "The Pursuit of Man.'" Hie wind blown maiden and tho would be fresh youth were iu a sheltered spot, their chairs tete-a-tete. Upon her lap lay a gilt edged copy of Browning, with the flimsiest of handkerchiefs to mark the place, while she read poems from n magazine. But now Ned hove in sight with the Inevitable pipe. Wc strolled around to watch a game of quoits. Dot was playing" with some friends she had discovered from New Orleans. Oh, but she was a winsome thing in tho Joy of hr seventeen summers! Her face was so appealing, like a delicate llower, but yet rich with full viewed life. And her laugh was the merriest sound on earth, it was so young, like dancing leaves. It recalled childhood's child-hood's hours in a spring wood. Yet It was not a happy laugh only m"rry. She isn't grieving over the love of yesterday at aM events. I I bought. That night Ned and I sat ogalu together cu deck talklDg over o'd childish days and the things that had happened since. It was restful to talk with him. When I went to tho stateroom Dot was already asleep. I was startled to see tears upon her check.' Tho pillow pil-low was quite wet and half peeping from beneath it was the corner of a photograph. "So that's tho way of it, little sister o" mine." 1 whispered "There are laughter and Jests for the world hear, and tears and tears at night. It Is a proud little Dot and deeper than we thought, and very wise." It hurt me that I hod not understood. But when tho sunlight came again Dot was ho same merry, fun loving Utile soul. She played Ned nod me a scurvy trick. There was an old lady on board who buffered from chronic operations and unburdened her troubles upon whomsoever chanced to be within earshot. Dot was stuug tirst. Ned aud I found her cornered In her steamer chair with the most comically tragic air on her small, quizzical face while the little old lddy explained the mysterious nature of her sixteenth operutlon. At sight of us Dot began tugging at her skirt, which was, apparently, caught in the chair. "Oh, Ned!" she called. "Do help mo a moment!" But Just us Ned drew near the skirt was miraculously miracu-lously freed. "Oh, Jt't out now, tliank you." She rose and, turu-v lug to the old lady, mulled sweetly. "Dr. Withers Is a physician. lie would like to hear about your remarkable case, I feel sure." i The Turned Ankle. 1 almost laughed iiiloud at lght of Ned's face, when, the Utile wi7-e.ii added, "And iuy sister here Is a trained nurse, loo. oh. it's an awfully luierestlu c.use. I do wish I could heur more about it, but Ihis provoking skirt of mine. I caught It In the chair, , oil kuow" and off she sailed. Tho old lady gtve a couilmiou performance. A chunge of audience any'cU-d her not at nil. The gon lor li h saved our lives. Dot met us with a demure face. "Dr. Wither-. I have turned rny tinkle. Wlil you -or peihupi your ussistaut ihcre" "iMrothy F'riw," I blazed out. "If ever agaiu you" But Dul burst Into a merry laugh and what w.i; Ihe use? Through the long days I was with Ned almost constantly and at night we sat until late on deH: our friendship, deep rooted in the past, had floweret Into a beautiful thing that was growing very preciotu to me- On tho last night we were sitting together on doc) as usual. I had been telling him alout Mary Mjj well, my friend what a wonderful actress she wa and what a splendid mtnre,.and all about the liltli apartment we had together iu Now York. I hao given strbt orders thai he should love her dearly. Then w e were sih nt for a long time. Nod puffed at the hideous old pipe, and I watched Ihe sea that was behaving like some well mannered person ill at ease. It bore a suave appearance on the suifaee. but beneath be-neath was n great restlessness. The waves roo in a solid zray black mass, threatened to break, but Instead In-stead subsided sullenly. Tho wind, too, was fitful: only the stars seemed strangely still. Restlessness crept Into my own heart I shivered and drew the fur collar about my throat, for the air was cold. Ned loaned over and knocked the ashes out of hU pipe and put It away. Then he drew from aa inne-coat inne-coat potkot a leather wallet and carefully removed th broad rubber band from about H. His bands fumbled curiously. J have something I want to show you." ho said, and his voire sounded queer. , Ho opened the wallet and drew something from one side of It. I leaned near to see; It was a dead rose. Ho shielded it carefully from the wind lest, the withered leaves be blown away. 'it is the rose you gave mo at the dance."' ho said very low, I took It from his hands. "Why. Ned," I gasped, "not really':" "Really," ho answered gravely. "I love you. Sally. Don't you know that there has never been any one else but you?" He leaned toward me. "Is there a chance for me. Sally, or Is there some one else";"' "No well that is I menu, you see. Ned. I I don't care for you like that. Ned not exactly but I do love you dearly aud. oh! I want to go on being frleuds." 1 was near to tears. There was Jut a moment's pause, and then Ned's dosr old voice, so aim and gentle. "W hy. of course we w ill be friends, dear. Why . Hot?" He put out hW hand and I buried my forehead upon it and had a nice refreshing cry. i "Oh. I say now. Sally, child, don't do tha;!" .Wd was horribly uncomfortable, I kuew. "Jut let me c-cry, Ned, please, a 1-llttJe." x When I gave him the wallet it was all wet with tears. lie put It away carefully. Then we went In. I was very nilseruble 5;(:rod, and dreaded the hour In the morning when we should meet. But in the moruing I found that my anxiety had been useless Ned was so matter-of-fact, so calm, so unperturbed, that I began to wonder if 1 hod dreamed of ouv last night's conversation. However., I regarded him In quite a new light. There was lurking lurk-ing lu the depths of my consciousness a feeling of proprietorship toward him that was most satisfying. Dot was in a fever of excitement over landing, ond when she Unal'.y walked down rh; gangplank and set foo( upon New York soil he heaved a tremendous sigh and exclaimed "Tlmnk goodups-sr' lu sinh a heartfelt voice that both Ned and I stared at hr. "Well! Now that It's over, Sally, I might as well confess that I have bad a very unplensarrf, squeamish feeling ever sluce we left Ihe mouth of tin MLssl !ppl Blver." Here she winked comically ut Ned and niiudekei my voles' ludicrously. Bat t'neii. ai'icr all. I xiippose 1 was Jjst a bit In-J disposed"' i her eager little face all aglow, and beside her a six foot individual, the back lew of whose broad -boulders seemed peculiarly familiar. Then he turned. "Why. Ned Withers! I cm glad to see you'." Thereujon my two bands were seized in an enormous enor-mous clasp ond Ned's honest blue eyes were smiling into mine. "Well, well, Sally! 1 thought you vveie a better sailor than thi-." ' "oh. I was only a bit Indisposed," I declared airily. "That's what they all say when they got up ou deck." N'd laughed It was good to hear him. There wils something so thoroughly real about It. Long ago. in the pinafore 'lays, Ned had been my tirst sweetheart, lie hail carried my books to school and wlnn occasion arose had fought ami bled for me. And oil, true tet of a loyal hear-:! he had permitted that I go with Ul in tisninit ""'-l carry the tackle. Indeed. In-deed. .,n.-. he hod Imprinted an Indefinite kiss upon 'he side of my uom with the thrilling diaratlon that when he got to bo an aruiv oflb cr I could marry him. But fate, lu the person of Ned's guardiuu, a rich old gouty uncle, nipped our romance lu the bud by packing off MuaIi-i- Ned. aloug with a tutor the nucleus of a hundred year-old library and a goodTy part of the family silver, to a ranch in vIorado, where, he declared. If the lad Intended to spread and grow he would have auiplo roo(n. Noblesse Oblige. 1 have uo doubt but that the tutor was benefited by the climate, and uncle, being a book lover, found joy In th library, while Ned sciz-d the opiwtiinky to spread and grow. Physically he was a Joy to behold. There was a look of ipjlet power lu his face that one acknowledged and repcrted. IK- possessed that most rare quality, real dignity, uud tb repo.-e that comes fnou u calm spirit wlthlu. . As to his trllis (mil statu-", Ned's ow n opinion Is ' sorttiy. of .4 ..i;' lion, H alius beeu born a gtutie- "No;" cried one of the party, grinning cheerfully. "Sure as you're alive!" I caught myself grinning too. What i? it that on shipboard rausrs ono tu lake such fiendish giro In a fellow passenger's misery? Ask any vktlm of sea-sirknv,s sea-sirknv,s Is it a Joke? The fresh youth gave tho alarm that a school of living fih were near, livery one rushed to behold thorn. .Inst then the gong sounded for luncheon, but I' preferred to .stay and watch the fish 1 don't care. They were pretty little things, these butterflies of tho sea. And I know that on moonlight nights some old mor-hugologi-t takes his seaweed net and goes chasing t hem. After luncheon Dot reported th it the salon looked like the flower garden at home after a heavy ruin. 1 lay all afternoon rending and dozing and looking at the sea. Toward evening I felt llko maybe the struggle to live was worth while after oil. I wotcJ'e-1 the wild splendor of tho semi-tropic sunset sun-set bum 4h heavens and the sea. Bed gold, It was. and purple that shaded Into palest lavender; delicate shell dnk that deepened Into rkh scarlet shot through with long streaks of Nile green a molten mass of marvellous glory that dimmed nt last to twilight and the dark. Then the stars came out softly, aud all ab.ut win the quiet night and the sen. with our little ship that cut through It Inteut only on its way. I starxed ut a loueu upon my arm. It was Ned. Ho had ordered Ihe deck steward to bring me a bottle of champagne. it N what you need. Sally. Driuk a little." I did drink a little and felt l-otter. Dot had rcsired because she liked to be up for tho suurlse. but Ned sat with me on deck for over so lor,krometImes talking, but more often In silence, 1 watched him smoke the ugliest big bowled pipe. it does not seem like lx yeio. since 1 sawou at that dance in Puyeiesvllle." he said suddenlyV -But It has been lx years Do you remember the Utile, lake. Ned; how pretty U looked la tlie moonlight heavy. The thythmlo souud of tlie sea was like a lullaby. 1 saw, sleepily, the light in the big bowled pipe Date up and grow lru ai"' "are again When 1 awoke I sat up with a start. I felt that It was late. The deck was descried, except for Ned there beside me pulliug away at the ugly old pipe, just as I had left him. "Why, Ncd"'I cried reproachfully "You let mo sloop for how long''" '"Oh! Maybe an hour." he said, 'it was good for you. To-morrow you will be feeling awfully lit." "Yes, I think I shall, Ned. It was good of you to sit here with me." "I loved to do It." be said simply, lie helped me to my feet and piloted me to my stateroom door. "I shall expect to see you at breakfast In he morning." morn-ing." be teased. "And you shall, young man." And he did. I had never felt better in my life I began to think that perhaps I had been only Indisposed Indis-posed But later there appeared on deck a sad feminine femi-nine object, white of face, with big eyes and straggly hair that was obviously done up to be out of tlie way. "You know, Andn''," sho appealed to the man beside be-side her, "it was that lobster I ate In New Orleans. It always malTes me 111" "Oh lobster! how mauy are committed lu thy name!" paraphrased the unsympathetic Andre. "But I have never been seasick before," she per- hlsNsl. "My dear,, la mal do mer is sister to the wind. It blow ct li where it llsteth ond no man knows" chu. kled Andn'. Oh, the small comedies on board that ship! I blessed tho fairy godmother who had appeared nt my christening with Ihe gift of a sense of humor. I wished that there bud been some one with mo who understood exactly, l)ot l,"s('-"s,,l J of humor, but it ws of youthful texture. Ned's seny of humor was along big. simple lines lnith wero elemental; they njlsscd the siiibtlelles. 1 observed a solnstcr person of uncertain aft- and |