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Up and down the coast from Calais to
Wo havo groped with land and log
Through tho castor and th for,
Felt tho Ktlng of hall or whistled for a
Till wo know tho charted coast
Llko tho face wo love the most.
With tho old "blue pigeon" tracking
down tho sens.
When the ntars aro in the sky we closely
flailing by within a league,
Darncgnt and Chlncotcague,
But wo give a wider birth to Ilatteras;
For slio sits among the dunes
Like a siren playing tunes,
All too quick to ''change a jig to dirge
When tho fog la like a wall upon our
And the capes havo closed tho door,
Through tho murk we safely boro,
While tho off shore sailors blunder back
Through a ram'a horn or a gourd
With tho lead wo. Iny our board,
Llttlo matter what the fog or night
Loafing slowly down the coast with drag
Carrying on to mako a berth
When tho th&nder rocks tho earth
And tho leveled rains against our faces
Wo have waited, we havo won,
in mo storm ana m tno sun,
Not to vaunt In conquest, grovel In do;
We will hazard all with any gale that
Slipping out of port at night
When tho storm rlaga flap with fright
And tho sea is gray with long wind
When the decks are running free
Uravor road there could not be;
What If Death should bar us from its
Gales will rago about us, toppling seas
Hurling scud and driving sleet
Shift the deck beneath our feet,
Bnatch the canvas from us, deafened by
Blind to all but duty, we
Hold the course wo cannot see,
Flnsh a last thought homoward, pass
tho open door.
L. Frank Tookor In the Outlook.
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Hilllard turned courteously at Lydia
"Will you be so kind as to run up to
Ted's den and. get the book?" she
asked. "Then wo can sottlo the ques
Hon." Hilllard accepted the commis
Hion, as befitted Ted's friend and a fel
low who was often at tho house. Ho
went upstairs and knocked at the door
of tho den. Expecting no response, he
immediately pushed It open. At tho
same moment a head with a mop of
brown curls tied Into a bunch at the
bnck lifted itself from above a big
book, a pair of brilliant brown eyes
looked up into Hilliard's, and Vir
ginia's face broko into a smile as he
stood smiling back.
"Oh, come In," she cried. "Why
nre you up here? Aren't you having
a good time?"
"A charming time," he answered
without hesitation, for Virginia waa
the younger daughter of the house.
"Why are you not downstairs? When
Brilliant brown eyes,
are you going to be old enough to
coma to lllsi Lydla's parties ?"
"Never, I hope," declared the girl
lib red lipa scornfully. "Do you real
ly Ilka them? They sound 10 stupid
to ma. Think of stayiag la tha bout
to dance when you might be out coast
ing or akatingt Now, I've bean. coast-ingr-Just
carao in. Such fun!,"
Hilllard sat down upon -the arst of
Ted's big chair. "Tell me about it,"
he requested. "In the first place who
Virginia closed her book and came
around to drop among Ted's sofa pil
lows, six feet away. She wore her
skating dress, yet, ho saw; an ankle
longth, fur bordered, gray affair, -ith
n touch of scarlet which set off her
dark young beauty tfIfectively.
"Oh, I went with our set," she ex
plained. "It was magnificent. I
shouldn't have made Kent bring me In
so early if I hadn't forgotten all about
"But really," ho insisted, "when are
you 'coming out?'"
"Why, that is a thing that's depend
ent on several others," declared the
girl. "In the first place, I'm In no
hurry. In the second place, Lydla's
in no " She stopped abruptly, look
ing up at him with a shake of the
head. "I don't mean that," she added
Hilllard nodded. "I understand. I
was sure you must bo well, nearly
18, at least."
"I am 19 at most," she admitted.
"If 'I should put my hair up, you'd
"And they're keeping you back on
your sister's account."
"That's all right," she said defiant
ly. "It does make a girl seem older
to have a big younger sister around.
And, besides, I really want to stay a
girl as long as I can. I hate 'to put
my hlr up and my skirts quite down.
I don't caro straw for dressing up
and going to receptions and teas and
parties. Lydia loves it. I love coast
ing and skating and riding and swim
ming, and all the rest of it."
"So do I," he said heartily, "and It's
a long while since I was 19."
She looked at him critically. "Yes,
I should think you must be about 95.
No, you can't be, because you were at
college with Ted."
He laughed. "Not quite that," he
said. "It won't bo long before I am,
though. But I should like coasting as
well as ever. I wish I had been out
withyour party -to-night. It's years
Binco I've coasted."
Virginia's eyes turned longingly to
ward the windows. "It's a heavenly
night." she said. "Let's go!" She
looked at him, smiling- daringly.
He stared at her for a minute, then
ho leaped to his feet with a laugh.
"Como on," he cried, under his breath,
"There's nothing I'd like to do better.
But how shall wo manage it?"
"I didn't really mean it," said Vir
ginia; "but if you do wo might have
just one coast, and nobodxwould miss
you. We'll slip down the side stair
case, and Lucian's bobs are where we
can get them."
"I'll tell you," said Hilllard rapidly,
his eyes dancing. "I'll just tako this
book down to your sister, mix in the
crowd, slip away in ten minutes, and
then we'll be( free see?"
This plan was carried out. The two
stole silently away from the house,
and in ten minutes moro were at the
suburban hill, whero a few joyful
coasters still lingered.
"Can you steer?" demanded Vir
ginia. "Unless I've grown old faster than
I feel as if I had, I can sure."
Ho took his place, she started the
bobs, and flung herself on behind
thorn. It was a long, swift, breathless
flight, and then they stood at the bot
tom and looked at each other, laugh
ing. They sailed down tho hill again and
again, until Virginia realized the dar
ing of this unauthorized, unchaperoned
performance. Hilllard-never hated to
do anything la bis life so much as he
bated to put up those bobs and go in.
He lingered in the shadow of tho.sida
entrance. He pulled off his glove anfl
held out his Hand.
"It's the beat fun I've had in a dot
en blue moons," he said enthusiastic
ally. She nodded, smiling. He retained
her hand for a moment, then he gent
ly drew off luo scarlet silk mitten.
1 doa't like toehake haads with a
go4 tetaNdwlUitlorM,6a' he!,
plained. She -let aim have the warn
flfm .little band a atetneat a very
short ne draw-It daaurely away.
"Good night, Mr. Hilllard," ahe said.
I've enjoyed It; too."
"Miss Virginia," he urged, taking a
step after her, "I've a favor to ask of
you. Couldnlt yoa wouldn't your sis
ter be willing for you to appear at her
"This-is nicer and so.is all the rest
of my world, Lydla's too much in-,
doors. I donlt like to wear my best
clothes, Mr. Hilllard."
"Try it. It's more fun than you.
think; Come down next-time please,.
Miss Virginia. I can't grow young
again and get back into your world.
Vou could put up your hair and put on
a trailing skirt and come into my
world. Miss Virginia"
"I rcaIy must go." Sho was on the
top step, her .hand on the door. But
she could not escapo him. He was at,
her side in two leaps.
"I should like to be in the same
world with you," he said rapidly.
"Minn VlMrtnl nnmA -Anmrn novf Hma
'" , vwtuv vwnu uvw
will you? It will just jnean that you
than her appearaaea down ttatri
would have bsta. The thought swept
him off his feet.
"I always liked -to dress up," she
breathed. "It's a childish trick."
"You told mo you hated your best
"I do ! vehemently.
"Then why did you put them on?"
"I you Mr. Hlllisrd!" Sho raised
her head and -tried to meet his lok
with dignity, but the lashes fell be
fore the light -in his eyes.
"Virginia" he took a step forward
and bent to whisper the words "you
did do it for me, only you didn't daro
come-down, Tell me, wasn't it so?
You were willing to be comrades after
all just comrades for awhile, Vir
ginia till you get used to it," he add
ed, under his breath.
Ted's step waa on the stairs. 4111
liard turned and closed the door be
hind him; he set his foot against it.
Virginia looked up appeallngly and
found herself for one breathless mo
ment inhls arms.
"Just comrades till you get used to
It, darling," he repeated softly, "and
then, more more!"
"Hello, old man!" called Ted, out
side. "Did you find It?"
"Yes, I found it," answered his
friend's voice, with a happy laugh.
"Tell mer wasn't it so?"
aro willing to be friends comrades
in the same 'world. You don't know
how king I've been waiting for you to
get old enough for that."
She was gone before the words were
fairly finished. Presently he was back
in tho hot rooms and the crowd, a
faint -flush on his .smooth cheek, and a
singular sparkle in his eyes.
When at last Lydia entertained
again, Hilllard found 'himself entering
the crowded rooms at the Dennlags'
with a quicker pulse than any social
affairs had ever caused him. Aa the
evening drew to a close and no Vlr
glnia came, he blamed himself for an
unwary hunter who had been follow
ing his game down the wind.
"Louis," said Ted'Denning's voice in
his ear, just as he had made up his
mind to go dejectedly home, "come up
to my den for a minute, will you. or
--you run up first, and I?ll be- along.
I've something I want to show you."
Willingly enough, Hilllard escaped
to seek the familiar spot, He opened
tha door unceremoniously; then
stopped, with a rush of warm blood to
his heart, With a llttlo cry of dis
comfited surprise Virginia tried to
pass him, but his tall, broad-shouldered
figure filled the doorway, and
he stood determinedly still.
But was this Virginia this lovely
woman with the blushing face, the
sweet, bare neck and the trailing
white garments? A transformed and
glorified Virginia, then! He stared at
her, a joyful smile breaking over his
grave face. But with her head bent
down pulling a filmy scarf over her
shoulders, she waa implorlag like a
frightened child who has been caught
"Please let me go by, Mr, Hilllard.
I was not going down-sUirs-T-reaily I
was not I just dressed up for fun
for for Ted to see. I It was just for
-You didn't do it for me, then?" He
would not stand aside an inch. -He
felt with a thrill that her sudden In
tense shyness was far more significant
Her First Railway Trip.
An old lady on her first railroad
trip remarked the bell cord overhead,
and, turning to a boy, she pointed to
the cord -and said:
"Sonny, what's that for?"
"That, marm," he said, with a mis
chievous twinkle in his eye, "is to
ring the bell when you want anything
- Shortly afterward the old lady
reached her umbrella up to the cord
and give it, a vigorous pull. The whis
tle sounded, the brakes were put on,
the train began to slacken its speed,
windows were thrown up, questions
arked and confusion reigned among
the passengers. The old lady sat
calmly through it all, little dreaming
IViat she was the cause of the excite
ment. Presently the conductor came rush
ing through the train and asked.
"Who pulled the bell?"
"1 did," replied the old lady, meek
ly. I'Well, what do you want?" snapped
tho official, impatiently.
"Well," said the old lady, medita
tively, "you may bring me some ham
sandwiches and a cup of tea, if you
The Irishman's Answer.
"Tho son of the Emerald Isle will
get In his work," declares Private
John Allen, whose stock of good
stories never runs low. "Patrick
O'Flanagan and a good fellow named
Sanders, the latter a great fighter in
his. day and who was at the time this
story was born In the employ of Jus
tice of the Peace Shook, before whom
the twomon were arraigned on a
charge of breach of the peace.
"OTlanagan and Sanders had been
engaged in a scrap, a set-to which was
called In those days a 'fist and skull.'
The evidence had been submitted and
it was clear that both parties were at
fault, but O'Flanagan more to blame
than Sanders. The Irishman was
fined a ten spot and Sanders got oft
with a five. O'Flanagan didn't relish
tbis, and complained to the justice
that ho had shown partiality to his
"i would have you know, sir,"
srapped the justice- angrily, 'that I
would neither respect Neptune for
his trident nor Jupiter for his thun
der. " 'An' are ye shure,' answered Pat,
'ye wouldn't git on yer knaze to Bac
chus for bis whisky?'" Washington
Plan to Admit Chlpese.
A new scheme has just been devised
in California for amending the Chi
nese exoluslon act. It proposes to
permit Chinese laborers to come to
tho country, but to forbtd them going
to the cttlea and to permit them to
remain only from three to four years,
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