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Sure-enough there "were three ' bright ,
lights— red, green and white— following in
our wake: They secm=d to be glaring at
iis like a hound .in pursuit of its prey.*
"Are they chasingus?" asked Madge.
"Well, it looks a bit like it," I answeredi
"Call Mr. ; Musgrave, Rogers." \ \ .•¦"*¦'
Jack came on deck, and his countenance
fell as he sawthe vessel astern.
"Drake," he said, "whatever happens
they. are not going. to take Eva away."
"No, they shall not," said the fierce lit
tle Madge.; "They can't, Air. Drakes can
they?" ¦ : ,- .' :: '¦
"We'll do our best' to give them the
Blip." I answered, "but^they have got the
advantage of us in speed."
¦ The tug drew up, and when her bow was
overlapping our quarter, a gruff voice
hailed, "What yacht is that?" > .
Rogers, with a capability for ready lying
that did him credit, answered, "Fleur de
Lys, Gravesend for Harwich."
"That can't be her," I' heard some one
say sot to voca.
ed impudence) to laugh, but ' she didn't.
She gave me quite a respectful glance,
then threw her arms around Eva's neck
and kissed her. She was a sympathetic
and affectionate little rogue.
We got quite cozy and companionable
over the tea-table. There is something In
the very smallness of a cabin that seems
to bring you all physically and psychical
ly close together — and I dare say you've
noticed it. Where have you any snugger
times than In a yacht's cabin? You. see,
you're altogether out of the world. Madge
was just charming— a captivating little
burlesque sailor boy. No Grampus uni
form had ever before been so graced; and
certainly no man-o'-war hat had ever
perched more daintily above such a bright
little face, or tried In vain to cover such
obstinate masses of wavy brown hair.
I reluctantly went on deck to relie% r e
Rogers, but pjresently Madge joined me.
"Two's company — you know the j rest,
Mr. Drake," she said. ¦
"I don't care about the \rest. Miss
. - •" ¦•¦. ¦/¦¦¦---!. ¦¦ .<••.¦¦'.'¦¦¦¦. a: 1 ¦ ' ¦: ¦ .¦-. . . ¦ ••¦ .:¦•-¦¦¦.¦¦:
get over that when we return to town." I
knew what Eva would have preferred to
the most valuable present— something that
would have completed her happiness.
Alas! my sailor boy was no more, and
women froze me. Still she was Madge.
.There was a stile . on the seawall— an
awkward one— and she required helping
over. There are two ways of helping a
girl over a stile, the polite way, which
amounts to nothing 1 , and the hearty one.
which does everything. • The former was
fqreign to me, the latter promised a
greater success. Raising the little burden
In my arms. I lifted her over the obstacle
in the twinkling of an eye— her eyes, for
they certainly did twinkle, and her lips
they smiled and her cheeks blushed. It
seemed a trifle — to make a man feel
"Madge," I said, "do you know the
kind of gift (that is If it can, be called a
gift) that Eva would most value this
morning— a mutual affair, you know?"
"No. Mr. Drake; at least I'm not quite
sure," she answered, casting her eyes on
"Don't we seem to have known each
other for a lifetime. Madge? Of course,
if circumstances were otherwise I would
not be so precipitate. But when we meet
Eva can I tell her you and I h&xe agreed
? 1 sign articles?" 2
"I'm such a poor little sailor-boy."
"You are the dearest, pluckiest little
sailor-boy ushore or afloat. I've never
met a girl I should ca're to be shipmates
with for a day. let alone a life. But you.
my trusting, confident little Madge.' I've
made one short voyage with you, and
now I want you to sign on for life. I'm
not too rough a skipper for your*
"Xo, no. I shall never forget your kind
ness." ~* v;- *-' '.. ?'-?•
"Well then. Madge, agree to b« my
mate, and we'll defer starting on our
voyage as long- as you like."
"You really want poor llttl© me?" she
"You know I do, Madge. Can you trust
yourself to me?"
"I think so. Captain." she said.
We kept them waiting at the Vicarage.
"How long you have been, Madge," said
"Madge and I have been delayed ar
ranging about a mutual wedding gift,
.^rs. Musgrave." I said.
"Oh, Eva," exclaimed my sailor boy.
"Ifs not a present at all. You will be
so disappointed. It's only that I've agTeed.
to sign on."
"Sign on, Madge, what do you mean?"
"The atmosphere of matrimony. Mrs.
Musgrave, and the thoughts of your hap
piness have been too much for Madge and
me, and we've agreed to follow suit— at
some time or other." .'• : ;
"Oh, are you really engaged? Madge,
my darling-, let me congratulate you. This
is noble of you, Mr. Drake, and I do so
hope you will be as happy as you have
There you have the complete yarn; now
ye scoffers, scoff to your heart's content.
But they didn't.
"What became of the heavy father?"
asked some one.
"I hope the two boys got away," said
"I'm not on speaking terms with the old
man, but a friend of mine heard the wholo
however, we struck the wall just below
Havengore Cre'ek. I knew the spot well,
which was lucky. Looking back over the
sands, I saw two distant figures f ollow-
Ing us. •
: ''Jacfc." I said, "if we; can only put
Beauchamp on a false scent, you and Eva
will be safe. There's no time' to be lost:
listen to me. You and Eva go on by the
side of the creek, and you can either walk
to the village or get a bargee to take you
to Raglesham in his boat. You will be
sure to find several bargees off the brick
fields yonder. . Madge and I will decoy
Beauchamp northward toward Foulness;
then weUl give him the slip and return
aboard again before the tide has had
time to flow."
"I can't leave Madge." said Eva, anx
" "You must, Eva." said Madge. "Don't
trouble a bit about me. and besides I
can't go into civilization like this. Don't
ruin everything, Eva."
"Jack, we must not leave her," Eva
"Don't be silly," said Madge, and fling
ing her arms around Eva's neck kissed
We crossed the dry mouth of the creek
and hurried north along the sands. Our
pursuers sighted us and changed their
course. Presently we mounted the sea
wall and ran across its- summit until we
came to some saltings that afforded ex
cellent cover. ; Being out of sight of the
captain, we took refuge in a dry sully.
In a few minutes we heard the heavy
tread of feet and the muttered curses of
panting lips, and the captain and one fof
his officers passed. The old man seemed
pretty well done up and dragged himself»
along painfully. As they passed I felt
my companion thrust her arm through
mine and the moonlight fell upon a little
face plaintive in its excitement.
' "Thank goodnesa, he's gone." she said.
"Oh, how my heart is beating."
We waited a few minutes, then com
menced our walk back. Madge was feel-
Ing the effects of fatigue and excitement
and leaned rather heavily on my arm. I
would have gladly picked her up and car
Well, to get to the end of my yarn, we
got aboard the yacht and told Rogers how
that the runaway couple had made good
We got the yacht off as the tide flowed
and sailed round to Raglesham. The tug
was lying at anchor "with her crew turned
in as we got under way. Bringing up off
the village at about 9:30 o'clock, I hurried
ashore and was met at the causeway by
Mr. and Mrs. Musgrave. They had spent
the night in the village of Barling, and
gone on to Raglesham in the morning and
got married j as per arrangement. On
leaving- the church the welcome sight of
the yacht sailing serenely up the river in
the bright sunshine met their gaze.
Jack and his wife went on ahead to
warn his friend tha-t two more guests
Eva ran up to the Vicarage and bor
rowed some attire from, the vicar's wife
for Madge, and then we all went aboard.
We congratulated the happy pair, but it
was easy to see that a shadow of anxiety
rested on the bride's face. I guessed Its
generous cause. The wedding breakfast
was to be given at the Vicarage and
thither wo all presently repaired.
You're* keeping the gentleman waiting,"
paid the officer.
"Half a minute, sir, if you don't mind,"
raid one of them. The other young beggar
actually winked at me. Two other young
boys took the bags down to the boat, while
my two dived below.
"More farewells, . I suppose," I said to
the officer, with a smile. Some youngsters
were skylarking aloft— doubtless with a
purpose— and their daring gymnastics
caught the officer's attention. He took a
few steps forward and shouted for them
to come down, which they did not appear
anxious to do. Just then the, two boys re
appeared, and skipping across the deck,
descended the ladder. They had their sou'
westers pulled well over their faces, and
their oilskin coats were thrown over their
shoulders. I followed hastily, leaving the
officer rating the skylarkers. He came to
the gangway as we were entering the
boat, and hurled some sarcasm at the
boys for wearing oilys now the rain had
stopped, and also passed disparaging re
marks at their want of smartness In tum
bling into the dingy. It must have struck
the fellow as being strange that the boys
eat aft while Jack and I took the oars. In
fact, I saw a puzzled look come into his
face, and heard him utter an ejaculation
of surprise. He evidently thought some
thing strange was happening.
f'Hurrah!" she cried.
We soon arrived alongside the Lillth
and found Rogers had everything ready
We bent our backs to our work and sent
the little boat flying over the water. Our
two new hands sitting on the stern-bench
did not have the appearance of rollicking
young sea-dogs. Poor girl?, they had been
through a trying ordeal. Eva was"deathly
pale and not far off fainting, I imagined.
Madge had stood the strain best, and now
clasped Eva's hand tightly in hers, and in
many mute little ways tried to cheer and
comfort her cousin. As» we increased the
distance between us and the Grampus her
eyes brightened, and her face caught the
flush of excitement She did not allow her
embarrassment to overpower her, as did
Eva, but seemed to catch th'e true spirit
of adventure and rise upon it. As I
watched her little flushed face peeping
from beneath the sou'wester, I was forced
to admit that for the first time In my life
I was afloat with a girl who harmonized
with her surroundings. "You're a plucky
little girl. Miss Madge," I thought.
"They are not chasing us, are, they?"
she asked me.
"No. no," I answered, reassuringly,
"we've completely given them the slip."
for a start. There was a nice whole-sail
breeze from the westward, and in a few
minutes the yacht was under way, hurry
ing seaward. ,
Musgrave gave a sigh of relief, and the
tension of his features relaxed. "So far,
£0 good, Jack," I said.
"You're a good fellow, Drake," he re
marked, "and your nerves are like Iron."
I did not tell him what a miserable funk
I'd been in aboard the Grampus.
The girls had retired to the after cabin
to attire themselves more conventionally.
The skylight was opened an inch or so for
ventilation, and I heard Madge chattering
as I stood at the tiller. Then I heard Eva
utter an exclamation of dismay, and her
cousin exclaim. "Oh, goodness!" A si
lence followed— broken by Madge's rip
pling laughter. Evidently nothing very
serious had happened. Presently Eva said,
"You have my dress. Madge."— and the
reply came, "Certainly not, Eva. I'm all
right as I am— I don't care." Jack came
' "There's something wrong- with the
wardrobe," I said, nodding toward the
ladies' cabin. In a few minutes Eva's
head appeared at the companion, and Jack
ran to her.
"Oh, Jack," I heard her say, "those
stupid boys have made such a terrible
mistake. They packed their bags intend
ing to escape later in the evening, . and
somehow Madge's bag got mixed with
theirs, and now she finds that she has cot
Wood's things, and I suppose he has got
hers. What shall we do?"
I admit it was most heartless conduct on
my part, but really I could not help laugh
ing up my sleeve. But, you know, I did
not feel that the roguish Madge would be
overpowered by the contretemps. If, It
had been Eva who had lost her bag, I
should have been sorry for tier.
On a strong ebb, tide, and with the wind
dead aft, we made a good ten knots past'
the land. The night was clear, and we
should have the moon presently. One
thing was certain— none of the ship's boats
could overtake us while the breeze held, j I
began to feel hungry, which was. a' sure
sign my anxiety was wearing off. Rogers
came aft, and I went. down t<$ tea. '
Eva was looking pale and interestingly
distraught, but' she gave me a generous
smile and offered her hand. I was always
a lout with women, but to show how im
pregnated I was by the spirit of romance.
I bent down and kissed her fingers. Think
of that, ye fair damsels who have 'flouted
me! Jack was quite affected. I expected
our sailor boy (the very uniform suggest-
Madge, but the first is the solid fact."
"Jack told Eva, and she told' me, that
you were a wretch — a woman-hater."
"That's nnother fact." I remarked.
"I think It's shameful. You really can't
mean it, Mr. Drake?"
"To apply to you?" I put in, "certainly
not — that would be, absurd." ' \\
"Oh, I think I had better' go below
again." But she didn't.
"What a glorious night," she said pres
ently.' "It must be lovel" to be a sailor,"
and she commenced singing "A Life on
the Ocean Wave." Laugh if you like, but
we callous beggars are softer than we
I "I say, won't you feel 'cold?. I can't
leave |he helm, and you'll find my pilot
coat hanging by the side of the ladder.
You'd better go and get It." She went
below and got the coat.
"Eva's looking very much better," she
"I'm glad of that. Let me help you on."
Steadying the tiller with my knee, I held
the coat for her to slip her arms into it.
Girls always used to glare at me when I
helped them with their wraps and things;
but then I never knew which was the
right side up. and as often as not . helfi.
them upside down, or Inside out, or hind
part. before— never getting the right bear
ing of the things. But a pilot coat's dif
ferent. Madge slipped into it, and I'but
toned it and turned up the collar. You
see. her hands were half way up the
sleeve, so how could j she help herself?
She didn't say "thanks, very much." In
a tone that Implied "you clumsy idiot,
you." like girls generally do,; but just
looked at me, and a good deal more sen
sible and expressive I thought it. There
was a softened glitter in her eyes,' and a
little smile at the corners of her mouth
that spoke the truth. A good binnacle
lamp is always desirable. .
.' That was rattier a pretty sail down Sea
Reach— take it altogether.
' "I suppose Jack and Eva are discussing
the wedding," said Madge. - " -
¦ "I expect so. Jack : has -.made all ar
rangements. A chunvof his, a clergyman,
is doing temporary duty, at the village of
Raglesham and that's where we're bound
for. Jack told him to be ready first thing
to-morrow . morning. I If ! all goes well,
they'll be -man and wife i in a very few
hours now." .
' We had left the Nore Light astern when
Rogers icame aft. ¦'"¦.- ¦ -
"What's 'that chap doing* astern,' 1 sir?"
he asked. "Looks like 'a tug.", •
story from one of th© officers. Oh, he
trudged on to Foulness, and arrived at
the * village completely done up, so he got
a' bed and slept till late next morning.
Obtaining no tidings of his daughter, ho
drove to Snoeburyness in a cart, and then
returned to the ship, where a telegram
awaited him announcing Eva's marriage.
The boys escaped ashore during the com
motion that the • discovery of. the girls'
flight caused. The whole affair waa un
attended by a single regret— tor the sap
tain didn't count."
were coming along.
"What a .. funny experience It has all
been. Mr. Drake," said Madge, : "It:
seems like a dream."
• "A pleasant dream."
"I hope dear Eva will be happy. ' Do
you know, Mr.- Drake, I had a wedding
present for her in my bag, but those
, wicked . boys have got it now. Its loss
, worried me yesterday; I thought it was
a. bad omen."
' "I never, thought a word about a pres
ent—that was just like me. But we can
"It's a He," an angry voice ex
claimed. ("Oh. that's Captain Beau
champ," said Madge.) "It's the 'Lilith,'
and ¦ my daughter and Musgrave are
aboard. Let us come alongside, or by -^—
we'll sink you.*' ¦ .
"What's to be done, Rogers?" I asked In
a whisper. -- :
"He'll be drawing; more water than us;
let's gibe over and run into shoal water
on the edge of the Mapllns."
Jack sprang to the weather runner and
cast it off. The tug ¦was closing In upon
us when I put up the helm, and the boom
came over with a Jerk that made the ves
sel heel. Madge was standing by my
Bide, and I clasped her round the waist
to Bteady her. You know : a man can't
stand on ceremony in a sudden glbft.
Trimming in the sheets, we started off on
a broad reach for the sands.
' "If we can pick up the East Shoebury
buoy," said Rogers, "I know a llttlo
swatch-way we can run into." The tug
was after us, but as we neared the sand,
I heard the" engine-room bell ring, and I
guessed he was- slowing up. We sighted
the buoy, and Rogers taking the helm ran
the yacht into the swatch-way. The tug
dared not follow, and we noticed that she
came-to just inside the buoy.
"What's the -next move, Rogers?" I
"Well, sir, if .you want to give the old
gentleman the slip, I should run on*- till
we ground. Then go ashore."
"Jack," I said, "that's the very thing.
Beauchamp is.aure to come off in the tug's
"They're getting it over now, sir; I can
hear 'em."; ,
"Come along. Jack, fetch up Eva; we're
not caught yet,'nor will be. Hurry up, old
fellow; :. moments are precious. Hallo,
we're aground. You'll be air right here,
.Rogers?" ' , .•••-¦ ",¦',':''"?
Jack dived below and brought up Eva.
The dingy was alongside and the girls
were helped in. ., ;.* : v^ £,
"It's just, possible, Rogers, that I may
come back presently, so keep a lookout
for me." .. .'
A few strokes 'brought us into, shoal
water/ and ,we carried the girls on to the
dry I sands.- The moon' had ; risen clear of
the Kentish ' hills . and ¦ I • was able to - see
theltug's boat making for the Lilith.
"Coma along : let's \ run for , it," I . said.
Jack, took Eva's hand and, I Madge's and
off we started.' Those Mapllns are a con
founded width and . it seemed' as though
we' should never reach the shore. At last,
¦. . . . •....-...-..¦ . . ;
conventional, though that was not our
I am ready to admit that I funked go-
Ing aboard the Grampus for those '"boys."
I told Jack It was clearly his duty, but
he excused himself on the ground that
he might be recognized. He 'remained In
the boat while I ran up the accommo
dation ladder and stepped through tha
gangway, whera a petty officer was
"My boys ready?" I asked. ,
*"Oh. let me see, youjre from the yacht.
Yes, I think they're rc*ady, sir. Here, boy,
run down and send Davis and Wood on
I desired to pet on friendly terms with,
tii« officer, so produced my cigar case. It
was all I could do. Had It been possible
I would have stood him as much whisky
as he could swallow, regarding the ex
pense as nothing-. /
Two boys came on deck with their kit-\
bags. There had been a bit of a- shower
a few minutes before, so they had their
sou'westers on. #¦
"Now, Uu»n» *ra jh»u ,TgJlg£> therjj.
WELL* w» can understand Mus
grave' s marrying., but you.
Brake, ruch a blatant misogyn
ist, to fall a prey to a. petti-
There'* where yow're wrong, old Jnaa,* 1
1 said;- "It wasn't a petticoat. **
"Wasn't a petticoat!" exclaimed my
"Not a bit of It. You know Td for
eworn petticoats. **
"How the deuce did yon get married
"Thereby hangs a tala," I remarked.
And I toM It
It came about through Jack "Mupgrave's
Jailing over head and ears la lore with
-Eva. Beanchamp — it common or garden
j>arty attachment. The affair, however,
jiut on a different complexion later, lor It
B.I->I>e&red that Eva's papa and Jack's gov
¦error were on terms of the bitterest eo-
There were sfx training ships on the
Tiver Thames, so I shall not be personal in
referring to one of them under a fictitious
name. Captain Beauchamp commanded
the Grampus, and during his earlier
career in the navy nis superior officer.
Commander Musgrave, had reported him
lor some dereliction of duty, whereby his
prospects were blighted. So that our
Borneo and Juliet had parental Montagues
and Capulets to thwart their love.
It does not naturally follow that th»
commander of a training ship should be
a cross-grained martinet, though the life
Tnay be conducive to such a development;
but the captain of the Grampus was an
autocrat of the good old school. His
daughter, however, possessed a sweet lit
tle will of her own. and refused to be the
slave of her arrogant father. She was a
handsome blonde, and proved herself to
be as sweet and gentle as she was do
voted and determined.
"When the old man heard of the engage
ment he fumed and made the atmosphere
of the battleship a bit suffocating^ but as
tc-OE as his fury had effervesced itself Into
a elate of calm he chuckled and thanked
his stars he lived on a vessel moored out
on the river and not ashore. He was cap
tain of the Grampus and could rule all
aboard with an iron hand. No medieval
Baron could have dealt more effectively
with a recalcitrant daughter than it was
ir. his power to do. So Eva was locked
In l.er stateroom at night and confined to
the £±Jp during the day. He vowed he'd
bring tb« sirl to her senses.
M-usgraTe took me into his confidence;
tis great wish was to find some means ol
o-omnmricatinr with Eva.
7W* oagbt to be able to manage that.**
3 said. "My boat is moored under th«
rtera ol the Grampus and I've often seen
M!ss Beanchamp standing on the gallery-
Come and spend a few days aboard and
we'll try and open up communication with
He did so. and Hiss Beauchamp soon
recognized him. It was rather a quaint
balcony scene-^Juliet leaning over the rail
of the stern gallery of the old warship
and Romeo (in a sou'wester) serenading
her in dumb show 'ram my dingy. He
•waj eager to instruct and she quick to
learn, and a post was established by
means of a fishing line suspended from
her stateroom window.
TCIth a discreet fellow like myself act-
Ing as Postmaster General, this clandes
tine corre?ponder.ce was carried on suc
cessfully. The first letters that passed
were merely silly protestations of love
end did not concern me. but presently Eva
wrote in a different strain. Her father
¦was treating her shamefully— she could
r.o longer tolerate the indignities of her
position. Her cousin Madge was coming
on a visit, and they would take counsel
A second young lady appeared on the
rtern gallery the next day— a piquant lit
tle brunette— an affectionate and impul
sive creature, to Judge from her bearing.
I was not wrong In thinking that this
little Madge would bring matters to a
crisis. That night's post brought us the
following- from Eva:
"ily cousin and I have seriously dis
cussed my position, and I have resolved
to put an end to this Intolerable captivity.
Escape Is most difflcult. as there la al
ways an officer on watch to prevent tho
boys from deserting. We hope, however,
same opportunity will aid us."
"We discussed the matter half through
the night, and the result of our delib
erations was that Alusgrave asked her to
elope vrith him. so that they could bo
married at once. This she agreed to do,
nrsd asked Jack to help them to escape
from the ship, stipulating that Madge
was to come, too, for she would not leave
her cousin to meet her father's wrath.
nor would Madge leave the ship until
she <Eva) had got safely away.
Tfcis step decided on we made our plans.
I wrote to the captain in the name of a
fellow clubman whose yacht lay further
down the river, asking' to be supplied
•with a couple of time-expired lads. The
ship. I knew, was always glad to find
berths for the boys, and I received a re
ply staling that two reliable lads were
at my disposal and awaiting instructions
to join the yacht. Of course we were act
ins in collusion with Eva, and after com
municating' with her, fixed a certain
evening on which to call for the boys.
In the meantime the girls had to arrange
their difficult and trying escapade, and
Jack to st-.e to his part of the contract.
Our anxiety was lightened by our knowl
edge at the fact that the boys' on the ship
liked Eva as much as they hated the
captain, and I had little doubt that the
bewitching: Madge would soon surround
herself with a train of loyal courtiers.
We moved the yacht half a mile down
the river, and there waited the eventful
day. My man Rogers, t being: a trust
-vorthy fellow, was taken In our confi
dence. He grinned. "I've seen some mm
starts In my time, sir, but this beats all."
Rogers was familiar, but he was loyal;
and as a matter of fact It was a bit un-
THE SUNDAY CALL.