1897. 



THE AMERICAN BEE KEEPER. 



31 



He called me back. "Bertha, dearest, 

 let UiB explain. " But Iwouldu't listen. 



A strange thing has happened to me. 

 I went on deck this morning and found 

 everything in a bustle and nearly every 

 one had gone ou shore. I waited behind 

 purposely. The captain came up and 

 asked me whether I could see my friends 

 anywhere about. 



"No," I answered miserably. 



He said he was sorry to see me look- 

 ing so pale. "The gentleman who is to 

 meet me is tall and clean shaven and 

 will wear a white gardenia," I began. 



"Here we are then," interrupted the 

 captain, and I felt rather than saw that 

 gome one was approaching. My kneee 

 were trembling. I thought I should fall. 

 I couldn't raise my eyes until suddenly 

 a deep voice that I knew — ah, yes, and 

 loved, "too — spoke : 



"Miss Carr, I think?" 



Startled, I looked up. The captain 

 had been called away, and I stood face 

 to face with — Mr. Rogers. 



"What does it mean?" I gasped. 



"It means, my darling, that I am 

 Duncan Eastwood. Will you forgive me 

 for the deception?" 



I couldn't speak, and he went on: 



"I was impatient to see the dear lit- 

 tle girl who had trusted her future to 

 me, so as I had been ill and was order- 

 ed a holiday I came to Aden to meet 

 you. Then it struck me I would like to 

 see what sort of a little girl you were 

 before you knew who I was. Lil was 

 right ; you were made for me, dear 

 heart. Then I found you loved me. Last 

 night I nearly betrayed myself, but I 

 wanted to see your face when you met 

 me this morning. By the bye, I haven't 

 seen it yet. My sister is waiting for 

 you. I have been on shore and got rid 

 of my beard, etc. Look at me, darling, i H^ 

 and see how you like the change." r' 



I looked up, and he took my hands [ 

 in his. 



"Are you still afraid of the tink, myj 

 Bertha?' ' 



"There will be no risk^" I murmur- 1 

 ed. "My life will be all sunshine." 



"And if not," he broke in gently, 

 *'our love will help us through thej 

 shadows. ' ' 



The experiment turned out a perfect | 

 Buccess, and Lil is more than ever con- 

 vinced that a man should let his sister] 

 choose his wife for him. — St. Paul's. 



Sujierstitious Abi^..^ x.-rteen. 



Augustin Daly, of whc^e ( orr.par-.y 

 Mr. James Lewis was a member tor 

 over 25 years, paid of him : "It is a co- 

 incidence that he was buried on Sept. 

 13, for he always had the strongest fear 

 of the number 13 and of Friday. I don't 

 know that he was a superstitious man 

 in other respects, though, no doubt, he 

 would object to humming the Macbeth 

 music in the theater, but he had great 

 fears on that point. He never wanted 

 to begin anything on the 18th of the 

 month or on Friday. If I had a new 

 part to give hira and it would natural- 

 ly be delivered to him on either of those 

 days he would ask me not to let him 

 have it until the next day or to give it 

 to him on the day before. I don't know 

 that ho had ever suffered any misfortune 

 on either of those days to confirm him 

 in his fears. 



"My own experience has been quite 

 the reverse of unlucky with regard to 

 them. Some of my most successful sea- 

 sons have been begun on Friday, and 

 he made one of his own greatest suc- 

 cesses in a part which he played for the 

 first time on the 18th of the month. It 

 was Sept. 13, too, the date of his burial, 

 and it was the beginning of Miss Clara 

 Morris under my engagement, when he 

 played Sir Patrick Lundy in "Man and 

 Wife." The fear of No. 13 extended 

 further than this. Mr, Lewis would 

 never sleep in room 13 at a hotel. He 

 would rather walk the floor of some 

 other room all night without a bed. 

 And he would never accept section No. 

 18 in a sleeping car. That or stateroom 

 No. 13 on a steamer was in his mind a 

 positive invitation to disaster. The per- 

 son on whom the duty devolved of ar- 

 ranging the details of Mr. Daly's lourfl 

 had to remember that and look out for 

 it."— Troy Times. 



He Asked Too Mach. 

 The waiter accidentally jogged the 

 elbow of the man eating breakfast in 

 the restaurant. 



The morsel that he was about to con- 

 fsume fell to the floor. 



The next moment he gave a startled 

 [cry and turned deathly pale. 

 All was confusion. 



The proprietor and the occupants of 

 I the other tables jumped up and rushed 

 to his assistance. 



