Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 30 of 96
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84 THR WRECKER’S DAUGHTER. tired of looking at the pink rose in her check, the blue veins in her temple, the glitter of her wavy hair, and the soft white- ness of her throat and arms, Never, until he met poor Tan- gee, the dark little beauty of Squall Inlet, had he associated with one of the other sex so near his own age. He had found a strange charm in her society ; but “ cousin Katie,” for thus he was permitted to call her, was a still more wonderful and delightful friend, She could not talk with him about fishing and rowing, but she could sing and play and waltz, and was litile less than an angel in his eyes. THe had too true a heart to be guilty of ingratitude ; he re- membered the tender nursing of the fisherman’s daughter, sending her, as we have said, a rich package of presents, among which was the material for a silk dress, and a pair of kid shoes and gloves; for he fancied that Tangee Would look more like Katie if dressed in the same manner. He still in- tended to fulfil the promise of a summer visit; but he did not dream of it, and long for it, by. day and night, as he did to whom he “had made the promise. « When he had fully recovered from the effects of the ship- wreck, and had been shown the wonders of the city, he went away to school, where he was immensely liked, and occa- sionally laughed at for his ignorance of American customs and his backwardness instudy. He was of too fiery a spirit to rook much ridicule, and resolved to make himself equal to the best of them, so that Mr. Wetmore soon had flattering ac- counts of his progress, and always spoke to his daughter in glowing terms of his friend’s son. There was that about Oliver's gay and fresh manners, and the very wilfulness of some of his ways, which pleased young and old. It may be that the merchant, albeit Katie was but in her cothng lat looked forward to & union of the two, trembled in the balance when the Flying Cloud went down, but had finally righted and stead Pea Gifford, he understood, hat accumulated great wealth the East, while the boy him =P vag so lovable that fe could ask noth- ing better for his motherless girl, = ‘that such a union comicbooksrcom - ae ti ee ee