Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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42 THE WRECKER'’S DAUGHTER. lily, and yet as pink as a rose—blonde, the French say. I never saw areal blonde before. Her eyes are as blue as the water and her hair like gold thread; I have a lock of it in ud vest-pocket. I will show it to you to-mor- row.” a The bright dark eyes which had started his own fell, and Oliver dropped the sugar into his tea. After that Tangee did not say’ much ; she grew rather pale and became restless. As their guest likewise was fatigued and sleepy, he soon said: “ Your ocean-bath was too much for you, sister; you look pale. I, too, am tired, and if you will say where I am to sleep, I will bid you good-night and sweet dreams.” “In my berth, Olla, where you once recovered your health.” . When Tangee undressed in the little back room which she had fitted up for her own use, during Oliver’s stay, she looked at her brown shoulders and arms in the broken mirror, re- peating, “ She is not dark, like us.” The next morning, before Oliver was up, Tangee ran down to the cove for her shoes and stockings. On her way back she papel tobe baagaenns onlin ieesd- pee eratians a day’s fishing. - “T don’t sec a8 you're any the woree for being ran down by a vessel or two,” he said, looking at her with admiring eyes. “It’s plain you wasn’t born to be drownded.” Ses) C86: Inhe ane yen hiker Pe Bee “be hanged?” “Yes, your neck looks like a rope would make a purty necklace! Tell you what ’tis, Tangee, if I've good luck with my fishin’ this summer, I mean "buy you a veal ‘gold chain.” “ You needn’t mind it, Will; better give it to Sally, for Pve those gold beads, which I slways wear, and Sally has nothing but glass ones.” «J shan’t do no such » thing, Tangee. Since you're grow ing‘such #-tall-gitt; ¥'don't mind Selly say more. T'm goin’ to wait for you.” “Tm afraid youl get tired of wires then.” comichook= com