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But she is the bravest soul in the world, and although she worries a good deal when I am away in bad weather she always looks cheerful when I return. I have been blessed beyond my deserts, Miss Jelliffe." The little man looked up at me, and I could see that his face was bright with happiness, so that I had to smile in sympathy.
"I don't feel like leaving," I told her, and she rewarded me by one of those charming smiles of hers. Presently she took leave, and Miss Jelliffe looked at her father. "Isn't she wonderful!" she exclaimed. "I can hardly understand it at all." "It isn't only in the big places that people do big things," he answered. "What about that child she referred to, Doctor?"
It seems strange that I shall probably never see Miss Jelliffe again. The yacht has been delayed for several days, and they did not start as they expected to. But when I return I have no doubt that the Snowbird will be gone, and with it two charming people who will be but delightful memories.
Beyond those fierce ramparts with their cruel spurs dwelt men and women, most of whom she probably considered to be among the disinherited ones of the earth, eking out a bare living from hand to mouth. "Isn't it too bad that they should all have to strive so hard for the little they get," she said, suddenly. "They do it willingly and bravely, Miss Jelliffe," I said.
To his personal friends Walter Jelliffe had frequently confided that, though not a rich man, he was in the market with a substantial reward for anyone who was man enough to drop a ton of iron on Miss Weaver. Tonight the song annoyed Henry more than usual, for he knew that very soon the daffodils were due on the stage to clinch the verisimilitude of the scene by dancing the tango with the rabbits.
From this spot one could see no houses, owing to a bend in the river, and we were alone in a vastness of wilderness beauty, with none but Frenchy near us, who looked like a benign good soul whose gentle eyes shared in our appreciation. "I think it is your turn to try the pool," Miss Jelliffe finally said. "Not this morning," I answered.
Then I made a quick move and a splashing mass of silver rose out of the stream with mighty struggling. I hurried ashore with it and held it up. The great contest was over. Miss Jelliffe put down the rod and her arms sank down to her side, wearily, yet in another moment she knelt down upon the mossy grass beside the beautiful salmon. "Oh! Isn't it a beauty!" she cried. "Thank you ever so much!
"It may have been sickness of some sort," I answered. She looked at me, without saying anything more, and we stepped on board the boat, after I had guided her over the precarious footing of a loose plank which, however, she tackled bravely. From Miss Helen Jelliffe to Miss Jane Van Zandt
"You fill my heart with envy and all manner of uncharitableness. I call it the meanest thing I ever heard of on the part of a doctor. Here I am, without even a new Wall Street report wherewith to possess my soul in patience. Run away before I throw something at you, and good luck to you!" "I haven't dared to ask Miss Jelliffe whether she would like to cast a fly also," I said.
Jelliffe is a man just beyond middle age, shrewd and inclined to good nature. His daughter, like the rest of her sex, is probably a problem, but so far I can only discover in her an exceedingly nice young lady who dotes on her father and takes rather a sensible view of things.
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