The Cromptons

TEMPEST AND SUNSHINE. DARKNESS AND DAYLIGHTS. ENGLISH ORPHANS. HUGH WORTHINGTON. HOMESTEAD ON HILLSIDE. CAMERON PRIDE. 'LENA RIVERS. ROSE MATHER. MEADOW BROOK. ETHELYN'S MISTAKE. DORA DEANE. MILBANK. COUSIN MAUDE. EDNA BROWNING. MARIAN GREY. WEST LAWN. EDITH LYLE. MILDRED. DAISY THORNTON. FOREST HOUSE. CHATEAU D'OR. MADELINE. QUEENIE HETHERTON. CHRISTMAS STORIES. BESSIE'S FORTUNE. GRETCHEN. MARGUERITE. DR. HATHERN'S DAUGHTERS. MRS. HALLAM'S COMPANION. PAUL RALSTON. THE TRACY DIAMONDS. THE CROMPTONS. ( NEW )
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The Cromptons. Issued August, 1902.
The steamer Hatty which plied between Jacksonville and Enterprise was late, and the people who had come down from the Brock House to the landing had waited half an hour before a puff of smoke in the distance told that she was coming. There had been many conjectures as to the cause of the delay, for she was usually on time, and those who had friends on the boat were growing nervous, fearing an accident, and all were getting tired, when she appeared in the distance, the puffs of smoke increasing in volume as she drew nearer, and the sound of her whistle echoing across the water, which at Enterprise spreads out into a lake. She had not met with an accident, but had been detained at Palatka waiting for a passenger of whom the captain had been apprised.
He may be a trifle late, but if he is, wait. He must take your boat, Tom Hardy had said to the captain when engaging passage for his friend, and Tom Hardy was not one whose wishes were often disregarded. Them Hardys does more business with me in one year than ten other families and I can't go agin Tom, and if he says wait for his friend, why, there's nothing to do but wait, the captain said, as he walked up and down in front of his boat, growing more and more impatient, until at last as he was beginning to swear he'd wait no longer for all the Hardys in Christendom, two men came slowly towards the landing, talking earnestly and not seeming to be in the least hurry, although the Hatty began to scream herself hoarse as if frantic to be gone.