shoving the caster and other things aside to make room for it.
We all admired it very much, and the handsome young lady on my left asked Mr. Blair's permission to take one of the roses for her own.
"Now, mind you," said Blair, "I cannot grant a flower from the basket, for you see it is as much the property of Waters as of myself, for all of his virtuous indignation. It was sent to the room, and he is one of the occupants. The flowers have evidently been misdirected."
The lady referred to took it upon herself to purloin the flower she wanted. As she did so a card came in view with the words written in a masculine hand:
- To Miss McMillan,
- With the loving regards of
- EDWIN J.
- With the loving regards of
"Miss McMillan!" cried the lady; "I wonder if she is on board? I'd give anything to know."
"We'll have a glance at the passenger list," said Waters.
Down among the M's on the long list of cabin passengers appeared the name "Miss McMillan."
"Now," said I, "it seems to me that the duty devolves on both Blair and Waters to spare no pains
