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Show ALLEN GAY; B on, H The Myslery of Tnrley's FoiqL Boing a Fow Romantlo Ohaptnra h .... From.tho Llfo of a Country . B ST JOHN It. MUBIOZ. H Aomnn or " Waltkh Uhownnild," "iieuh B-BB IiAKKMAN," "UAHKXRtr DtDrOllO," H Aio Omxn Sionixs. H CmriiMidfW, ty the A. V. Ki'.hjj jfrm- H paptr Compart).' H "Hot much," alio uuswcrod; "tnoyve H been thcro somo months, and no one knows H their names. Somo say that tho man is a K "J WART TO BVBSC&ISS IOR TOCtl PAPliR " H brigand, some that Iv 1 a' ci-plrnto other Y thntbt is connected w:ti gunj ol eountor- ffJtcrs ot horsc-'.lilovis." B , "Uowuuc; hjv they It the family I" B don't knew. THrr wn n wh'.to-facod B woman onco, soon at tkf window but somo 1 oar pulled her bail:. A fev week ago a H report went obcut tlia ti pretty girl had H boon jsoon through a crude lr the old garden H Wall,, but thq tall, mat with long black H vraUkors 4moout and in arcice ot thornier. B . . drovo her to tt'o-licuse, and the young fel-K fel-K ' y "" 'Vow wtrt saw her ran sway." H This gossipy old inaldf jrulshodhlcamucb, j , ..MtiJii'iBlWTrffBfl"'' ' ""lr"""-"ig'"''"') H f' ijhla many Items which ho, unsoon. noted on H j ' " his laomoranduni book. H , Ono-e'veotua Al.ont-irw working, late In H tho oAlo 'reading proof. AllhintUtsavo H Tooyiwhorcmalnod u. tnyoop. baa gone H homo. A till man with Ijii;' black whiskers H and gray oyes entered trt oIQcc -III man- H nor was so singular as U. strike tU; now od L1 itor with surprise. Ill' b-.iurin'.T indicated A that bo belonged to a dlfCoran: sphere than H - Turloy's TolnL H 1 "Twanttosubsorlbs t.ryo'ir pipor " he H ' said, in- a doep, mystorlous voicr. ' What Is H , thosubicrlpllon pi-cu.ai a.voail" H v,Ono dollar and Iifty cccir." The tall H i t"re!gn-looking mat. throw thf money on H r tho taolo. " What" i tho namr ncd ad- H ' drosst" Allen aice4, oponlng lus subscript H ' tioa book. B ; "Bend it to X. V. ?.., post-oClce box Ml." H'-oiu answered the tall MranRir, ana thon with- Bf out another word, staUod away from tho H ofllce. B I ) " Who Is that man, Toby t" the astounded W editor asked, utchl:ig tho rccoding form 1 through the window. M nt "I don'ti know hobody knows," Toby M ' answered., ",IjO's ttom.ntf reus mac who H f lives la tho big bci so ol tbehlll." B CHAITlin II! B I 'tom DIABOLICAL VCRSB-rOLITICAL A"JDI- B ' ' Allah sprang to bts fut and hastened tc Bv ' 'tho door. Tivlllht shades wet" deepening H into darkness, yet be ecuii' dltlnpul.b thj H i 'putllno of tfcr tall mat hurrying up the hill B 'sido food. Thoro ' a sometbin. to fa.- HVJ ' clnating in vtbt? my story un funding tho H stranger that Al:cn !fit-a uong iruma- K P 'tlon to follow and learn moro of . .tn. BSV ' Toby, woro you oror In that stouo bouso V on the hllll" ho asked V, jh - No, sir," Toby answorod. HI , " What do you know tibnut i1" H fi I'Kuthln' much," was tho vasivo re- Ki( V sponse. Ma " " Does ho often conio to tho vlllagol" "Ia "No." 'Til " Well, If you know any thing ubout those V-'CA peoplo toll It to ae.'t 1r Toby shruggod bis nhohdora, cast an un- H easy look about him, imd raj J J H "'Taint much I know, and 'taint much I VMWJ' s want to know." " , BwMWJ ' "Toll mo Just what you do know, anil nil a. that you'vo heard of it." BwMwJ I "I've boon to tho liouno . twa..or throe H ' times," said Toby, in nn nwMnsplring H r wblsper. " But tbar'n n ci'eat high wuil H j 'all round It, so one can't teo irsldo. Tommy H Miles or co pcopod tr rough tho bsck-ynrd HVMj wall, and says ho taw tho prettiest girl hi H V oror act oyes on in his llfo. I'eoplo say they , VMfj '"" kill folks up at that big house." H v "When whs tho bouso bulltt" asked H Allen, homg to bring tho boy back from H speculation, to answer facts. wMVJ "Iduho," Toby nnswerod. "'Twos long FL J v aforo I was born." BBBT (".-r1 " Up you knoy who built itl" "No. I've beerd ma ay it was built by somo rich peoplo who lived thoro long ago, and thon loft." Bssssb i. "IIow long btvo these peoplo lived hero, H Tobyl" V! u "It's only been u few montliSjtlnco they BwMV 4 . como back tho last time. They wont' hoy H j ?; nothln' to do with us, an' vro'uns don't her B notbJn' to do with 'cm." - ' i BkiaiMiiiii ( " Whom did luey como from I" "No 'un krows. Tho houso had been vacant, except two old pooplo otnyed thcro and kinder luk koor o' It. Tho man was cross an' wouldn't talk uutliln' but French, nn' tho o2d woman wus deaf and dumb. Tho boys used to try to git In tho orchard, but tho old feller como out withn gun r.n' oworo In furrcn lnnguncout 'oin, an' slcocrod 'cm so bad they wouldn't go nigh It. Then thar'H boon oorao awful sights seen Ihar o' nights," concluded Toby, shuddering. ' "What woro thoyl" "Woll, Tommy Mllos said ho hoped ho might drop dead if 'twnsn't no. Ho was comln''homc through tho woods one night, an' thought ho'd risk comln' by the rock houso. When ho got nigh It, ho hoard n awful Btronmln'Jistllko somo ono was be-In' be-In' killod, nn every wlntlorln tho houso was a great bla:o o' light. Ho said ho'd swear ho sawn woman stundln' nta winder with wings Jlst ready to fly when somo un pulled hor back. Thon old Dobbs went by thcro ono night nn saw tho blinds nn' curtains all abl.-uo Ilka, an' peoplo flyln' around tho cclllnV " Who is this mnn Dobbsl" "Ho'snnold follor who lives out in tho country on a farm." " Does ho drinkl" " Llko a fish." " I guess ho had been drinking that day, hlch accounts for his seeing tho woudir-ul woudir-ul sights at tho old house." " Ho says 'twas spirits," said Toby. " Doubtless it was; but tho spirits ho drank boforo leaving town." "Tbar's others who'vo scon strnngo sights, up thar, Mr. Gray," returned Toby, after a few moments' pauso. "Thoro Is somo doep mystery about tho houso and peoplo who livo thcro, but when once understood you will find nothing supernatural su-pernatural about it. "Why do pooplo hero ol ject to talking about that old house on the Ulill" ' "Cos it's haunted," nald Toby, with a shudder, " an' it drives peoplo nway from tho Pint. Every body says if It hadn't u been fur that old houso on tbo hill we'd t. had a boom hero long ago." Allen dismissed Toby for tho day, locked tho offlco and went to his boardlng-houso, his mind full of tho strancjo mystery ol which ho could learn so little, Noxt day ToneyBumcs entered with a smile on bis faco, and a buudlo ot manu script under his arm. Wltlinn air oftri-vmph, oftri-vmph, he aatdt "Just lot mo read you what I'vo got horej" ... . ' 1& ram prc's0(l tor time, JfrnBarnes" ln, P..nUlrelS,.r roplied' Tonoy, with o fcnmmanding smil " But 'you don't intend rcudlug ull that to mol" " It won't take long." 't "My time U very precious now. Every hour I losr this morning' must bo tnken from rav steep to-night." It was usolcss to expostulate A country editor cat not, llko tho city editor, send a clork or ofllce boy to talk with tbonmbltious author win lr bold enough to jnvado his sanctum Uo Usually is so unfortunatq as to be acquainted with tho literary aspirant, and escape from n pors6nal lnterviow Is impossible im-possible Tonoy Barnos was certain the editor would not discovor tho beauty in his poetry unloss the author road it himself, and gavo It tho proper elocutionary cmbcl-lishmcnts. cmbcl-lishmcnts. It was no uso to nrguo that ho could noi road it to every body, and that nowspaper poetry Is to bo reaii und not hearc ; lie was determined, and Allen was forced t listen. ' ' "There uro sovoral pieces horc,!' said tho poet, with a cruel sinllo, "Lot mo soo which I will read first." Allen had no choice, and at last tbo author Bccmoo to havo found ono that suited for a beginning, and, spreading it out on his knee, said; "I will now read you" somotblng on spring" '-' A spring poem usually makes i tho experienced ex-perienced editor desperate Country editors, ed-itors, especially, havo a horror of 'spring poetry. But Toney, llko oil othor poets, having no regard for other people's nerves, began: " Thuso boautoous, sunny days baro come, The Eladdest of tbo year, When verdant nature strows tbo earth With wild ubundant cheer. Homain, oh loicly days, remain With all your plenteous peace. And may -our rosqi and cauliaowcrs And song-birds norer coase." "How do you llko that!" asked Tonoy, with a triumphant smllo. ti ., ", Dotermlnod to asscrtlUs.rlghVns a critic, Allon rubbed bis aching 'brow for a mo-montnndnnsworodi mo-montnndnnsworodi . "It seoms to me, Mr. Barnos, that you might bo charged with plagiarism in thesq lines " J " Whore I" '' "Whon you say "Thono beauteous sanny days nno come, Tli glaildsat ot tho )Vr.' Ono can not help thinking of tho familiar linos ( , 'Tho melancholy days hnvs come, Tho saddest ot tbo year.'" "What othor plaoo!" nskod Tonoy, his face growing very red. ''Homaln.oh lovely days, remain,' might bo .thought by somo to havo been stolen from 'Return, oh holy dove, return.'" "'Butit' not, sir," Interrupted Toney. " I jim the author of thoso versos myself, and Watt and nobody clue can claim cm.1" "Watts Is not likely, to trouble himself about It, but you khow, Mr, lJarnes, that poets must avoid any thing that savors of Jpldglrlsm." "I guess you aro right," said tho poet, feeling that ho was n persecuted man. ' There U another pclnt wherp tho critics might attack you," 'said Allen,' ',' j "Whore!" asked Toncy,bp3lnnlng to hnhk himself. lliiT. .' 'M "In the next, to tho laoTlino there Ii i a1 : -A -1 T JLl.. I ( '.tr - ' ; incongruous association ot rosos and cauliflowers." cauli-flowers." "It l n blending of tho, beautiful and practical." "Iloso ore beautiful and cnbbago useful, it i true, but thcro scorns, to bo an incongruity incon-gruity In their association that might subject sub-ject you tc criticism. Besides, ono blooms in the spring, and. tbo other usunlly matures ma-tures In autumn." "Well, ii you think that piece won't do, I'll read you ono on tho brooklet," said tho author. .There was no escape, and Allen told him to proceed. " LuugUlnp, buDbling, br'gbt and clear, Omhlng. dimpling llttlo brook, Gurgling, murmur ng, a.l to hear, llcw you tempt mo trom my booK; Oahlng,,tpnrldtn s ever on. Skipping. Jumping, st 11 you go, Lcughlag, bubbling, gushing, dimpling, riaahlng, whispering, groaning, simpering, OurRllug, murmuring, st 11 you go," "How d'you llko that!" tho poet asked, riving tho editor u precarious look. "That's bettor." " D'you really think so l' " Ycs-decldcdly." "Woll, suppose you uso thnt!" "Very well," und, without further road- "noLD ON, TOnTl" lng, tho RrooVci was luld asldo as accepted. " Well, now, I'll road another." "What Is tho tltlo!" " Tht June Apple Trr.'t "I don't llko It" "Wo can chango JMf you wish. This lsv - Uljh up 'mfd Jho branches OazlnV at th far-otf moon, Iagorgeous splendor ., , Andnlsdom f olemrfmast, , Bl ,tot tbo un Ulsconccrlnd owl' " . ' ' ' V i . ' noldnn, Titneyf" liriou th(j'tililor,tnovur nliow uny thing uo subluno ns that to apfwar lniaovv.niper, 'Bend it to tho Ucutpub-iLl.nr Ucutpub-iLl.nr In.llio land, Jiavd It copyrighted, uV It may bo Btolen fiijui you." Thp author glancod at tbo editor as if he half doubted his Mnccrity. It Allb'n hnd liot had excellent control ov r his feelings ho could not havo icfruincd from laughing. Toney's excellent opinion of hla own talcnu uil a pset bllndif'd him. Ho laid .tho gem aside, determined to Bend It to tin 'itf1; and drow another wlilch ho thought moro common com-mon place, and read : "Pb, speak not 'of splendors, ot sorrow and pain, Of happiness etborial, pf England or Spain; 'Oh,' toll not ot ougulsh, your hopes or your fours, ' Como to mo lnigladnoes, with laughter or tears." "That poem Is too deep; odr readers ivould nover bo able to fathom it," said the editor. Not having been ablo to fathom It himself, Allen supposed that fow at least of tho" IttsfT.i Hepall c readers could. Tonoy then rclpclcd I wo small vorscs of dogtorcl, lueanlngless ttu3, which ho called son not s, gavo tliom to tlio editor, almost freezing tho tlood m his veins y, tho an-nosiacment an-nosiacment thut ho would soon havo a serial story ready for tho Wuttnt Jltiniblet und loft tbo offlco. ' Allon suspected that the story was already written, und had been rejected by every publisher in tho land. Of courso Tonoy would Insist that It was nn excellent story, and that as soon ns it uppcarcd In print would tu!:o tho world "by storm. Having got rid of tho poet, tho publisher went to nsslst in making up tho form, when Tom Simmons entered. "I say, Mr, Gray, 1 don't think thcro need bo any moro dolay In my nnnouncln' mysolf as a candidate," ho said, throwing his hat on tho foldlng-Ublo and seating himself, him-self, (n ft chair. ' "It seems early," returned tho editor. ,' But delays aro dangerous. Bomo one may'BCt nhend of mo." " 6f whom aro you afraid!" " "Thar's Goorgo Btroug " ' 'tllut ho belongs ton different political party." "It mhkos no dlfforcnco,". said Simmons, Impatiently. ''He's in my way nnd I Intend) to rlso In splto dl hlin, If 1 gd to tho Lcgls-turc, Lcgls-turc, Jt'll glvo mo tho klsldo tra?.'? for Congress, Con-gress, don'tyoocs;and jflgitMn Coi"TS3 1W Only tfstcp to Frcbidentp' tho rnltod Btatcs. Yonkniri7 when a ioller gils to goin' up (hero's nn tollm' howlur ho II iro " To senslblo natures this mnnjs cgotum wns simply dlsgustlrig. In tWor to change tbo'subject-Allon asked rhlm'"tho prico ho nsked for tho corner building near tho printing print-ing offlco, ' ' "D'you wont to buy.ljl'l asked Simmons," "Imlght." ,rr I . 11 A thousand dollars." . "I will soo about It." ' A fow moments later Bimmons loft the ofltao. ( & cTlJiiK , , ; , -THX STI10LL A V8ri0inKAUTV. J '; ' ' H '- ''A " y vo Allen oray It socmed as If Strong nnd ' Bimmons woro constantly watching each oth or, to thwnrtonoanothor's plans. However, it may only havo been by nccldcnt that Mr, Strong catab Into '.do onlco Just nn hour af-ter.hls af-ter.hls political opponent's visit. Having Boated himself, BtronKsaid: "Thcro isn't any doubt, Mr. Gray, that 81mmons is onto my rackot. Ho knows I'm gwino to run for sheriff, an' he'll beat mo it ho kin." , , "I don't think bo knows any thing about ' It, Mr. Btrong," tald tho editor. "Yor mistaken; ItcH'yo ycr mistaken That man is Just watching mo all tho time. He's nllcrs tryln' to spllo my plans. I believe be-lieve tho dovll owes mo n splto an' is payin' mo off with bad nolgbbors. Wasn't ho, In hero to-day I" " Yes, but wo wcro talking on a business matter," said Allen, with somo hesitation, "1 wanted to buy that corner lot of his." " Yo did. What did he ax yot" "Ono thousand dollars." Mr. Strong gavo n prolonged whlitlo "That's moro'n twice what It's wuth. 1 wouldn't glvo hlin three hum! rod dollars fur it; fur tho houso is no uccount at all." Thrco or (our days later, when Mr. Btrong had almost induced Allen to purchaso somo of his propcrty,Tom Simmons, having heard , of It, determined to "spoil tho trade," If he had to Injuro all tho property in Turloy's Folnt to do so. A largo number of tbo citizens of Turloy's Point seemed to be watching each other, trying 10 orcvent their neighbors' success, vcn io their own detriment. As noarly every nody ecmcd pulling against every oody else, tho Dullness Dull-ness outlook of tbo village was iot nrlght. On Sunday afternoon Allen iray 1ctor-rnlned 1ctor-rnlned to sot all warnings nd minors of danger asldo and tako s stroll jo no nlU on which tho mysterious stone touso tood. It was a delightful day, nd to ound tho woods pleasant. The trees vcro clothed in tbctr richest green, and -vlld (lowers noddod their saucy heads In tho gcntlo breeze which stolo through tbo forest. Tho nimble squirrels squir-rels Tan before him, frisked about among tho branches or chatted from somo leafy retreat Ho fallowed an old disused car-, car-, rtago road, onco macadamized and an excellent ex-cellent thoroughfaro, but now in a dilapidated dilapi-dated stato, and partially overgrown wiih j grass. Tho grim old forest on cither sldo oi him seemed dark and gloomy. ' Tho dlstanco was much greater than Allen i had supposed. Though tho top of "Uio old j stono houso could bo seen from tho l-Ulne, t ho lost abht of It tho moment ho entered ' the wood. Having paused to rest ut tho foot -t through iho trees, nnd decided p follow Itt ' Through; a forest of grand old moss-covered I oaks, winding about nmong.hugo masses bf I rock which In centuries past had tumbled from tho bluff above, tho path tool: its courso until ho found himself atadollght- f ul spring of clear, cold water at tho foot Af i thobllL Hero Allen paused and gazoduboui him. On his right beneath n wldo-spreadlng beech wus nn old rustic seat It had evidently evi-dently been thoro a great many years. Lovers may havo sat thero and brojthod vows-wlth only tho gray old forest to hoar them, long boforo ho was born. At ono time tho wbolo forost zeemed to havo been n grand park, but allowed fo run wild, It had bocomo a labyrinth of tan-gled tan-gled undorgrowth and vinei. Throwing himself on tho rustle scat Allen gazed Into tho spring, which, guhlng but fmiii tho sido of tho hill, formed a sparkling rivulet that glimmered over a bod of many colored pcbblos. This cool retreat was a h ivcn of rest to tho tired editor, and ho" lia'Acrod himself that horo by might frwjiou.ly find security rem tho porccutlona iwd annoyances an-noyances of pootsund politicians. I J'ut tho afternoon was wearing nway, and ' as wo had dotcrmincd to v sit that myslj- rlous old stnno house, ho could waito no"' moro tlmoattliesprlns. . ' As ho rose to ru'.ura to tho mr.ln roail. Bomotliing iiiuht (Ri.tiioUdd of lhi pa.li caugtil nisi'Mi, Jloctooped Io soo what it was, and Jinvvoiedu golden chain partly covered ivitn irai cs and dirt. Ho draw it out and found buriod bouuath tho leaves, but attached to tho chain, a gotdcti iot .oJ It was a lady's locket, und Allen kne w aiAj, glanco that it did not bolong to uuy ouo u ftirloy's I'olnt. "What shall Ido with ltl" ho m'io hlra- solf, "Keep it nnd advertlso it! That is tho best I can do; but supposo I open it and take a peep within." I Ho pressed his thumb on tho spring and tho lid flow open, revealing only a short tross of soft, golden hair, which had evidently evi-dently been clipped from t ho head of a child. ! "Thut reveals nothing," said Allen, closing clos-ing tho locket, putting it in his pocket and starting back to tho road, tapping tho loaves 'with bis slender cano, . Beaching tho main read ho ascended tho I hill toward tho groat houso. Tho road bo-tween bo-tween tho Bprlng und top of the hill boro somo evidences of recent travel. Ho had nearly reached tho top of tho hill whon ho found a lady's kid glove lylug at tho sido of the rood. I Tho glovo was too small and of a quality too flue to bolong to nny of tho women whom ho had met In tho village "Of two things I am certain," soliloquized Allen. "Thcro Is a lady ut tho stono houso, on tho hill, nnd sho takes strolls." Allen bo-;au to wonder what ldndof a per- ' son sbo was. Was she young or old, beautiful beau-tiful or ugly! ( Tho top of tho hill was reached, and ho found himself on u oroad plateau with a largo, magnificent nunsloii boforo him. A I high wall on tho top of which woro shurp j iron pickets, surrounded uouso und grounds ' as far as' ho could co. Tbo gato was tall, surmounted by a nigh arch supported by pillars of stono. All tho nursery stories of i enchanted jastlcs which ho had ever heard 1 or read camo with wonderful froshnoss to bis incmorv. Thcro was somothlng so grand nnd tcisb vteinl la that imposuror- fH pile, reared as It ccmed in iho vary heart j iH of tho wilderness, mat Uloa was Inspired ' j ;H with a feeling of swe, if aot tear. For soma "" H time he stood .fazing nt iho vast bunding; ' ' WM Then bo v cut a jttlo near or, and from a ' ' H slight omlncnco ;ould see fountains playing j H on tbo lawn, -valla iho gentlo breeze como ' H to nlm laden rUh iho fragrance of sweoW I est Qoivors. Notwithstanding the trrandeur i H and beauty of tbo iouso and grounds, thoro ! H was oraethlng so weird and trango about H them Uiat he felt strongly incUsed to ro- I H treat W "Oh, pshaw 1 I am getting almost as silly ' "" ? " H and superstitious as tho villagers," said ' I SH Allen to ohnsclf, j H After examining tho frost ts woll as ho ' - 't- H conld, ho iccidcd to walk complotoly roilnd . V H it Thoso ocoplc miebi have good reasons ' H fur living Irea if oeiOcsUi, und ho would '' H not question h'a.- ' tyU J That they woro hIH peoplo of -eJu"eji.'T .nd so tho palatial ,, rcsideaco nd 'al ;11: jnywjs wroam f H plocvUtu, 'Ikv n..':ui ro cvtu lwttor . H lluu riTaAsoaid. Tn 4pi9 4! iho vlllago ,' B nad loubticss i".s.-ou.j 40J their oouduct, " H and given heir n-:ighbors n the hid worso ' ' ' iJH names than .hey losorvcd. VH With tbeso .noughts in his Irilnd Allen ' IVfl wandered iround to.iho rear of U14 greal ' " , I mansion nd oaltoJ. Tho irrcat wall, irn ' ' 1 H closed about ten teres, nd from what UtUa ,H Allen could sco if iho grounds thoy socmod , ' J . H In cxocUont irdcr. Tho vall In tho rear ' lal was ooards wo inches tnick and eight 4 M feet lilsh, and through iho cracks the editor I 1 H had a very cood View of tao warden. i 'H A well-worn path,lcadlng from thegarfosj P iHll gato to iho Kvor biuff a fourth' ot a mil ( I 'H sway attracted Allen's attention, and, t ( "fl wearied with azlng t tho house, ho, ' I jM thought to go totha biuff and watch tha ' auMot I i Uo had slmost -eachod th groa clUtft,M K H when btcamato a suddsa halt and stoo . u '' LVbVJ 1 ii :? $A ' -1 ! I Ha CAUE 10 X tCDUSK HALT. ! transBxod with amazrracnt Thure, stand- ., 'TH Ing ori a grass plot, gazing across -bo dark j H river .beneath, va u beautiful elrl sbout VH eighteen years if age. She was Torypt. ( v.t ' .ty, wjth largo ulne iyc a wealth of voldcm I H faalr nd a lorra which might hairs boon tho t BVJ enry-of sculptor. , j wMj Heroyes wcro fixed upon' iho river, and . H she wasnotyctan-aroof nls.prcaenoo.-JU k-Bsi iho rays if iho scttiag sun till upon hit 1 B angelic being, Allae .bought bo asd norer ' 0 i H seen ono so lovely, rhat sho was a Inmate j " of this wonderful hiuto seemed) o glvo an J g additional harsi to ,ncr beauty, sudha 4 ! '! H found his heart beating with a hitherto ct 1 H known enotion. fc . , q j I xJH At last iho sua Upper! behind tie iros2 ', 'i ' H tops "across he rlvor. and, ticavrag' a deep - t j sigh ot regret iho roungiady inrned tor, ' "T t !' H trace her tops homeward, when sheMlB- ' fe ' V covered a handsomo young ttriagor stoad- t j ibVAVJ lng in her path. IT q .' 7 Wfl CHAtTEnV. ' w '' sH AnMino rtiR rux roiti-taCT, 1' " , It was diClcnlt'to icll who was tho mott ' 4 " ' fH confused, Allen J ray it 'tho beautiful Klrij ' VaH ocforo nlm. J , H Her tress and manner Indicated cultor. and refinement, and ho felt, that ho must V, i H spologlzoforhlsprcsonce. "t ' m (1 "I I bog pardon l" he Gtammcrcd, alter to faVH an awkward cilencoof a liw moments. "I I .aVAVJ eama for a stroll to tho bluff, not aware ot .' your presence. I hono I aare not tanoyed .&1tWsWasl youl" ('""l Thcro waa an honest frankness in bi . - " 4 voloo and manner, moro reassurlrig'thaa H bis words. A chango from turprhio and BwAH terror to pleasure, us Instantaneous' aa, U was remarkable, cumo over her lace. 'j WV "Oh, don't blame yourself, lr," sho said, , H In tones the wcotcst that over fell on mor- 1 H tal cars. What a delicious v'olco, how UWs H thochlmaof aallver belL Then, as it not i 'VV altogether recovered from hor surpruve, H sho stammered: "I I was watebmg the aH sunset" 1 H "Itli a delightful view from hero," Bald ''bbbbH Allen, recovering at onco his sclf-possos- H glon. "I do not woa dor tliut yon camo here to witness it; I came for tho somo purpose, but seeing yon, and not wishing to 'disturb ' H you, rcmalnod in tbo background." , M "You have lost much," answorod -the B beautiful irirl, her nngollc faco wreathed fl with Bmlles. "I frequently como to this Vj bluff to visit tho sunset, and tho scono never V grows old." ' , ','. H "No doubt, wcro I near enough,' 1 wouM-. i 'B do tho same." "f 'B "You are tho now editor at thovlllago, HJ aro you not!" sho asked, with charmlnjj M childlike simplicity. ' " "lam; my name Is Allen Gray, and I am i Hi editor and proprietor of tho lrVfro Jltpulh i HJ He. You live in tho stone bouso os tho lull, 1 HJ do you not!" , . , y K 8ho started, a death-like pallor swept i , H over hor faco, and in a confused manner sho H nnswerod: bVI 'Ycs,sU-." It was painfully evident thattha atoarj I H Continued noxt wook? ' " Id ' ."y ' II ' !t'' sflssl j0" V sffsVsi f x H i , -&-- -" M ' ,- -jAt-BSSBMMsWsWjBsMiBfsSB |
