The Grand Haven news. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1858-18??, 1861-01-02


to Hyatt's. No sooner said than done.
Giving my carpet bag into the landlords
hands for punctual delivery at Hyatfs
next morning at my expense, I set forth.
Eight miles is trife, and just ms my
watch marked the quarter after midnight
l went up the lane that led up TO the
house. They were early to bed and ear
ly up. l walked round the house trying
the doors; each and every one was fas-
tened. II was no consequence; my bed
room window opened on the roof Of the
piazza; / would not disturb the house by
knocking; bit of climbing would do the
business, and should it be fastened | void
tap and awaken Horace, who was my
roommate and bed-fellow. The thing
was executed as soon as thought Of, and
my hand laid on the window, which yield.
ed, and | stood in my own room. By
the moonlight which streamed in, i saw
that the bed was occupied, and by the
heavy breathing l knew that Horace was
in sleep. / would not, therefore, awak-
en- him, but save the story of my mishap
for the following day. With this resolu-
ton / slipped quietly into bed, and in
three minutes was oblivious. What
ought to have dreamed that night? p
But shall not anticipate. lay facing
the windows as the sun peeped up above
the distant hills and scattered the gray
mists of tho morning. My bed-fellow
was breathing heavily, but it was broad
daylight and there was no more sleep in
me, so was determined Horace should
wake up and hear the story of the rail-
road breakdown. turned quickly and
gave the sleeper sudden shake. AS
rapidly as my own motion my bed fellow,
who had lain with his back toward me,
sprang to sitting position.
There are such surprises as are without
terror, which deprive us of our speech,
until the brain has time to act and rea-
son. Such surprises do not generate
screams and faints. They are expressed
by open-mouthed and silent wonder. This
was the case with myself and bcd-fellow,
as We sat upright and stared. Right by
my side, with her face within two feet oi
my own sat young woman, not more
than seventeen, with great, dark, hazel
eyes, and such great masses of brown
curls, tucked away under the neatest
night-cap that ever was. She had gath
cred the bed-clothes with a spasmodic
jerk up about her throat, and with the
most rigid astonishment looked as tho
doubling whether she was sleeping OIL
waking, gazed steadily in my eyes. Mem
ory serves man but little in such cases.
but if my memory serves me right, Il
was who first spoke. | blurted out
with:
allow came you herc?"
The figure stared still in speechless as.
tonishment, but in moment, as though
awakened from its stupefaction spoke:
"Ara you Charles Morgan!"
answered in the affirmative.
"Well, then, Mr.. Morgan" said tho
figure, by this time calm, and with quite
as much dignity as though in the draw
ing-room, 81 am May Stevens, and wa:
put in this room after an unexpected arri
val. Horace had gone over to a neigh
boris, few miles off, before l got here
and was not to return till TO day. Tha
is how l was put in this room."
So here l was, sitting vis a viS to thi.
May Stevens, that mythical lady, for tht
first meeting with whom l intended t
get up such a superlative toilet A mic,
style of introduction, and a nice style o
of toilet! And she-she by this tim'
was rs cool as the thirty-frst Of Decem
Der, and sat looking me right in tho eye
as l made some rambling explanation o
my being in that extraordinary position
1t was a lame explanation, wonderful.
mixed up with irrelevant matter, anc
stammered and suffered through in
way that should have disguised any sen
sible person. She seemed to be seriousl,
pondering during the recital, and, at it
J end, looking at me as though asking tn
most simple question in the world, said
whats to be done|
"Let me jump out of the window a
came in," Isaid, in sickly tone of voice
for the thought came to me that, t.
, achieve this end, i must make some des
perate display of myself in style of cos
! tune which / deprecated. She rclieveC
me instantly:
"No, that will not do; there are peo
pie moving about, and you will be seen.
1t was now my turn to stammer out:
"What's to be donep For / saw tha
, the little hazel-eyed girl was superior Il
me in presence of mind and energy Of &C
ton. She did not wait long to answc
, my question.
:" You must lie still here until / get up
When | have left the room you can rise
dress, and 90 away at the first opportu
nity," was her response, delivered in
Quiet and business-like manner.
And so l did. Under May Stevens
command, buried my head under he
/ bed-clothes, and kept we'll covered I'LL
heard the retreating footsteps on tn
stairs, which was but few moments, the
:. ..u...oJ an oo,a. than with n desperat