Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1866-08-16

whats the next move, miss? l fear
som 'uts up said Williams, looking in as
the clock struck eleven. "No doubt ne's
gated, and can't get out. When did you
see him last?"
.sAbout six o'clock" said the poor young
lady, sobbing. go Williams, he can't have
deceived me !"
sBless ye, no, miss, he amt one of that
sort. Why, miss, knows for certain he'd
die for you: still, it's precious queer. Says
be to me at three this afternoon, Let the
fly be ready Says 1,sYes, sir; but shall
l see you before night?I 'Yes,@ says |.
I'm just goingto say few words to you
dear young missus, and then | shall see you
But he never cane, 50 follers former or
ders, and comes up here But, dear heart,
cheer up, them great gates is shut, and the
porters won't let him out. But what had
we better do now, miss y 1E-.a iaH1i-at-
49, take me back, take me back!" she
cried. SO; wish Il had never come. /
will ask my father to forgive me; he spoke
uniustly and cruelty of George, still | am
very wicked. O, drive me back!' ts
"If l were you, miss" said Williams, 81
should not go back to the college; there's
no cause, as | sees, that the master should
know anything about it. He thinks you
safe abed, next morning you slips in with
bed -makers, and no harm comes of il"
40 Williams, but then where can sleep
tonight"
This question puzzled him, and he
scratched his head in silence. At last he
said, swell, miss, s'pose you sleeps in this
ere vehicle I'll keep watch on the box;
en-, miss T"
"Ono, Williams, you know you would
die of cold. must go back; perhaps ne
will forgive me-"
Williams went to fasten some piece OF
harness preparatory to starting; in min
ute he returned, and lowering the window,
looked in again. i t.,.re.,.ea.-, ..,. s. h
"Bless you, miss, what fool was not
to think of it afore:. why, miss, you see if
you goes back it must be through the por-
ter's lodge, as the other entrance shuts
early. A deal of gents may be in the court
You will not like to 60 by yourself; s'pose
you come to my sisters, Ell !? ="
go no, Williams; / should die if l met
any one in the court Thank you for think
ing of Mrs. Giffard she was my nurse, and
I know would have pity on me. -,fta
Well, sir, you know4my grandmother
name was Giffard,r and she was sister to
Williams, he being my mothers uncle.
Mother said she was then only ten years old,
but remembered the night Miss Dorothy
came to our house.
She and her father and mother slept in
the same room. They had been in bed
about two hours when they we're awoke by
a knocking at the door. My grandfather
sprung UP, and looked out of the window.
Gror dfo4h ON thra on \; 10 MI fo,c no MI ouar
his shoulders, and ran down stairs. In less
than a minute he was back again. g For
Heavens sake, old lady, get up here's
pretty go, poor beautiful young creature,
and perishing with cold" Then he turned
round to my mother who was sitting up
wondering in bed, and told her to GO to
sleep. This my mother pretended to do,
but was far too excited and curious to do
more than close her eyes. Her father and
mother were soon both down stairs, and the
sound of tinder-box being struck, and
fire lit, soon reached her ears. In another
hours time her father returned alone to bed,
and in the next room she heard her mother
trying to pacify some one who was sobbing
loud enough for her to hear through the
partition. After time all was quiet again
and she did not wake till her father rose;
he was one Of the buttery men at Trinity.
Then she got out of bed and listened,
there was more crying in the next room;
she went to the bed room door, and looked
out, and saw tall young lady, very beau
tiful and pale as snow, pass hurriedly along
the passage followed by my grandmother.
Mother says she never saw lily of the
valley without thinking of Miss Dorothy, as
she looked then, SO frail and trembling, with
her white face bent down.
I The master had discovered his daughters
flight, and was beside himself with passion.
Grandmother knew this the night before,
and was not so much surprised that Miss
Dorothy lad come to her house at that late
hour as she would otherwise have been.
She was Mr.. Bonds ed-maker, and going
to his room about chapel-time, she had
noticed his portmanteau locked and lying
on his bed, but had seen nothing Of him.
He had not slept in the college, and no one
knew anything about his whereabouts.
There was nothing else talked of in college
but the disappearance of Mr.. Bond. That
Miss A. had intended to run away with him,
thanks to the discreetness of my grand
father and the Masters servants, was never
generally known. at last, like all other
wonders, it ceased to interest any one. All
knew Mr.. Bond was wild young gentle
man, and cared for no one: what more like
ly than he should have betakell himself to
his home in the north for a weeks change,
and had not cared to consult the college
authorities on the subject? Still to Miss
Dorothy my grandmother, and others, there
seemed some mystery which they could not
fathom.
Nancy, the lady's maid, who slept in a
little room out of her mistresss, had sat up
till past three, waiting for her return
Twice, in the middle of the night, she start
ed up, hearing something like cry of dis
tress coming seemingly from the college
library. At first she thought it only a
dream, for she was anxious and nervous
about her mistress, but the next time she
felt that it was more than dream, and
woke one Of the maids, who sat up the rest
Of the night, sir, by this very same fire here,
sir; but there was more sound, so Nancy
believed it to be dream, till what was dis
covered afterwards proved it to be no fancy.
Well, sir, need not tell you that the Mas
ter was furious about Miss Dorothy; at first
he threatened to turn her out into the
streets, but his pride prevented him doing
this, as all the university would have known
his disgrace, so he wrote off to his sister in
Wales, begging her at once to come and
take her back with her, and in the mean
time strictly forbade her to leave the house.
At the time of which 1 am speaking, the
Masters house ran along the west side of
the old college library, and there were two
small oak panelled rooms at fhet end of the
east corridor, which were separated from
the rest of the house. In these rooms Miss
Dorothy was confined; they were well suit
ed for the purpose, for there was but one.
means of escape, and that was actually
through the Masters study, which had