The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1867-04-18

ny" 0OeS IL HappcH GudG you are
going through such stormy night %
l asked, unmindful Of her evident anx-
iety to be left alone.
Il do not know myself, except that
John wishes it,
Still fingered Is there any thing
more l can do for you Isabel?''
There was no answer. l stopped No
head little lower
Isabel, you are crying! What has
grieved you? Isabel, tell me what the
trouble is % f7
''Nothing-nothing," she sobbed be-
hind her veil. ''Only-I had not seen
you in so long time, and it was like
the old days once more and-and I
am very foolish. Please leave me now,
won't you p
l obeyed her, puzzled and indignant
Carew was right. A happy wife does
not burst out crying when she meets
the friends Of her girlhood; a happy
wife's look is far different from that
pale, frightened face. I felt strongly
inclined to 60 straight out to John Mac
Leods post on the ''Lady Franklin"
and administer Il summary thrashing
then and there
But I checked my rising choler, and
contented myself instead with leisure
ly saunter through the train, now under
full motion. 1t was very pleasant to
find myself once again on the old IA
miliar ground. The brakemen all had
a word Of respectful greeting for me,
the baggage master insisted on enscon-
cling me in the single arm chair which
graced his car, while he himself sat on
a pile Of trunks and asked more ques-
tions than / could have answered in a
week; the Express Agent issued from
his den and demanded to know tNl here
l had been lurking all this time," and
even the news-boys grinned as they
slid past and accosted me with GLOW
dive do, Mr. Atwater p =
But all at once our train slackened
it's motion, moved more slowly still,
and came to a dead stand still. | knew
we were an Express that stopped b7t
twice before we reached our final des-
tination, and this lonely pine barren
was certainly neither of our stopping
places. .-. re. - :
"What is it, Carew % ashed, swing
ing myself on to the ground where the
conductor stood with his lantern in
hand looking under car.
"Only journal box heated. Con-
found that Warren! what made him re-
port ''all sound with such worn box
as that? These patent boxes are con-
tinually getting hot in the shortest
runs, and amt fit for Expresses at all" !"
awe can cool it in fifteen minutes,
SIR said one of the brakemen, who
had his tow and water all ready for
packing it anew. $50 ~..s +" ..H
''Fifteeu minutes and we just run
ming on time with the Lightning to
catch US at B." alrs
''It's too bad to get in behind the
Lightning train," I said. rr. d
s'WOrse for me than Macleod, for
though Warren's to blame, ] catch the
curses. Well, Trufit do the best you
can - . e..s-...:~ sG
In spite Of Trufft's sanguine prophe-
cy it was full twenty-five minutes be-
fore we were again under way. / had
gone back to Isabel Macleod, whose
dilatedsblue eyes were glancing from
one to another in the apprehensive ag-
ony Of terror that no one but a nervous
woman can fully appreciate: ia % ii.
''Frank-Mr. Atwater do tell me
what is the matter % 5ao~= ~u} =
"Only hot box'-there is no occa-
sion for uneasiness" sf... faH-5 ~.
"Upon your sacred honor 7" 3.aa
Upon my sacred honor Why, Is
abel, how frightened you are! [ can
see you tremblc even here. What Is
the matter, child % ar s@a.,
s'Sit down and I will tell you," she
said, hurriedly, motioning me toward
a vacant seat directly back of her. Il
know it is piece ofmad folly-a-de-
lusion; but l must tell somebody or ]
shall go mad"
1 sat down leaning forward with my
elbows on the top of the seat she oecu-
pied, SO that my face nearly touched
her heavy black veil. r...se -.a.-iz
"First, promise. never to tell him
john. .-....- z.r..r-...- ~ a.'...,-.
81 promise" -,.t .E.f..e .a s..,.
sWell, then" she went on, speaking
in a husky, nervous whisper, she. is
very pecuiar-full ofthe strangest fan
cies. When / first married him ]
thought it was superstition merely
-..-....... .-.-...a
She paused. Hoes. s;fas #
"Well, now p questioned.
"Now, I do not know what to- think.
Oh, Mr.. Atwater, | ought not to say
SO, I know, but am the most misera
hle creature in the world!''
'Isabelr' .,.s..s;
II am He threatens sometimes to
shut me up in mad house, and per
haps should be HAPPIER there than sub
ject to his whims and cruelties. Why
do you suppose he brought me hereto
night % - d.
Il am sure / do not know" "r..--...s.sts
..'He told me-" she whispered, clasp
ing her hands tightly together as she
spoke, ''that we were coming to our
death to-night, and we must come; to-
gether! Oh, Frank, what do you sup
pose he means %
"Only to terrify you," / said sooth-
ingiy. ''He is a bundle of old Scotch
and always was" no
"And. Frank, once when thought
heard footsteps close behind us, and
turned my head to see, he jerked my
arm and told me not to look-that-