The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-03-08

rill."
The door opened, and little figure, look
ing itself like a snow-wreath, leaned out
into the darkness, and called in the softest
and clearest voice, with little upward in
Election:
"Lancelot ?"
"He has not come-go in out of the snow,
Lefty" was the abrupt, almost sharp an
swer.
"Not come--O Russ w
The young man sprang from the wagon
and walked directly up to the startled,
trembling little figure in the doorway. The
pretty bloom had all faded out of the young
face, leaving it as white as the robe she
wore.
"What has happened, Russ? o, tell me
at once! l have been nearly wild with sus-
pense and alarm these two hours" she
whispered, clinging to her brothers arm.
presume there is some good reason for
his detention, and doubtless tomorrow will
bring it all right. will go down and tell
them that Morrill, is detained by the storm,
shall p"
eyes, o yes And Russ, must l go
down? I am SO nervous r' And the little
hands clutched each other convulsively
"No, I'll make it all right with the COM
pany thank Heaven they are only our
friends. There, dear, keep up brave
heart;' and he stopped and kissed the
dropping lids with caressing tenderness,
and went out.
The trains came through regularly the
next morning, but no Lancelot Morrill,
made his appearance in Blainford. They
waited till afternoon and then telegraphed
to Dalton. The reply came back that Ian
celot Morrill, had left Dalton OH the 10 A.
M, train of the previous day, for Blain-
ford.
Poor Lefty Thornton lay in Mysteries all
that night, and Colonel Thornton swore
fearful oaths against the man who had put
this shame and slight upon his beautiful,
petted daughter. Russell started immedi-
ately for Dalton, to gather all possible par
ticulars relating to the strange affair. They
were, however, of the most meagre and un-
satisfactory character.
Mrs. Boone, Morrilps landlady, said that
he had told her several days before that he
was to be married on the twenty-fifth of
January. He had mentioned it again, that
morning, but had not said whether he
should return there to board His trunk
and several suits of clothing were in his
room just as he left them. He had also
mentioned the fact of his intended mar
riage to his employer - he was clerk in
a large clothing house-and he had advanc-
ed him two hundred dollars on his salary.
The latest and most direct testimony,
however, was from the depot-master at Dal-
ton. He had sold him ticket the morning
of the twenty fifth of January for Blain-
ford, and had seen him get on the train
And, strangely enough, no one seemed to
have seen him afterwards. The conductor
ON the train was new on the route, and did
not know Morrill,, and had no particular
fecolectlon OF the passengers who got on
that morning at Dalton.
What could have become of him? In a
car containing thirty persons, in broad day
light, he certainly could not have been muir
dered and if any accident or illness had
overtaken him, it must in like manner have
been known. But no one had seen or heard
of him after the car door closed upon him
at Dalton. Detectives were put to work,
rewards were offered, and every effort which
human thought could suggest was made to
get some trace of the missing man.
Months passed away, but skill and money
were in vain, and the search was at length
abandoned, and Lancelot Morrill, was add
ed to the list of mysterious disappearances,
which so puzzle and bewilder human saga
city.
1t was admitted to be one of the strang-
est of all those strange occurrences. A
young man in perfect mental and physical