The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-10-04

OF an uncle and aunt in Liverpool, in order
that she might be kept out of the way un-
til Harold should have left London and
gone out to the West Indies, where he hopcd
to make fortune.
But, Harold, DEAR" the girl whispered.
1.-THE thing is impossible. My uncle will be
at the station waiting for me with the car
rage. Doyou think he would be likely to
fall into our plans ?'
mo, Alice; | have thought of that. If
you have courage--and 1 know you have
and are very quick we can escape and defy
him. Now listen, and don't be afraid
Just before we get to Liverpool the train
enters tunnel, and inside the mouth of
the tunnel we stop for minute-a bare mo-
ment-to make sure that all is clear. Twill
have the door open, and l will take YOU in
my arms and get out it will be perfectly
easy and safe; and Polly shall follow with
out one instant of delay. Then we hold
our breaths, and stand in the darkness
close up to the tunnel wall for only a mo-
ment, until the train rushes by; and then
we get quietly out, take to the road, get n
carriage at the nearest inn, and drive to
any station Oh the line where we can wait
for the Scottish mail.
Your uncle will only suppose that YOU
have put off coming for day; he will
grumble and wait for you tomorrow with
out doing or even suspecting any thing.
and then it will be too a;e.'
eff we are killed.
dearest, do you think 1 would expose
you TO any danger?''
''No, Harold, it was not that. was
only going to say that if we are killed.
mean if we are lsilled-we shall be killed
together p
Harold embraced his intrepid and des-
perate tiancee, and the plan was resolved
ON. A few whispered words conveyed the
whole to stout-hearted Polly, who had
romantic heart, and would have gone with
these lovers any where-leaped with them
out of an express train flying at full speed
rather than desert Them The moments
went by the tunnel was near the two
young balristers had long since been fast
asleep in good reality; Harold softly OPEN
ed the door, and stood close TO it with Alice
in his arms the faithful Polly loaded her
self with such Of her mistress's cloaks an6
shawls and things as she could attempt to
carry; the train began already to slacken its
speed they were at the mouth of the tun-
mel; Harold said, in whisper, "Noao,
love| And Alice shut her eyes, and press
ed her face against his shoulder.
The train ratified and crushed through
the echoing tunnel. The hollow, hideous
reverberations aroused our sleeping barris
ters. Sargent started up, and rubbed his
eyes.
Halo, RossmoIe, this is the Edgehill
Tunnel ! We shall be in Liverpool in
moment. Shake yourself up, old bow r'
"All right, replied Rossmore, yawning
fGlad we're in. But say, Sargent look
here.why-did we Stop anywhere ?''
cor course not Why do you ask?''
Then where are our fellow travellers ?''
"Good Heavens To be sure, where are
they? l forgot all about them But they
were here-that's certain and we stopped
at no station, and now they are gone r.
"Coufound it, / never knew anytbinp
like that That man, Harold, whoever he
was, came in mysteriously, and now he has
gone out even more mysterously, and spir-
tied away the two women along with him -
81 say, Rossmore, how if your sugges-
ton OF this evening should have turned out
prediction? Have we had ghosts in our
railway train?'
Both laughed-both were incredulous
and the train rushed into the crowded. bust
ling, blazing station at Liverpool Our
friends spoke to the guard OF The train, who
was much amazed at first to hear of the
disappearance Of the three passengers but
he seemed to think that, in the case OF SO
audacious'a lover as Harold Rivers, any
thing was possible-and then, there aeas a
momentary stoppage in the tunnel.
80 The barTisters made no further inqui-
lies, but took it for granted that all was
right somehow, and went to their hotel.
They heard the end of the story, how
ever, even before they returned to London.
for they met Harold Rivers and his young
wife in Liverpool ten days after The paiI
had just returned from Scotland where
they were married They had, of course,
written of at once TO Alice's mother, an,
nouncing their marriage, and they were in
good hope that she would soon accept the
situation. They could afford to wait lit
Tie, for they were married and happy, and
Harold had made up his mind that he would
not go to the West Indies.