The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1870-11-10

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g Juliet Darfey learned out of the
stage coach window. and breathed in
the mountain atmosphere with a sen.
sation of inefable pleasure. .G5IH 5H5
Mathis is better than Broad way
fh8hght the young lady, as her eye
royed over the wild expanse of wood
and field that snfroundedIhef. sii.l -
s1Jdliet barley was a handsome girl
Of eighteen; and there was some.
thing definite, impalpable in her whole
air, and, styles thato bespoke her a
young aristocrat. avsd q b5-a q 4
Opposite d sedate English maid sat,
who coaxingly said :55se sev ). sgl.sar
"aYou'H sstopgat the village over
night, Miss Julieta See, its after sun
down now isal 2sia- s'3.'',i - i.''
=, Juliet laughed. -ecfa4. al gs,,.
eff Stephens, for o woman who has
crossed the Atlanticf three times, you
are the worst traveller know. Yes,
wen stop at Heartsdale over night"
j.. Stephens looked relieved !; while
Juliet smiled atol herself through the
very vitalitysof her youth and happi-
-oa5,;I 51I SBogH B:tB III al0W % i.s2si
Ii why, should she not Wealth and
ease and conscious beauty. had era
died her from her youth up. Or
phaned before she was old enough to
realize the loss she was sustaining,
her guardians had never allowed her
to miss a fathers care or a mothers
love, and the spoiled, charming child
had grown into spoiled. charming
woman, And now, at eighteen, she
was on,ihera way to the mountains,
there to meet the sisters of the young
man to WHOM she was hetrothed, for
al isummer,atons among the grand
noRthern wilderness. Roger Wayne
was to be Of the party also; and to
our enthusiastic Juliet il seemed like
q coming glimpse of Arcadia nj e.
3oT Thank goodness we're there at
lastls' gfumbled Stephens, as the stage
stopped at the one little aaway-side
inn " Of Heartsdale. is.,s5Iq .soieot5
anHlAa ,parlor land two bedrooms
yes'm. certainly and two cups of tea,
right right away Yes'Ip' Supper ant till
SIX, aai4og4 baa .94u]fn3uG 20 sa;f
. Fhe little qarlor; with its crimson
ingram carpet and neat chintz-cov-
cred furniture, was q, very inviting
place, and Juliet drew. the easy-chair
closer to- the window, looping back
the white muslin curtains, with sign
of relief - +. ~" 5i., -, -, -.
hTs ts There's nothin' like aHowin' ones
self iplentygof, f,rest, 2 said the English
maid.Es1 eIg do believe Miss would
travel all night, If she hadn't some
body older and wiser along to tell her
when to, stop. 4tislcaH very well gfor
!eighteeB butnwhen aeibody gets to
fofty-eights1 and has the flynn rheu-
q Inatiz 81 IN gil heR bones, it gets toe be q
Different dihffesf athingritodoo indeed And
as for My isakess ialivel What's
that? -. ..jo2 59a' s.,
And Juliet, springing ont of her
cozy chintz nest, echoed the question
s9-H Stephens, whatlis that Pr oiaGsob g
1eItowasia icfy, wild and piercing as
that ofsoae dpimb animal in pain,
yet enthusiastically human n in its ac-
cents. sThe next moment a. figure,
dressed fniwhite, q adafted through the
open door Of their ROOM and caught
hold Of Jnliet's arm. o4d} 9qaW sar,fsFf
.fssSaFe mel save me iDsaizbsd 6 has
ts Juliet Darley's nature was singular.
" deliberate and composed, After
the, first momentary thrill of terror
she, kthe slender little form into
horarmsasdi bsiaea3 sIom sga7f .iaai
"Save you? from what, my child
There, there; do not tremble so-ne
one shall harm you here -
l@ A slight creature, Worn 'S and attenu
ated. with great blue eyes and tangled
| golden hair pushed carelessly back in
to net, and crimson spots burning
| like torchet ON either cheek. there wa,
yet an iron strength in the grasp o
| her thin hand. - -. -.
81 6"I am not a child" she said indig
nantly;a Il am twenty-one, and an
engaged to be married. n You mus
not call me child r ,..asaf a#a6 .,..
go "sPoor dear!" said Stephens, ap
preaching with bottle of eau-de
cologne, "she's sick. Smell to this
Miss. dear.,ej s1nsW 49f5A'l oiil9 II
But the perfuned waters were re
I pulsed With an impatient movement
-a"Go away you are a sott-steppin,
cati" CRIED the new conner "I lik
this girl With the soft eyes and th
gentle touch. She will not let then
carry me off to 9 mad-house, when
am not lmadl sWhy,IIam toabe mar
|ried in . month ;Iand what would IA
say sYyqos ol suoajeob JiH ojB gnosl3,
Juliet beganito read the truth now
looking down into the troubled ligh