Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1874-06-17

eye, and view to business. I'll agree
to get the start of You in some way il
you'll get me lavender silk"
agreed y responded Tom. "Bul
I'm afraid you won't have your new
dress very soon, my dear"
See if don't" said Mrs. Vernon
wisely. ut isn't such a hard thing to
get the start of you men as you think
it is. We could do it any day if We
cared to try"
"Ohl" laughed Tom, giving her 9
kiss as he spoke, We are not conceited
at all, are we?'
Not the least" answered his pretty
wife ''you wait and see how the case
stands by and by"
swell, I'll wait, answered Tom, rush.
ing round distractedly in search of his
hat" 'Where the dickens ?-I hear
the train coming, and I've only three
minutes to get to the depot in. Oh,
here it is; good bye, Kitty, and remem-
Der, l predict that you will lose your
new silk Dress" and with another kiss
he was off.
"Rather poor show for comfort, u
thought Tom Vernon, two or three days
after that, as he entered the crowded
car, and looked about him for vacant
seat.
Every seat was occupied. The poor
fellow thought he had got to make the
best of it and take a standing ride
homeward, when a young lady, at least
he considered she was a young lady
from her style of dress, but couldn't be
certain of anything, because her face
was hidden under a brown veil,
beckoned him toward her, and offered
him half her seat.
Tom was always very susceptible.
The fair sex had kept his heart in a
continual futter before he married.
Now, he felt sure that there wasn't a
woman like Kitty in the world, and yet
he couldn't overcome his susceptibility.
A pair of bright eyes bewitched him for
the time being. A smile from pretty
face was too much for him to resist.
Therefore, when this veiled lady
offered him a seat beside her, Tom,
with face that was very expressive of
the pleasure with which he accepted
the offer, came forward and sat down,
wondering who it could be behind the
brown veil. Some young lady who
knew him by sight, he was pretty sure,
because there was something IN the
trim little figure that seemed rather
familiar to him.
The train started with jerk, and the
young lady was nearly twitched off the
seat. Tom helped her to become settled,
and in some way his hand got entangled
with hers, and he didn't try to disen-
tangle it. The young lady didn't seem
to have any very serious objections to
the situation, for she permitted Toms
fingers to cling to her own daintily
gloved one under cover of her shawl.
Tom said something once or twice,
but the lady didn't seem inclined to
talk much.
1t was perhaps half hours ride from
the city to the place where Tom got of.
A half hour doesn't seem very long, but
it was quite long enough for Tom to get
ND a silent Irritation with his young
lady companion. Once or twice he
wondered what his wife would say if
she knew all about it. But then it was
Just to pass away the time. and there
wasn't any harm in it. Merely an inno-
cent amusement.
Just before reaching the station where
Tom lives, the train passed through
tunnel.
Into this tunnel plunged the train
on this memorable evening. The lamps
had not been lighted in the car, and OF
course everything was wrapped In mid
night darkness.
MAY have a kiss ?" whispered Tom,
leaning toward the brown Veil. Just
one," lie pleaded.
There wasn't any reply in words, but
Tom. whose arm had stolen about the
silent young lady's waist, felt curious
trembie shake her. He didn't know but
she was laughing ut him.
"Silence gives consent, said Iom,
and pulled away the brown veil and
pumped whopping kiss somewhere In
the vicinity of her ear. -,
inst then the train dashed out OF the
tunnel, and Tom hoped to see the lace
of his oueer companion. But the brown
veil was down.
The train stopped, and Tom got up
to get off.
So did his companion.
A cold shiver ran over him. What IL
the story should leap out :,
He hurried out of the car, and looked
aroupd at the door, to find the brown
veil close behind him.
He made plunge for the platform
but he couldn't escape his fate. Inc
brown veil followed him.
ssWho the dickens can 1t be? thou8nt
Tom. "If it's any one who's going to
stav here awhile, Kittie will be sure to
hear of il, and don't know how couid
explain it to her satisfactorily. women
are SO particular. ,
"Hello, Tom" called ont frlend,
coming up just then. Just from 'ne
city? ?" med;tat;no
bosty retreat. WHO is that woman
in the brown veil, Bernard? She came
mn on the train with me-. o.,
.sTbat woman in the brown veii
so;d Bernard. looking about among the
crowd 81 don't see any.
Tom breathed freer. .,-
81 don't see her now. 1 dldn Know
who she was, but there was something
kind of familiar in her appearance l
faucied. Good gracious hr
.eTon,'s last remark was caused oy
the appearance at his elbow OF the ioen-
tical lady in the brown veil :,
ard like to walk home win you; =
Won have no objection, she said' Will