The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-12-23

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Into this tunnel plunged the
train on this memorable evening.
The lamps had not been lighted in
the Cur. and Ct course everything
WAS wrapped in midnight dark
ness.
"May have kiss p whisper
! Tom, leaning toward The brown
veil. "Just one," he pleaded.
There wasn't any reply in words,
: but Tom, whose arm had stolen
about the silent young lady's
waist, felt a curious tremble shake
, her. lie didn't know but what
she was laughing at him.
"Silence gives CONSENT" said
Tom, and pulled away tho brown
veil and pumped 4 whopping kiss
somewhere in the vicinity Of the
! car.
Just then the train dashed out
of the tunnel, and Tom hoped to
sec the face Of his queer CON-
panion. But the brown veil was
, down.
The train stopped, and Tom got
up to get off.
So did his companion.
A cold shiver ran all over him.
What if the story should leak out!
He hurried out of the car, and
looked around at the door, to find
/ the brown veil close behind him.
lie made q plunge for the plat
form, but he couldn't escape his
fate. The brown veil followed
him.
"Who tho dickens can it bc?"
thought Tom. IF it's any one
who's going to stay hero awhile,
Kittic will be sure TO hear Of it,
and | don't know how | could eX-
plain it to her satisfactorily. Wo-
men are so particular"
"Iello, Tom !' called ont .
friend, coming up just then. ;'Just
from the city,"
eyes," said Tom, who was medi-
tating hasty retreat. "Who is
that woman in the brown veil,
Bernard She came up on the
train with nc"
"That woman in the brown vci!?"
said Bernard, looking about among
the crowd; Il don't see any"
Tom brcathcd frecr.
ii don't sec her now. I don't
know who she was, but there was
something kind Of familiar in her
appearance, | faDcicd Good gra-
ciouS?"
Toms last remark was caused
by the appearance at his elbow Of
the Identical lady in the brown
veil.
"I'd like to walk home with
you, if you have NJ objection, "
she said, with 4 queer little trcn-
ble in her voice, as if q laugh were
not far back Of it.
"Wilh me ~ cried Tom, agh&st
:.I-thaL is"
"Oh: it doesn't make any di!f9r-
cncc." laughed the lady, and Tom's :
eyes were something worth seeing &
when he heard thai laugh. "Dear
dear! It's loo good to keep! Oh:
Tom! Don't you know me ?'
Up went the brown veil, and
there stood Kitty, her face per.
roctly convuiscd with mcrrimcnt
'III be shot if it isn't my wife!''
cried Tom, looking Is ho wanted
to faint, or do something equally
divcrling.
"Didn't know your own wife =
cried Bernard. II declare, if thai
) isn't the richest joke ofthe season
| say, Tom, | must tell the boy:
about that. Oh | must really"
"Just onc," whispered Kistic tc
Tom with her eyes full Of mis-
chief. "Silcnce gives consent" -
"Wouldn't you like another one p
} Toms face wasas red as the rose
in Kittic's hat.
"Ifyou'll keep still about that
"You'll get me that lavcndc
: silk" finished Kittie.
Yes, I'll do it," cried Tom
"Just say it's a bargain"
> "And you'll never do so again :?
added Kittic.
Never, as sure as my name
Tom Vernon,' said Tom, solemn
> ly.
well on these terms, l agrc
i to say nothing about it, but
l was SO rich!" and Kittic couldn'
l hclp laughing till She cried, "Oh
} Tom, to think Of it!''
Tom declares that he knew wh(
= the lady in the brown veil was al
, the time, but he can't make hi
wife believe it. She got the laven
der silk, and the transaction Did
fair to be q lucky one for her, be
+ cause if she wants anything she ha
. only to say: "Just onc!' and Isl
lence gives CONSENT" and Tom
S looking decidedly shcepish, is sur