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

through q tunnel.
Into this tu"ncl plunged the
train on this memorable evening.
The lamps had not been lighted in
! the cur, and Ct course every thing
was wrapped in midnight dark
ness.
"s1ay / have a kiss ?" whisper
! Tom, leaning toward The brown
veil. "Just onc," he pleaded.
There wasn't tany reply in words,
but Tom, whose arm had stolen
about the silent young lady's
waist, felt curious trcmble shake
her. lie didn't know but what
she was laughing at him.
"SiIence gives CONSENT" said
Tom, and pulled away tho brown
veil and pumped a whopp!ng kiss
somewhere in the vicinity Of the
car.
Just then the train dashed out
of tho tunnel, and Tom hoped to
see 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 a plunge for the plat
form, but he couldn't escape his
fate. The brown veil followed
him.
"Who tho dickens can it be? 2"
thought Tom. IF it's any one
who's going to stay here awhile,
Kittie will be sure TO hear Of it,
and l don't know how l could ex-
plain it to her satisfactorily. Wo-
men are so particular"
"IelIo, Tom! !! called out q
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 me-"
"That woman in the brown vcil?"
said Bernard, looking about among
the crowd; Il don't sec any"
Tom breathcd frocr.
II don't see her now. I don't
know who she was, but there was
something kind Of familiar in her
appearance, | fancicd. 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 no objection,
she said, with Il queer little trcn-
BILE in her voice, as if Il laugh were
not fur back of it.
"WiLh ne y cried Tom, agh&st
;.I-that is"
"Oh, it doesn't make any d!f9r'
cncc:" laughed the lady, and Tom's
eyes were something worth sccIr G
when he heard that laugh. "Dcal
dear! It's TOO good to keep! Oh
Tom! Don't you know mc?'
Up went the brown veil, and
there stood Kitty, her face per
Eoctly convulscd with mcrriment
"I'I! be shot if it isn't my wife +
cried Tom, looking as ho wante'
to faint, or dc something equally
divcrLing.
"Didn't know your own wife +
cried Bernard. II declare, if tina
isn't the richest joke ofthe season
1 say, Tom, | must tell the boy
about that. Oh | must really"
: "Just onc," whispered Kittie t.
Tom with her eyes full Of mis-
chief. "Silcncc gives consent.
"Wouldn't you like another one !?
, Toms face was as red as the ros
in kittic's hat.
! "Ifyou'll keep still about that
"You'll get me that lavcnde
3 silk" finished kittie.
"Ics, I'll do it," cried Tom
"Just say it's bargain"
> "And you'll never do SO again ?
u added Kittie.
Never, as sure as my name
Tom Vernon" said Tom, solemn
y ly.
"Well on these terms, agrc
J. to say nothing about it, but
n Was SO rich!' and Kittic couldn'
4 help laughing till she cried, "Ot
D Tom, to think Of it!'
Tom declares that he knew VIII
j. the lady in the brown veil was a
/, the time, but he can't make hi
D wife believe it. She got the laven
l der silk, and the transaction bid
fair to be q lucky one for her, be
+ cause if she wants anything she ha
+ only to say: "Just onc!" and IS
lence gives CONSENT" and Ton
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