Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1875-05-20
breakfast. He took it at half past


and terrifying me about "my burglar,
and once, happening to meet him o.
the doorstep, he asked Mr.. Airlie ii
to have cigar and glass of ale.
Our lodger accepted the invitation
and sat and talked for over an hour
during which 1 saw John was tryin.
to learn something about him; bu
Intellectually. ia5saeA
my dear,"I said, smiling, when
we We're alone. II suspect you know
now about as much about or burgla
as | do"
1Near about the same;" he answered
Giles a. close as the two shells of
walnut. But I know this"
''That he is exceedingly cookbook
ing" I broke in ~ Q#m5
"Good-lookingl BAIL That is all you
women think Of"
Exactly, or perhaps l shouldn'
have married you, john" d l3 a..
That made him laugh, and getting
up, he gave me a kiss for my com
pliment.
"No," he went on, resuming his seat
"What / meant to say was that be bat
something upon his mind. Though be
can't be more than twenty seven at the
most, he hasn't bit of spirit, and
talks with all the air of a pre- occupied
man, who is ever brooding over some
trouble. Perhaps said John, extend
ing his slippered feet to the fire che
has robbed, or is about to rob his en-
ployers."
"John !" cried; "you honel mon
ster! How can you say such dreadful
things! It's only out of spite, because
''my burglar" has turned the very pat
tern of dodgers"
l stopped, checked by gentle tap
at the door. 1t was Miss Kathleen
Millbrooke. Her uncle was asleep,
and she had made an excuse to come
down for chat, know, poor child
SO, as she was favorite of Johns
asked her in.
When she again went up stairs, after
pause, John said:
81 say, Meg, suppose Mr.. Airlit
and that young girl should fall in
loyes' -s..s- -..~--
IN onsense, John! Mr.. Fortescut
would never hear of it"
"Why not =
because am certain, from what
have caught here and there, that he ii
much richer than he lets on be seen. S.
it is scarcely likely he would permit
his niece, who is his heiress, 10 marry 1
a man who has probably robbed hi
employers.
"You have me there, Meg, so We
had better have supper"
What subject is more prolific of ideas
to a woman than marriage? John had
put thought into my head, which
though as small as pins head at frs
soon grew to large dimensions. When
ever I saw Mr.. Arlie, l thought o
Miss Milbrooke, and whenever I saw
her, I thought of him until in m.
mind at least, they were united. Ant
I began to hope that what John ha(
supposed" might be possible, for thu
more I saw Of the two, the moro
liked them. They appeared both il
need Of happiness, l reflected. On
might bring it to the other.
But how could it ever be brough
about. Love at first sight is possible
But love at no sight at all is assured,
not aud owing to his early departur,
and late return. Mr.. Airlie and Mis-
Milbrooke never met even upon th'
stairs.
"Ask them both down to tea," sug
gested John, as we sat in our COS,
parlor, l at work, and he doing SOM
writing.
y "Mr Fortescue would net let he
come I said.
"Ask Airlie alone, then, and maxi
an excuse to get her down afterward
At any rate, it will be relief to him
seated moping up in that little room
every evening, with not friend will
whom to exchange word.
'That might do" pondered, press
ing the tip of my needle thoughtful,
to my lips; then gave such a start tina
I pricked myself, as l exclaimed
"Good gracious John, what is
that"
Chow can I tell, Meg I" he answers,
rising quickly. "It is Mr.. Fortescue'
voice"
"He is quarrelliug,' I exclaimed, il
alarm, as l hurried after John to tn
door.
The words which had made me star
were: f
'sYou unmitigated scoundrelr
Opening the door, John was abou
to hasten out; but, abruptly DRAWN,
back, motioned me to silence. Then
mute as mice, we listened. Remembs