The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1876-08-17

den raps sounded on doors, signing
intonetiOns like the moaning wind
were heard, and 3 prolonged sound
aWOke the d1ll echoes Of the garTet as
the reverberatiOns of thunder roll
along the sky. Horror in its most
blOod-eurdling form was suggested by
this summons to shiyering wskefuI-
ness. 1t may be safely said that
every separate hair stood on end with
fear on the respective heads OF
seventy-five girls and corps of teach
ers when the walls SHOOK with this
wave OF slowly approaching and re-
ceding vibration. Miss Crane sat
helpless aud stupefied. What wOul
be the end :?
HL-A PRINCESS AND HER JAILER
Miss Palmer vas sent on an srrand.
She would have eDjOved the walk had
not sigh of regret swelled up from
her heart with the reflection that she
had no other time to study her Ger
man lesson. The young teacher, gift
ed with one of those minds which as
simulate all knowledge through the
medium of a poetic fancy, was in
much the position of a thirsty soul
| ID Dlu0En " uAlHh ~ q ACIl klfAk
fountain, hut has 30 minister to the
need OF others first.
She WAS scarcely astOnished at this
period OF general excitement, when a
/ bend Of the road brought her close to
the girl in the crimson gown, talking
with a stranger, whose sallOW com
plexiOD, broad cavalier hat, and pic
turesque cloak, marked him as q
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the cage indeed Both cOnversed in
a rapid, unknown tongue, with many
animated gestures of the supple wrists
and fingers which do not belong to
our race, and q thin wreath Of smoke
curled from the cigarettes in the
strangers mouth and held between
the red lips of the girl.
A thrill of dismAy swept over the
spectator at thus behOlding one of the
Olesnder flock smoking on the public
highway !
The cavalier turned on HE heel
with muttered word OF farewell.
The girl confronted Miss Palmer, her
features quivering with passion.
"My cousin AntoliO has arrived.
Are you going to tell ?'' ~
"Yes," very quietly and firmly.
always the same All will be
victor yet"
SIT is my duty, AnnuneIata."
The cuiprit snapped her brown
fingers in the air. "YOu have much
to say about duty here" was her con-
temptuous rejosnder. "TelI OF me,
and you must be sorry"
"I am not afraid Of you" said the
young teacher, steadily, and they
turned back toward the school.
The minister came riding along the
road. Miss Palmer flushed slightly
as he bowed Annuneista JOsafina
GOmeTsaleZ was an extraordinary
figure to be met in the early morning
back among the hills. Her crimson
gown trailed behind her with q SER
pentine motion, and great. coils of
gold eneircled her oliVs-tinted throat
and wrists. The Puritan Beatness
and simplicity OF. her cOmpaniOn's at
tire was more in harmony with the
scene.
"a pOmegranate blossom and a shy
WoOd-anemOne," the minister decid-
ed mentally and then, as his eyes
encountered the clear calm gaze of
Miss Palmer, the thoughts of each re-
Verted TO q day of the previous sum-
mer when tney had met under very
unusual circumstances. ~
The minister was making his way
through thieket on the slope above
the school, where the cascade drowned
approaching footsteps in its own
tumultuOQs music, and he beheld the
teacher, Miss Palmer, suspended over
the waters by that strong and playful
Dhflg-- -
Annunciata Josafina GomerssleZ,
then in q towering rage with her
guardian for refusing to gather her
vine of poison ivy. The wild erea-
ture had laughed when the minister
had sternly interfered, and Miss
Palmer, white as death, drew back
iering outward complaint.
''She Is my jailer, and am prin-
cess. Oh, you cannot break her will
by fright, for all she be so quiet No,
no; she is steel. I hate you all
here 90
tt was vacation. Miss Crane was
recruiting her strength elsewhere F;
the young teacher had no home to
visit, and the princess, from distant |
South America, where her father was
supposed to own q diamond mine, |
had been left in her charge,
The minister, shocked aud alarmed,
had written to Miss Crane. The two |
girls had gone home silently, until
the pupil remarked. IT could kill
you, would you be afraid OF me ?"
81 think not. Some forms Ct life |
are worse than death, y said the teach |
er, in detected tone, and her eyes
filled with sudden tears,
To the-sayage nature, placing an |
object beyond reach inspires respect. !
Annunciata took one of the big yell
low diamonds from her finger and |
thrust it upon her jailer.
"You seem to forget that / am a |
lady," said Miss Palmer, repulsing
All this had occurred on the warm
July day when HiIldale was IN the
hay field. Miss Crane had COM
promised by taking the princess to a
watering.piace, and she had not ex-
PEELED her. II the whole truth must |
be told, the swarthy papa, supposed |
owner Of the diamond mine, paid mu-
nifieently for the tuition OF his |
daughter, only stipulsting that her
letters should be watched.
"My cousin Antonio sees Miss |
Crane. He means no harm. Tell Of |
me IL you dare p said Annunciata.
when they reached the school once
more.
Miss Palmer did not reply, and i'm
medistely reported Miss GOmersaleZ |
outside the boundary hedge in school |
hours, talking with gentleman.
Cousin Antonio presented himself |
before Miss Crane with an aspect of |
respectful homage which quite fur |
ried the lady. He had already |
aroused the liveliest curiosity in the |
village by his advent, the hue of his |
complexion, and the length of his |
mustsches. The prOpriety OF the ]
cousins was admirable each sat stiff |
dy on the edge Of chair IA the pres
enee OF the beaming principal, and |
conversed in difhc1lt English, |
Before night \ fresh wave OF disturb |
ance broke oxer Oleander Seminary, |
end shook the venerable edifice 10 its |
foundations. A note was discovered |
on Miss Cranes table, addressed IN 3
.handWritting startingly like the min
fster1s-if nnt-his. -nuyl, f.nr tn8sairiG !
these words Mss PIlnler Is q
thief, and stolen triHkets are aow IN
her possession"
o sombfe October shadows length I
ening from the base OF the gray hills,
and In the dull cold sky promise Of
an approaching storm Gone the
glory OF golden day, when the draw
Ing class formed evanescent resnlu-
tions in the observatory quenched
the Joyous promise OF the SUMS very
presence, with Senior Antonio haunt
ing the village tavern and more than
one pair Of eyes in the parsonage
turned thouehtfnlly toward the old
red house on the hill.
IVA PRISONER AT THE BAR.
Helen Palmer, assistant teacher and
pupil, passed through three distinct
phases of suffering when the eyes of
all her companions turned on her
with astonishment and shadowing
distrust, for the unseen foe took care
that the intelligence of her guilt
should spread beyond the note on
prudent Miss Cranes desk, and bits
of psper containing the same state
ment were showered about the school,
on the threshold, in desks, between
the leaves of books, and in rooms.