Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-12-13

nfhy ~ we gatnefed around the nre
Sharpe's. 1 ~ ni
"It's not story with good ending
like your magazine stories, that ar,
written so as not to shock the nerves o.
fine lady readers. No, not at all. Bu
I'll show you what metal Helen Grang
er was made of. r'.aa1 81
"She was Sam Granger's daughter
You know Sam-the freight master
at Bristol; laid up with rheumatism
now but when he is well, the toughest
wiriest fellow i'm the country.
"Six years ago when Helen promised
to be Charley Warnich's wife. l wa:
telling you about Charley two or three
nights since, believe.
"They were well matched, and they
loved each other dearly.
Helen wasya remarkably handsome
girl. You don't clap your eyes on
many like her.
"You might have dipped her in the
salt sea, and she would have come out
with her face as white and her cheeks
as red as before; and her bright, curly,
brown hair was all her own, and il
didn't owe its curl to being done up in
crimpers and braided at night, either.
"She had waits such as man likes
to put his arm around.
"No corset springs and steel braces
for him to press against.
ss0fcourse there was another sweet
heart In the case; there always is when
such q charming girl as Helen Granger
is concerned.
"Carl Deutzel was German. A slow
heavy, stolid sort of FELLOW, with a
dull blue eye, thick, lead-colOred lips,
and big beard.
she looked as If nature had ex-
hausted her material in making his
head. and not having enough for his
neck had left that out altogether. Deut-
Eel was an officer on the road, of some
degree of influence and wealth.
"He prosecuted Helen a good deal
with his presents of jewelry and fancy
gimcracks, for it is persecution to a wo-
man to be offered gifts from man she
doesn't love. But just let her love him
and she'll kneel down on her knees to
kiss a flower thrown away.
'Tbe ways of some women are
strange, and not one man in dozen
ever understands them.
''Deutzel had done heap in an
underhand kind of way TO hurt Charley
with the company, but fortunately the
superintendent was a man with mind
OF his own, and he wasn't so pig-headed
as to dismiss faithful servant on any
rich Dutchman's account.
"Deutzel had an idea that if Charley
was out of the way Helen could De easi-
ly won; but know that Helen would
hate hated him just as bad as if she had
never seen Charley Warnich.
''One Saturday night after all the
trains were in, the superintendent sent
Charley TO the city on some special er-
rand.
"Charley had the "Dunderburg," his
favorite engine, and as he ran down he
halted minute at Granger's to see
Helen, to get sample of wOrsted she
wanted matched in town.
"Deutzel was smoking pipe with
old Granger.
.. 'lt'll be lonesome trip back to-
night, he said to Charley. BY George.
| wouldn't want the jobr
You're not an engineer, said
Charley, and besides I'm never lone
some. l have my thoughts for COM
pany,' with glance at Helen, then he
stopped over the girl, kissed her, and
said good night.
''He was none of your sheepish,
sneaking kind of fellows to be ashamed
of making the girl of his choice happy
before folks.
"Helen went to the door with MIN,
lingering a little over the parting as a
loving women will.
"Deutzel stopped an hour or so and
then took his leave.
'sHelen had been watching him close
ly.
'There was a red spot on each of his
sallow cheeks, and mis- dull eyes actual
ly cleaned as he turned his face an in
slant to the light.
{" Father said Helen, after he had
gone. 'thereis mischiefin Carl tonight.
saw the devil in his face.
4" Nonsense said old Granger, put
ting his pipe on the shelf and taking
himself to his bedroom. You are as
full of fancies as an old grandame. Go
TO bed and sleep 'em off, -.t
''Af.er he had got to snoring, Helen
threw shawl around her and went
out into the dark. ..F -. ii
'It was damp and foggy.
ga cold wind blew from the sea, and
walled through the pine trees like some
mortal creature in distress.
''She took the railroad track, and be-
gan walking rapidly towards the city.
'What she feared she did not know.
"She went on for more than mile
until she saw the lights at the bridge
over the river.
"'rhe signals said all was right.
"Still she sped on. Ii was tidal
river, and there was draw for small
steamers to pass through.
GAS her foot touched the outer tim
bers of the bridge she heard the clock
of ST. Stephens striking twelve.
"Just the time when Charley had said
he would return.
'Even as she stood there she heard
the approaching wistle of the Dunden-
burg, so shrill and clear. and so easily
distinguished from others.
"He was coming! Her heart beat
faster. She thought she would crouch
down there in the dark, and see him
safe over the bridge. 1t was always
sweet TO her to be near him.
''She took few steps forward-the
light from one of the signal lanterns
flashed over the bridge and showed her
that the drdn ,cdS upi
sI ike liphtnipo she larted forward