The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1876-10-19
nibble at way-side heritage. We found

nibble at way-side heritage. We found
shelter at last beneath the old shed OF
an clubhouse, and here a fash of light.
ming, more vivid than any before, SEEM
ed to completely envelop us. Cid flung
herself shrinking into my arms, and l
held her close while the tumult ragged
on. There cam a hush at last. The
shower was going round, Mr. Harmon
said to Cid. He was thankful for her
sake. He had the warmest sympathy
for those who suffered from dread of
thunder-storms. 1t was q constitutional
timidity, he thought, impossible to con-
troll.
Yes, she believed it was, Cid answer
ed, constrainedly, quite herself again,
the danger being past. Should she
discuss her personal peculiaritics with
a"pathetic" fortune .tellerp The saints
forbid!
Rather benumbed by her frigidity,
he addressed himself to me.
You are the Miss Curtis, are you
not? Excuse me-you perceive l have
studied the hotel register, and seeing
that name, | Immediately fancied | de-
tected in you a resemblance to certain
relatives of mine of the same name. |
wonder IL our families are not ~distantly
connectedp Is not my n ia
miliarp"
"No, sir, not at ALL" But need not
have spoken with such unf1attering en-.
ergy. l was ashamed, the next mo-
mcnt, when the "emblematic" clair
voyant turned away with an air of
wounded pride.
"He has gentlemanly manners, I'm
free to confess" said Cid, n little COM
punctiously, as we pursued our journey /;
"but where it comes to his claiming
kindred with a girl of your standing,
it's II little too presumptuous. Do you
know, Laura, l had a strange feeling
come over me whenever l caught his
eye, a feeling as if he might bewitch me
somehow | don't think it is safe to
have any thing to do with such q per-
SON."
But we had not yet parted company
with him. At the next wooded hill we
found him waiting to offer us seats in
his carriage. A pine tree, uprooted by
the lightning, had fallen across the road
so near the ground that it left scan,
passage for the open buggy. To draw
IL sky.scraping rockaway under this
blockade was out, of the question; nei'
Their could it pass to the right or left
because of the numerous trees. In this
predicament we could do no otherwise
than accept Mr.. Harnon's escort, with
thanks, and, deserving t~oo-aspiring
vehicle, ride home in the low buggy
with John tied on behind.
"IIarmon," unused my father, tina
evening, after prayers Harmon
There's no such family in town, Laura
and there never was. l wish | hac
seer the fellow. He's been maxim,
game of you. But don't lie awake owe
it, and be late at church in the morn
ing"
With shame be it spoken, we wer
late, to my fathers chagrin, who, a
deacon, felt it especially incumben
upon himself and family to show ever
respect to the new candidate, a distan
cousin, whom we were to invite to din
ner. That divine was reading tn
opening hymn as we entered, and
shall never forget Cid's look of startle
incredibly as she recognized in hir
our "pathetic" clairvoyant.
After service my father introduce
a, him as Mr.. Tyrrel, and Cid, in her col
|, fusion, greeted him as Mr.. Harmon
straightway~ abiding to his kindness &,
q yesterday, at which my father pricke
q up his ears, and declared there must b
1 some strange misunderstanding. Va
his cousin ware he had given thes
young ladies the impression that he VIZ
a necromancer, or something of tn;
sortp
Indeed, no, though he had been pail
:. fully conscious of their disapprova
Mr.. Tyrrel answered, with an uncon
,, Portable smile. Then, suddenly breal
. ing into a most unclerical laugh:
4 "Harmon, did you call me, Mi
- Greenwood? All! l have it. You mu
- have COMPOUNDED me with an individu
of that name who pressed his card upc
me at the Dixmont Hotel. But how d
. you know him to be a c~lairvoyantP /
:, didn't register himself as SUCH"
;, Mr.. Tyrrel had inadvertently give
us Mr.. Harmon's card in place of b
own, Cid l~aughingly explained, blus
,r ing beneath his eye, which evident
did exercise some strange bewitchme
n over her.
20 "You said it wasn't safe to have al
thing to do with such a person, and ne
| realize it," groaned l, as betwe
3. laughing and crying, l arranged h
al wedding veil, the next Christmas. go
10 Cid, Cid, to think you should desert l
" for my ministerial cousin!"
n. And that teasing brother of mine call
Of out from the doorway, "don't blal
IN me; | didn't delegate you to take 10
'eI to pasture. "-Harper'S Bazdr.
~ Searching a Coffin Cor Evident
u, Some excitement was created vest
III l,., 4. Az ..rllnuIa4 - nnISD.l