The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-03-29
NOT TO BE CAUGHT.

NOT TO BE CAUGHT.
Two men sat in conversation. The
cooling wind played gently with the
short brown curls of the younger, while
his handsome eyes and face were lighted
by bright, animated expression. 81
can scarcely credit such good fortune
Are you sure there is no mistaken" he
said.
Perfectly; here are the documents
Prove your identity; prove to our satis
factien that you are Ralph Hamilton, son
of John Paul Hamilton, and you are a
rich man. Cen you prove it?"
81 can, Immediately. But ibis is in,
deed welcome change; to spring from
deep poverty to such wealth in a mo-
ment, by the death OF an unknown rela-
tive, seems almost incredible. / am
grateful to you, Metcalf, for your pains
in so soon seeking me; also for your in
terest in my welfare. have one favor
only TO ask in addition; that you remain
silent about it. The fact OF my changed
circumstances need not be made known
as yet. ! shall not alter my style of
living for awhile, but shall fulfill an en-
gagement to become the private tutor of
two small boys residing, strange to relate,
in the same place where lies this new es-
tate. In taking the property, you say
/ am required to assume the name of its
former owner. This / will do, after a
few months spent in the neighborhood
as poor teacher. I have met sad re-
bluffs during the days of my poverty, and
l have no idea of being made victim
of some fortune hunter, so will win
some good woman for lova's sake, then
settle down and enjoy myself"
X \ x
In beautiful residence sat two ladies,
Mrs. Corsair and her daughter Zoe, while
third, niece of the elder lady, Blanche
Gilmore, stood with light hat in her
hand, as though just returned from a
walk. They were discussing the appear
auce of a new tutor who had undertaken
for time, on trial, the education of the
two sons of the family. Charley, one of
these boys, had just appeared, and, look
ing from the window, whispered:
"Now, girls, there he comes. Tell
me if what said was not true"
eyes, indeed" !" exclaimed both young
ladies, as they surveyed the fue figure
and handsome face approaching; and
when the young man smiled pleasantly
upon Charley, Blanche thought she had
never seen SO handsome man, while
Zoe whispered;
off the young heir of the Belmont
property prove one-half as handsome
will be content"
A splendid estate, with residence Of
almost royal magniicence, lay within
sight of their pretty home, and had just,
through the death of old Mr.. Belmont,
childless widower, passed into the
hands of young relative, expected soon
to visit the premises. Zoe Corsair and
her prudent mother had decided TO ap-
propriate both owner and estate as soon
as possible after his arrival. The new
tutor, Mr.. Hamilton, soon became great
favorite with his pupils, Living as he
did in the family, he soon became well
acquainted with all, while he evidently
admired the beautiful Zoe, who treated
him with cool politeness. OF Blanche
he saw little, She was only the poor re-
lation, depending upon her uncle fol
support, therefore compelled to beal
every imposition and caprice her worldly
selfish aunt and cousin saw fit to inAict
Only little enjoyment was here soil
tary spot, a deep ravine wildly romantic
and secluded, not far from her uncle''
residence. Thither she went one beau
tiful afternoon, tripping along down thu
small winding path that led to tn,
depths below. But suddenly she paused
a groan and faint call for help arrestinl
her steps. fastening to the spot wher
she judged the sufferer to be, she saw
man lying at the foot Of the ravine, mo
tionless and now quite still.
In few moments she was beside him
and, hitting his head from the ground
she found Mr.. Hamilton, the tutor, TN
conscious.
Running to the stream of water, sh
dipped in her handkerchief, and bathe,
his brow
At last he opened his eyes, and gaze,
long and vacantly upon her.
"Ah, yes, ! remember, l did fall
leaned over to pluck flower and los
my balance. But feel better again
thanks to you for your care, and ! wi
see Il ] cannot rise"
clean on me, Mr. Hamilton, thin
! can get you up the path, il it is steer