Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1877-02-09


near the croquet grounds. She was
asking him if he would accompany her
to spot near tho summit of the hill, by
the old swing, as she had found "such
a pretty little birds nest" OF course
Earle consented, and they set out. But
Kittie, always so lighthearted, did not
chat as was her wont, her mind drawing
comparisons between wealthy Hugh
MILFORD and handsome Earle Windenne.
The latter had not treated her just right
Of late, at least so she thought, for what
reason it was impossible for her to con-
lecture. She did not like Hugh Will
ford, not one bit; but he paid more
than ordinary attention to her Earle
acted in rather peculiar manner, and
his actions should be investigated
Wondering at her silence, Earle at
last said:
What ails pretty Kittic, to-day :?
Has she lost her tongue p
mo, Earle" she answered, in low
tone; II was Misunderstanding how
disappointed you should be if we
shouldn't find the birds most But there
it is now," and she pointed to a round
bail of cotton in the fork of small pine.
Earle looked in and saw what appeared
to be two little Jumps of golden butter.
But Kittie saw something which had
escaped her eye before-a piece of brown
paper with writing on. She took it
from tho nest and put it in her pocket.
Earle did not see her DO this, and short
ly after they returned to the house.
When alone, Kittie read the ink scrawls,
which were as follows
Beware of person known as Earle
Windenne,' for he is forger, muir
derer, and has escaped from Riverton
Jail. Said Windcnne is about five feet
ten inches in height, very good looking,
and has scar, in the shape of heart,
on his left hand. One thousand dollars
reward for such information as will lead
to the conviction of this notorious rascal.
Col. George ii. Rel"
Here the paper was torn but. had it
been whole, it is doubtful whether Kitte
could have read the signature, so filled
with tears were her eyes.
"Who wrote it? Was Earle what
this party stated him to be 2" she asked
herself over and over again. Why his
quietness of late? Surely, she had given
her heart to a william !" And then her
reflections were gloomy indeed.
Earle wondered at her quletness, as
she had wondered at his but startling
surprise was in store for them the fol-
lowing day. Kittie, as usual in the
afternoon, went to visit the birds nest.
Mechanically, her feet strayed deep into
the bushes, and, while culling bouquet
of honeysuckles and upland pinks, she
heard some one talking in low tones.
Peering through a fower-dottcd canopy
of leaves into small opening, she saw
Mr.. Hugh MILFORD, seated on rustic
bench.
eyes. she must have found that pa
per-" he was saying, "for it is gone
Hold =! that rural dandy, though, who
sports the arstocratic cognomen of Earle
Windcnne, may have poked his nose into
the wrong parlor, in which case my lit
tie game will explode as would gunpow-
der on a gridiron. But if Miss Jalmaice
has the document, she little suspects me
as being the author, so my scheme will
work admirably"
Kitty, from her shady covert heard
every word, spoken low they were, and
clenched her little hands in anger at the
cool cffrontery of the villain, who con-
tinued:
"Mr. Windhead Che pridcd himself
on his original puns) despite our Sara
toga airs hold the high trump, and
nothing but the joker can route me.
"Well, here it is" said Earle, step
ping from the bushes opposite to where
Kittic was, 'and I'll give you" pre-
senting revolver at the villains head
'just one minute to leave here, or ten to
leave town. / heard your soliloquy, aud
you can thank your lucky star that you
get off so easily. Hugh MILFORD, you
have committed an act which, were | TO
expose, would send you to prison for Il
long term"
"Foilcd % exclaimed the villain, be-
fore unable to speak; and he quickly
left the spot
Coward !" thought Kittie, as she
turned another way to get to the house
before either Of them. And she did
The next day MILFORD left Hillside
Farm, glad to get off without being ar
rested
dearest said Earle, on the day fol-
lowing the events just written, sat your
request, | will tell you about that pack
age 1t was necktie from my sister.
/ don't wonder that when you saw the
address you were jealous. Loving ne
as you do, Kittie, cannot blame you in
the least. should have known, though
that my little ones heart was tender and
could not bear trihing with"
"Now, Earle" said Kittie, coquettish-
ly, "you know I'm not little didn't
carry you to the gate the other after
noon 2"
"And didn't you make me promise "
said Earle, ION the way|
Kitty blushed. Our readers can guess
what that promise was. And Earle,
then and there, kissed, not for the first
time, his betrothed bride.
Prof. Swing says that common sense
is the best guardian angel any young
woman can have around. But, lacking
this, a wart on the nose. twist in the
eyes, aud short red hair afford very
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