The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1877-07-27

and everywhere. I've had a libel case
In the town, and IL has brought me
down occasionally"
.sWho was that woman you were talk
ing To when | first came np' carelessly
questioned Falconcr. "She seemed an
moved or angry"
Porter laughed again, this time mere
c~onstrainedly than before.
Its only a woman from the other
end Of the town." said he. live paid
her pretty daughter a few passing at
tentions, and she wants 10 take the mat
ter au strieux. These country people
are so desperately in carnest. Here
comes the hostler; now you'll be OFF,
But fate had ordained otherwise.
The only horse left in the stables was
hopelessly lame.
But il the gentleman could wait an
hour or"
.Wait an hour.r echoed Mr.. Fal-
coner, and it's after IL already! No,
thanks, my good fellow. It's an easy
two miles. l could walk il in less time
than that"
But it's a bitter night, sir, for all
the moon shines s. BRIGHT urged the
man, " and youTl be famished with the
cold"
..No matter. My friend here will
lend me his fur-trimmed Ulster-eh,
Porter?- laughingly demanded Fal-
coner.
with all the pleasure in life," KARL
Porter languidly made answer; ''that is,
if you are actually determined tocommit
such an eccentricity."
"Wait until your wedding-eve comes,
and see how you will feel about it," re-
torted the bridegroom-elect, as he but
toned the long wrap about him, and
turned up the fur collar to protect his
neck from the cold. "Well, au revoir.
l shall expect to see you at the wedding
breakfast tomorrow, remember" And
with the long, swinging stride Of a
practiced walker, he disappeared down
the road.
All this transpired at about III 80. and
the little alabaster clock on Miss Con-
ways mantel pointed to II precisely,
when, still brooding. over Mr. Falconer's
letter, something like a tremulous culver
Of chill air across her made her start in
st~inctively and look up The lamp IL
Illuminated only a small portion Of the
room, but the silver radiance Of the full
moon, shining in through the easement
across which Katie had forgotten to
draw the crimson draperies. made all as
light as day. And there, standing lean
ing against the long French easement.
Katie Conway saw her lover, wrapped
in a long, fur-trimmed coat, a seal-skin
cap on his head, and a face as pale as
marble, a v one scarlet spot on the left
temple. She started up with a low cry,
and at the same instant he seemed 70
beckon her to come to him. And even
as he beckoned the bell in the old
church-t0wer struck II.
Katie ran to the easement, but when
she reached il the moonlight and gIisten-
ing snow Of the u~ntrodden lawn, and
the moving shadows Of an immense old
tree that grew close 10 the house, were
all that could be seen. For an instant
she looked with wild, startled eyes out
upon the snowy silence. and then, wrap
ping her dressing-gown about her, she
ran to her mothers room.
mamma, wake she cried. stopping
W. Mrs. Conway's pillow. Robert
Is here. Robert i outside in the cold.
Call Michael TO unbolt the doors. Quick.
mamma, quick And in five minutes
Michael. the old man-seryant. had un-
fastened the ponderous front door and
was looking out.
..Did 3 saw Il was AZ vour window
vou Jaw him. Miss katie ~; he asked
Yes. close " tbe STANDARDIZATION
me 10 Gomez
But Il couldn,t IL. miss. y pro,ested
the man. .Look ~ tn smooth snow
There's nauobt On II for three yards
around vour window. III alone M snar-
row's track Snre tbera's meyer ! foot-
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