The Morning herald., 1878-07-26

frishtsnings haf s,hsndaeAs passengers into
condition bdrdshsk ~ lunacyg Bai
mdK tsflibls 81 all hhisAsps, it spilled me-, ss.
clothed md a, iuto's rpp0l sslmud epS
wstsS from whis hescsf sawitk lfe!s syM
utterly wrecked in the matter Of good
clothes. This WAS a pretty state Of things:
and 10 make 1t still worse, was exaotly
Ave miles fromqmy destination. .bsaI was
disposed to make myself agreeable siss 'qa and
would have willingly rendersa All fhss as.
sistance In my power 10 the nuprotsctsd
females Of the wrecked train,o II I had been BEEN
TO- condition ~ be seem ahuto heartily
ashamed Of my appearance, Iirushsd from,
ths scsns and startea, fqr fqr HEyalt's. The d.
termination strong III my breast to reach
( that t'haxsnobefoss .sdaylight and get 4 ddes
s sdsa sspaaaaiae ssit III eldthSsss.. "a. 1.
! VISA beautiful moonlight night. and verg.
piag clossIon toxxld slsysn o'clock. That
did not deter moe ! was determined, 10
walk 'overa 10 Hyatt's. s. No sooner said than
done. Iset forth. Five milssis triiis,.
particularly 40 q man in my condition. and
-ius. a. my katchmark tie quarter after
midnight I marched up the lane that led to
the house. Thsrs.yas single Light 10 bs
seen in the 'house, ahdthstS inl my room!
but ss I approached near the house ii dis.
appeared, and the whole house was In
fdarkAaesI. RMy hoon-msA, Horace, had
lsyidantly INT gone - bSd. So much ths|
'bsttsE 1dianN want svsnshim to see. ne.
In that plight: My bedroom windows
looked out upon tho roof Of the piazza. I
would not disturb the house BY knocking--
oh, no. not a bit Of it-a climb would SET
tie the business. The thing was executed
as soon as thought, and in q few seconds
I stood On the piazza. y, What il Horace
saw mo in that plight, and I should be
compelled to'e1plain that my vanity had
led me to walk five miles in the night and
to scale piazza to escape being seen9 He
would never get done joking me. No, he
should not see me thus. In 4 few seconds,
standiugIon thy piazza n diyssted myself
of coat, vest, pants, boots, hatAayl even
of my shirt, and stood confessed ,blnsh-
ing Hyperion In undershirt and drawers
Leaving the muddy clothes on the piazza,
I put my hand to the window, which
yielded, and sprang into my own room.
Bythe moonlight which streamed in I saw
8 fgarein white, standing BY the bedside,
with the covers Of tile Sea drawn in front
ofit; and laughed a the idea 6f Horace
being fdshtenedby ny appearance. I'm.
med ftsrward reflected that scaling
hepiaszs ofa ianAauss Il staa6igM, and
fofsiig IA entrance by a wipdew 7sss dis 4
habl had rather an Alarming, not to SOY
busgl latiods, aspect, and / therefore. spoke
viii bib intention Of reassurins him, swhene
D tiepbling and enthusiastically feminine
voice half I screamed, half faltered: s' y y, e
"WhSare you ?" d '' - ..''' a.'% is'@,4 '' ..%
iThsfe are such surprises As, without 4 |
terror absolutely deprive us of2 the power
Of sSsssn until the brain has, time TO- net
and gesson. Such surpfiaea do not eener-.
ate SCREAMS and faints. They aars expressed
by opeh mouth and silent wonder. y This
was thk 5case with myself and my room
mate. night by my side. with her face
withih three feet Of nay. sown,,1to sltfood q
young woman, not more than, seventeen,
with great, dark. hazel eyes, ana suck
greati tiiaAses Of brown hair tucked away |
andst tke 6eatest little night-capt that ever
xAs. Ghs had gathered the bsd.elothes,
xith spasmodic jerk, up about her
,hroat, ,Hand with the most.rigid, astonished
ook, as though doubting whether she was
lleeping or waking, gazed steadily in my
syes, and repeated her question. ~
"Wao are you r''o' Z :, '':o' ..@e.
II T blurted outwith- .@"''.D- .."..'.
yssHow oarnsyou here proc 9rITA@T
Thss figure stared still intGI i IslIpssehless
stonishmsnt; but in moment, a.
hough awaiting from itsp sedpefaction,
poke; II
s.Are you Charles Morgan"%
"Yes," was !. my rather subdued an.
Iwer.
"Well, then, Mr.. Morgan" said the