The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-11-19

With the words " Who can IL be ="
on her lips, she hastened TO open the
door. The next moment, with an ex-
clamation, she started from the person
who stood on the step, with the lamp
light upon his wild, revengeful face.
Miss Kyle,I belevep ?" he said, cross
ing the threshold unbidden, at the same
time dofiing his sailor hat
EYES, sir" said Dorothea, scarcely
knowing what she was saying. ITO
whom am l indebted for this late
visit2"
Late, eh ? My name is Cyrus Par
ton. AS you have just dismissed a fel-
low, 1 supposed that l might call"
The speakers words and manner were
insolent, and the fair girl regretted that
she had opened the door before learning
his identity.
And then what added to her fears was
that she had seen his face lately pressed
against the win dow pane.
You will favor me by making known
your errand," she said, wishing to get
rid of her unceremonious visitor as soon
as possible.
Certainly, and as / wish to broach
delicate subject, l trust l shall have
your undivided attention. Dorothea
Kyle, you have long been the object of
my affection. For many months-'
Dorothea lifted her hands for him to
desist.
cannot listen to declaration of
love-" she said, gently, yet with firm
ness that must have irritated her rude
visitor.
Because you have already listened
to one, tonight" was the rejoinder.
The girl blushed, but her eyes bright
ened.
That is one of the reasons" she
said. 81 have never met you before,
sir.'
Your memory serves you poorly
but then it was nothing more than an
introduction. You were in New York
last season, and there you met Captain
Parton of the Zenith. L am that very
man.
recall that meeting now, and |
must say that you have changed since
then"
Perhaps have" he said, with a
light laugh. But will you listen to
what l was going to say ?'
1t would avail you nothing, sir"
But it would be a satisfaction to me.
A man feels better after declaring his
passion, even though the woman re-
jects it, am the strongest and could
force you to listen to anything l might
say, but do not intend to resort to
harsh measures to secure an audience"
Dorothea's eyes thanked him silently,
and he continued
C 1 was an eavesdropper while ago,
and heard everything that passed be-
tween you and David Maynard and
yourself. So you really love him, do
you?'
"I do
"Wcll, that may be right, but it does
not suit me- the man said, going to-
wards the door.
"But what are you going to about it ?"
asked Dorothea.
II shall try to win YOU" replied the
man.
The girls face paled again, for there
was mad light in the mans eye.
elf you harm him, woman as am, /
will have vengeance!" said the girl, fol-
lowing him up. "Were we to live a
thousand years, could never to love
you. Where I have given my heart,
there it must abide. You make bitter
enemy if you attempt to injure him in
your disappointment"
Grandly beautiful she looked, stand
ing erect before Cyrus Parton, and
threatening him with woman's ven
geance if he attempted foul play with
David Maynard
For moment he looked upon the fair
girl, then, with bitter and derisive
laugh on his lips, he opened the door,
and passed out with bow of mock DO
likeness.
The next moment Dorothea shut the
door and walked faint and sick, to the
sofa on the farther side of the room.
Then she buried her face in her hands
and trembled like the aspen, convulsed
by the storm of her own fears; but her
face suddenly frightened and she looked
up.
Thank heaven, the Plover sails to-
morrow at daybreak, and the winds will
carry David far from the bold, bad
man -