Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1878-03-28

10 which," continued Jack, kissing II
rapturously, ''she assures me Of her
undying devotion, declares that no
force can compel her to marry the old
army general. whom she detests, and
that she is mine, mine only, and mine
forever. Dear, true, faithful girl She
deserves all that l can give her of the
best. most earnest and most faithful
love-"
Yes, no doubt" said Grayson, re.
fec lively. "Well, l should think.
Jack Turner, that you had got your.
self into very interesting situation.
II would do for the plot of novel.
"l'vc not told you ALL" replied his
friend
GOOD gracious What else?"
During the period ofour clandestine
correspondence we arranged an elope-
ment. ] had my plans oil perfected ;
my dear girl consented to accompany
me, and in another day she would have
been my bride. when"
when paterfamilas stepped in and
spoiled the plot" interrupted Grayson.
why can't you elope now. il you are
bound to have her? You have found
means Of communicating, l see."
"Impossible," replied Jack. 1.-The
villa is situated way out of town, on
Bateman's Point, and is surrounded
by brick wall twelve feet high. Ever
since the discovery Of our plan for es.
cape. Clara has been under the super.
vision Of maiden sunt-a perfect
sleepless Cerbeaus-who occupies the
same room. and always accompanies
her when she goes out TO walk or battle
There's a savage old butler, with ord
ers to shoot all suspicious characters
seen lowering around the place after
dark. There's a ferocious bulldog
"Hold-enough y said Grayson
This is worse than the Princess in
the enchanted tower"
20, that's no, Sll either" said Jack
The old curmudgeon is bound to
marry his daughter TO old Red nose
whether she will or no. and has actu.
ally issued cards for the wedding TIL
out her consent. Now, Tom," ex.
claimed Jack, 6ercely, "that girl mus,
be nine. There's no time to lose
She must be my bride before to-mor,
row night, and you must help me-"
"All right" said Grayson. "You
take care of the military parent, and
the maiden aunt, and the blood thirsty
butler, and the ferocious bulldog. an
I'll carry off the girl. Then you car
follow at your leisure"
"Doa't make ligh, Of it," said JACK
gloomily. Its too serious matter
CaA't you suggest some plan for me I"
Let me put on my thinking cap
said the other, Gd ruminate for a mo-
meut.
He went TO the bureau and tool
therefrom Z small black velvet skull
cap. which he put on. Then, lighting
fresh cigar, he resumed his seat b,
the window and sat for a long time 81
lentlv smoking, with his head thrown
back and his eyes fixed upon the cell
ing. Jack watched him with imps
tience.
"Did you tell me that the young
lady bathes on the beach," asked
Grsyson, after . silence that seemed
to his companion interminable.
"Yes, daily" replied Jack; "bu'
the maiden aunt is always with her
on shore at least. and sometimes hel
father. She cautions me in this letter
not 10 meet her there, for if were
seen there once, she might be forbidden
even that innocent pleasure"
IL have it," exclaimed the young
clergyman. jumping up.
"You must meet her there tomorrow
in the water, mind you, not on th'
beach. Leave the rest to me-"
"You mean TO carry her Off BY
force" said Jack. that wouldn't do
We would be caught before we coulc
leave the island"
"You haven't an inkling of what
mean" said Grayson. "Clara is yours
Now go home to your clearinghouse
and sleep serenely. This is the mos
atrocious case l ever heard OF, and
YOU have my sympathy. No thanks
Goodnight. Fine business for min
ister OF the gospel, but I will help you
my hoy. Goodnight, old fellow.
And Grsvson fairly showed his frient
from the room and closed the dool
upon him. When he had gone he
turned the key, and sat down by th'
window to think again.
Miss Clara Monteith, stepping fortl
from her clearinghouse and runnin,
across the beach, stopped for mo
ment to play with hcr little white fee
in one Of the pools that the recedine
tide had left, and then plunging glee
fully into the surf, was . picture for .
painter. Clad in a bewitching bathing
costume Of white and scarlet, and witt
her beautiful yellow hair streamin.
oyer her shoulders, she looked Il
Jack Turner, peeping through tn
round window Of his bathing house
like the poetic embodiment Of summer
sunshine, glancing for moment across
the sand. and then slipping into th'
cool wave and riding upon its crest
Jack himself, as he entered the wateI
farther down the beach, dressed in Z
baggy blue shirt and trowsers. wa
scarcely 80 picturesque. At thu
waters edge stood the terrible maiden
aunt, and in . carriage near at hand
sat two military gentlemen. Glars
was certainly taking her bath in the
presence Of vigilant assembly.
snow, them" thought Jack. "her'
We are What's to be done nextP'
As he padded farther out into tn
surf he saw, slowly swimming dow
the beach, outside the first line oi
breakers, q straw bathing hat, which
rose and fell upon the huge rollers
and OCoa airn a11v 1iso pnoo ro1 ont iral "