The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1878-09-18

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low, ominous roar,
The. .besieged damsel Z flying
toward the squire, seizine armin
bothher hands.
eoh, help me, help mel { plead.
ed. .I shall be gored3to thF
Thesauire burst out ID ing.
''You Silly child, said DOn't
you see that he Is tethe TO the
ground9 Hecan't get az
"But I was so frightene said the
girl, the color coming and scins on
her cheek with every ath she
drew. "oh, / was SO fria Aedip
The squire looked dor ID her
She was very pretty, thTcurly
rings and tendriIsof silk lack hair,
a complexion of clear oil hnd dusk,
glittering eyesl Gen lly the
squire disliked and dis sted wo,
men-he had had one Of g severe
lessons, poor old misan ppe-but
who could be vexed with Cha pret-
ty child as this2
"My DEAR said hei natural
enough. But you shoult t be out
here alone by yourself Tell your
mother to take better ca Of YOU
Where do you live?"
"At Rose Lodge" she ! tered.
~ will walk home ith YOU
What did you come out r-butter-
cups or butter-flies?' he skcd, good
hnmoredly.
AZ came out for a,little Falk, . said
she, shyly. "I-I don't know who
you are"
"rm Mr., clingley."
1.-THE squirrel"
"Yes so they callme. Why, what
is there so strange about that2 he
asked, noticing the quick Change on
her face.
"Tve heard Of the sqi1rdH Y said the
dark-oyed damsel, .aAnd 4 somehow
formed the idea that he was cross
and elderly, Buts you And
here she checked herself ID evident
confusion.
"Wcll, I'm not young, said the
squire, laughing, saud ! can be
cross. But you needn't be afraid,
my child. 1slall notbe cross with
you. Would youlike to cross to the
high road through my icse gardens?
/ assure you they are vel worth
looking att
Aoh, 1 shouldbe sod Iighsedl said
the young lady, her dimpled face
lighting up all Of a sudden. II have
SO longed to see them. But they told
me you didn't like strangers"
"And l don't as as a general rule, "
said the squire, a little irritated at
thus being brought face to face with
his own battalion of caprices. "But
l think shall have to make an ex-
ception in your favor. And, l sup
pose"-alittle more slowly-"in your
mothers, also"
81 thank you" said the young la
dy, "but mamma isn't with me-"
"Not with you?" said the squire.
"That accounts for your wandering
about in this careless way Write to
her to come at once"
The damsel looked surprised, but
just then they entered the squire's
beautiful rosc.garden, and he went
off into a catalogue of learned names
that was at least q quarter of an
hour long.
"a pretty little creature" said the
squire, when his visitor had gone
home with both hands full of gor-
geous white and crimson blossoms
~ really think must call upon the
Applegutes. I.neyer saw fairer eyes
in my life, and she has a voice like
flute, Yes, I'll call-I'll certainly
call, and see if there's anything more
needs doing, to make that old rattle
trap of place comfortable"
"Well, SQUIRE" said Mr. Foxwell,
that afternoon when he came in for
his usual chat, show do you like the
widow2"
"The widowl What widow"
"NIrs. Applegate, to bosure."
"I haven't seen Mrs. Applegate."
"Why, yes you have"
an thank you not to contradict
me-" said the squire, waxing choler-
ic. "I have not seen Mrs. Apple
gate"