The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1879-09-04
DY PRESLEY W. MORRIS.

There was no moon on that night.
hrk clouds oversprsad the heavens
Occasionally the wind swept by with
O mournful sound.
Locksley fall lifted it's walls to-
ward the sky amidst q multitude Of
giant trees. On this night one stand
log close to il could barely discern
the dark sky.
Out at a side door slipped q young
girl. She walked away from the
house. In a place where the great
trees were thickest overhead she
paused AL, was blackness. She
ehivered, aud drew her shawl about
her. 1t was September night, aud
cool.
He should be here, she murmur-
ed
"He is here said a voice. "Dear
Katie !
"Herbert!"
Then pair of strong arms folded
the girl, and kisses We're raiued up
on her face.
MY sweet, my love !"
"Herbert, l did not dream you
were 30 near.
mo 7 But you should know, my
darling, that would be punctual to
the minute. You are little late
"l could not come soonor, Papa
kept me reading to him. was glad
tolget away when I did.
Il was not unbrai1ing you, Katie.
81 know you were not.
Then they were silent for time,
content to hold each others's hands.
When shall | make al known,
Katie Z asked the man presently.
"Oh, I don't know. | dread to
tell papa You know tho feud be-
tween him and yonr papa has ragged
for 80 long and been 80 high
II can manage my father.
IL fear it will be different with me.
! sometimes feel as il papa will new
er give as his blessing.
And so the conversation ran. But
lovers interviews cannot last forever
aud length the two separated.
The young mans name was Her.
bert Fontain. His father owned an
estate adjoining that of the owner
Of Locksley Place.
After pa, ting from Katie, Herbert
slowly pursued his way along dark
path. Hearing a rapid step behind
him, he turned into another path.
"Fenwick I. called q voice.
Herbert did not answer. He knew
the voice we'll. II was Arthur Lock.
ley's tho father of Katie.
"Fenewick / was called again.
Still the young man was silent.
He knew that it would provoke Mr..
Locksley's anger to know that he, a
Foutain, was a trespasser on his es-
tate at that hour of the night.
Mr.. Looksley said no more, but
kept on his way in another path.
Herbert also continued on. Some
words were continually running
through his brain. They were,
"Kittie, my love Kittie my love y
Directly, however, he paused. He
was bewildered. He did not know
where he was. For moment he
hesitated.
"Pashaw this is ridiculous, that
should lose my way at the door oi
my own house, fairly. But the
NIGHT in terrible dark"
Then he went on. He had pro.
ceeded but short distance when be
heard man say
Il could not come to Locksley
Place after you ordered me not to
set foot within your door again, go
there was nothing for it but to write
You to meet me here"
Herbert saw o building family
outlined short distance before him,
aud discovered where he was. This
structure Was an old house on the
Locksley estate, uniuhabited save by
bats and owls,
"And I suppose, Mr.. Fenwicl
Locksley, returned the voice OF ks'
ties father, "that something very
important must have brought you
here. What crime have you COM
mittedi
"None that will bring the law on
mo yet. only want few hundred
dollars to keep me out Of q debt o.
honor"
"You can't have Il. sir !"
"Then ! shall do what You &C
much fear-oommit something des'
psrate. must have money BY fai'
,asans or foul. sm not particular
nat know that you dread to have
w Lockslsy name stained witt
Crime"
4 give YOU over to the devil