The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-12-30
v B1ooMF1ELD, PA, TUESDAY, DEoEMBER 80, 1879

Salu MI, ArLnuf EVanS.
:" I am feeling bad enough here lately,
the mischief knows returned the mas
ter of The Cedars. "I believe that this
cursed suit is wearing on my mind"
Very probable" answered Evans
suppose you have scarcely recovered
from the accident of yours yet and of
course you cannot avoid certain share
of uneasiness about the suit The two
cause you to look haggard, when there is
really nothing serious the matter with
you.n
This conversation occurred in the IL
brary of The Cedars. The two men had
been conversing about business affairs,
but, having finished, had time to think
of something else. 1t was a few days
previous to the time of the great suit of
Cashel versus Cashel
The two continued to converse. Their
subjects were unimportant, however. =
The library door had been locked but
after the business conversation was
ended the master of The Cedars uufasten-
ed it, and left it open.
Dinner is ready, Massa Cashel," F." an
nounced the servant, appearing at the
door presently.
"Come, Evans" said the master of
The Cedars.
1t was table groaning with dainties
to which the two men sat down. The
meal seemed lonesome enough, truly,
with only the two to eat; but the meals
at The Cedars were generally more lone
ly still, SOLITARY ones, with only the
master sitting down to partake. He
spoke this sentiment:
81 get to feeling devilishly lonesome
sometimes, Evans" he said
"You might marry suggested
Evans. SIN fact, Mr.. Cashel, am sur
prised that you do not. / dare say that
any young lady in the country would
be delighted to be mistress of The
Cedars.
A frown darkened the brow of Evan g
host.
Satan take the women 7" he cried
ahSlllJ' uO nOI WISH W uc uoIleIeu
with any of them here, Pm positive
One of them would have everything in
confusion in less than week"
Mr.. Arthur Evans said no more in
that line. He was quite acute enough
to perceive that the subject was dis
agreeable.
81 believe Cashel has been disap-
pointed in love-" was his thought. =
"That seems strange, in faith should
think most any woman would rejoice
at the chance of getting Cashel, and be-
coming mistress of this grand old place.
But Evans had no measure by which
to which to estimate the character of
such woman as Barbara Lindsey.
Have wine, Evans" said the master
of The Cedars.
However, Mr.. Arthur Evans drank
wine very lightly. He was all the more
dangerous rascal from the fact that he
kept his head clear, cool, and steady. 1t
was sacrifice on his part too; for he
liked wine. He noticed that the master
of The Cedars drank deeply and fire.
quently he had noticed that fact be-
fore.
Dinner was over at last, and the two
returned to the library.
Have cigar, Evans" said the host,
producing box of fragrant Havanas.
Evans did not drink much wine, but
he delighted in smoking. He consider
ed himself judge of good cigar.
An hour or two passed, and then Mr..
Evans said
at is time for me to be off," Mr..
Cashel."
Cant you stay all night, Evans 2"
"No; must return to Fairmount.' y
Evans horse was brought out, and he
rode away. The master of The Cedars
saw him off, and then returned to the
library. He had ordered in wine. He
poured out a glass, and swallowed it at q
gulp.
81 am terribly thirsty this after
noon, +" he muttered.
The master of The Cedars did look
badly. There was reason forit, for fever
was coursing through his veins. This
was even better reason than the weight
of the cursed suit" upon his mind
And great quantity of wine, swallowed
in large draughts, is not beneficial to 9
man threatened with fever. But the
man was not aware of the fact that he
was so threatened. However, If he had
been aware of 1t, he might not have
drank any the less wine.