Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-03-30

appearance as usual next morning, which
was the day of the picnic, and take me
there; in fact depended on him to
get there. having, as l have said, no en-
gagement with 1gnacio, as l pretended.
But Richard did not come CONSEQUENTLY
was obliged to remain at home, and
you may fancy, perhaps, the miserable
day l spent. But on the following
day Richard appeared-it was
Thursday--and expressed his surprise
at my absence. you were there, then?'
said I. He said yes I looked at him
minute--he was smiling; you can't tell
what suffered rage, modification,
jealousy. you took Rose Graham2' 1
gasped. He said as before, yes I don't
know how it was; but I hated him that
minute enough to have killed him. 4
Will never see you againp and without
syllable more, turned and left him there,
And that was the last time l saw Richard
Clifford"
"Tut! tut!' said Teresa, ticking with
her tongue upon the roof of her mouth,
after the fashion of her kind.
HE called at the house twice a dav
for week, ana sent me messages by the
score; but was resolute. The eighth dav
| grew more composed began to recov-
er my senses, you know; the ninth I
cried, and the tenth sent him word to
come to me. He had gone to California
For thirty years he has been there, as you
know; have never married, nor has he
each mas been true to the old love-
and pretty pair of fools we make!"
And poor Miss Dinah suddenly burst OUT
crying, and for a while sobbed unre-
STRANGELY.
swell, WE'LL" said old Teresa, when
her mistress had become calmer, and was.
IN fact, smiling again through the water
drops. "Youll see each other now, and
it'll all be made up-and who knows!
Stranger things have happened, and you
are not bit too DID,"
'But if I perceive those terrible
changes in him that you speak of, Teresa"
said Miss Dinah, half in fun, half in
earnest, II can never want him, even if
he should want me-"
Glove never sees nothing but what it
chooses" replied Teresa, oracularly.
'But look, Woman!" cried her mistress
suddenly, Ssthere's cloud oyer the sun;
l tell you it will rain to-day"
'What if does. say2 He'll come all
the same. and you'll see him Just as you've
been counting on for the last three months.
You said he never broke his word"
"That'c: no merit, Teresa;I kept mine
for week, and see what came of it''
Yes, clouds had blown up, as they 40
sometimes on warm September day;
but as we know, rain does not always
follow.
twas now time for old Teresa to think
about dinner; and great feast, of course,
it was to be.
1--WE must do our best, miss, to-day.
All old men are fond of good eatin's."
"Old men! What do YOU mean.
woman?" cried Miss Prynne, Indignantly;
but she laughed.
Wonderful preparations they made
not fattering to Mr.. Richard Clifford's
appetite; you would have thought they
were providing for an Eating Tom," or
some other gastronomic celebrity; chick
ems and ducks, ham, every imaginable
vegetable, six different desserts-enough
for three or four of the largest-sized
giants.
But it continued to cloud up. Poor
Miss Dinah peeped out and upward every
tive minutes; but the weather was hope
less-at half-past one the sky was dark,
with faint flashing and rumbling in the
distance; and he was expected at two.
AS the minutes went by the thunder
grew louder and nearer and the lightning
tiercer, and after awhile down splashed
the big, rcund drops which always pre-
cede a summer storm.
At five MINUTES of two Miss Dinah
stood on the balcony looking down the
road. The rain was terrific; the flashing
and roaring overhead, as she remarked
to old Teresa, busy giving the last touch
es to the table, "beyond anything in her
experience"
"Ain't you afraid, miss, to stand there?"
"Nonsense. l must see him as he gets
out of the carriage. Have an umbrella
ready"
In her excitement I doubt if she
thought of the uproar about her. Sud-
denly she cried, with her hand to her
heart, and her face pale as death:
''Here he comes!"
It was quite true. The buggy was rat
ting up the avenue; but nothing could
be seen of its occupants on account of the
apron which had been stretched from top
to dashboard. The horse was dripping.
Aud now it wheeled and drew up at
the door. Poor Miss Dinah stood with
outsrretched hands and dilated eyes,
white, trembling-thirty long years
her love, her darling--so ,ong lost-now
to see bin again
don't know how it happened; but at
that instant there was flash from the
sky, followed instantly by dreadful
peal, and every living thing was for a
few seconds shaken and stunned.
When Teresa came to herself she
glanced out, terribly bewildered. and
saw her mistress lying on the porch.
She ran out, with dreadful cry of ''God
ha' mercy!'' and lifted the PROSTATE
woman.
An old gentleman had by that time
got out of the carriage and was ascend
ing the steps.
sis she injured2" he asked, STOPPING to
take her pulse.
Poor Miss Dinah heard his Voice--in
thirty years she had forgotten many
things, but not that--and the sound re-
vived her even from the coma in which
the thunderbolt had cast her.
Richard" she murmured, with pale
smile.
They made her sit up, Teresa prop
ping her back with her own stout knee.
care you hurt, Dinah!" asked Richard
Clifford. She moved her head with
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