The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1880-12-24

Daisy give faint cry, and looked int
his face with piteous eyes. For an in
stant the selfish nature of the mar
wavered; but he went on
az did love you'll do |" here he drew
her to him, which Daisy passively suf.
fered him to do, 4" but 1t is only lust tc
tell you, have lost all my fortune
am poor man, and would not doom
one SO bright and fair to poverty"
"Oh, Charley" with glad little
laugh, is that all !" w
He saw the situation at glance. and
changed his tactics. Withdrawing his
arm he said, coldly: "All it is enough.
Poverty is bad enough for one, but for
The trembling, piteous-eyed maiden
changed to majestic woman, as Daisy
suddenly In Lightning flash read the
truth in the cowardly eyes which evaded
hers. The glamour fell from her ewes as
she confronted him with the gesture OF
o queen. . -
"I see it oil, Mr.. LIE Roy. Nay-let
me speak (as. he tried to interrupt her).
You saw me with my cousins costly
dresses and diamonds, and deemed me
rich; you needed fortune to mend your
broken one, and you pretended to love
mel see--I see it ali |"
She drew the cleaning solitaire from
her finger, and laying it in his hand
calmly awaited his next movement.
There was nothing for him to do or
say, and he Immediately took his de-
parture.
Ii he felt momentary shame it soon
passed away, as he looked back on the
little parsonage, and Thought how
nearly he had compromised himself.
AS soon as the door closed on him.
Daisy wound her way to her Ii others
room. What was her surprise on OPEN
ing the door to find her in tears, and her
husband vainly trying to comfort her.
The mystery was made clear as her
father handed her a letter, which was
from London, and ran thus:
"REv. DIR. ALLEN: DEAR SR-I have
learned that a person by the name of
Payton, alias LIE Roy, is to be at your
house this week. l have just lately dis
covered his whereabouts, and knowing
you minister, will wish to further the
ends of justice, delayed operation until
sure of success. He is the famous forper
who so successfully (, rged the names of
live OF our wealthy merchants, and dis
appeared with the money. / myself.
with two officers, will visit you Thurs
day, and as you are lover Of justice, 1
charge you to detain him-be he friend
or foe." =.
The name signed was Roger Pensen.
gall, and DR.. Allen had heard of him ss
celebrated detective.
The paper dropped from Daisy's hand
as she realized what she had escaped,
and then and there she confessed all to
her parents, taking to herself the blame
of appearing what she was not.
Of course when the gentlemen came
there was no prisoner to capture, DIR.
Allen explaining to them that he had not
known of his departure in time to pre-
vent it. They had told him how they
had learned he was to be there that
week. Two detectives, disguised as
farmers, with produce to sell, had
wormed themselves into the favor of Mr..
Egbert's servants knowing LIE Roy was
intimate there), who had easily fallen
into the trap, and told I'll they knew
from hearing the family conversation.
They thought that to arrest him in quiet
Deanleigh would avoid giving unneces-
sary pain to his many friends; and as
they were acting under such instructions,
had laid their plans in that way.
Daisy's first winter she did not soon
forget. And when the news came of
MIR. LIE Roy's arrest, and the scandal it
had caused in society, she shuddered
anew at the awful peril she had SO gid
dily courted. Amy Egbert came the
next summer, full of remorse; but she
soon became her own gay self as she
saw the bloom on Daisy's face as bright
as ever.
There was an elegant place called
Rockmount, little out of the village,
which had stood vacant for years, and it |
was rumored it had found a purchaser. |
Extravagant stories were told of his
wealth. erich as Cresus" he was
called, and when check came to DR.. |
Allen of one thousand dollars, "for the |
poor of the village" it made them all
the more believed.
Four uneventful years quietly passed
away. In that time Daisy changed
more in mind and character than in per-
son. When Mr.. Delmar, the owner Of
Rockmount, called with his sister at the
parsonage and met the serious eyes look
ing into his, he knew he had seen the
face before, and he suddenly remem-
bered where and how. Daisy, too, felt
the same mesmeric influence that had
once attracted her attention, stronger
than ever. .r
1t was soon evident how things were
tending, and Daisy's parents were happy
NOT alone with their daughters maxi
ing good match in worldly point of
view, but that every new meeting
showed them something more noble and
manly in Philip Delmar's character.
When he asked Daisy if she would be
his wife, she told him about Mr.. lie
Roy, not sparing herself in the recital,
and then with her hands folded one in
the other, and downcast eyes, waited.
"My darling" was all Philip said
but the word was accented as if in that
all the past were wiped away; and Daisy,
lifting her lips for the betrothal kiss,
saw the graveness oil gone ont of the
dark face, and in its stead vivid light,
whose source she knew.
So it was that that first winter of city
life, which had worked her so much sor-
row, was now remembered with pleas
ure, for then it was she had first met the
one who was making her life one long
realm of sunshine.
Lost the Combination.
"You can talk about your wrestling,
gentlemen" said man on q mackerei