Louisiana capitolian., 1880-06-05

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Yes a,n sure. she did, answered
1t soon became perceptible to all OF.
serving people how much David At.
wood was in love with Miss Castleton
He would turn pale every time she
spoke to him, and once when he brought
her a chair in an awkward hurry, | saw
him trembling like leaf under her
beautiful eyes. They were together that
evening, with three or four Others, in
the pallOr
Miss Castleton,' said u pretty little
school girl, who dolized Florence fol
her beauty, after tho manner Of school
girls, your eyes are just the color of the
water off Cony Beach, where / saw j,
last su'rmer.'
Miss C.,tleton laughed.
They are ike summer Skies said
Charley Childs.
i swear that they are just like the
binding Of owen Meredith'-in blue
and gold, said Dick Manchester.
Aud what is your comparison, Mr..
Atwood p said Florence, looking up
archly at David. His answer was in
voluntary, They are like the blue lake
spur which used to grow in my moth
cr's garden he said.
Florence Castleton bluslled it was
the only time | had seen her blush.
Looking up, she suddenly met the eyes
Of her guardian, Mr.. Gray, who was
present, Rising quickly, she went to
the piano, and seating herself, played u
light air.
That night a cry of fire awoke me.
lay unaffected for a moment, until |
suddenly perceived the odor of smoke
Rising quickly, | opened my door; the
hall was filed with smoke, aud there
was great confusion in the house. The
cry Of Fire. fire" arose.
/ flung ON a wrapper, drew on slip
pcrs, and commenced putting my most
valuable papers into my writing desk.
While was doing this there came n
quick step on the stairs, and voice crying
the names of all who slept on the land
ing. lopened my door again and saw
for the first time that the doors Of all
the other chambers were open, and the
occupants bad fled, 1t was servant.
oh, come down, for heavens sake =
she cried. The back part Of the house
is adre from cellar to roof, inside"
There were doors in the hall shutting
thll the back part Of he house Oft from
the front
Arc u}l out! | asked, tlingtng coat
around me, and taking up my precious
writing desk. Miss Houston, and Miss
Castleton ? said l. as we went through
the smoky ball.
| Heaven have mercy cried the lush
Girl, 'but ! dou't link Miss Castleton
is out ] haven't sceu her Oh, what
will 90 2
just then figure came Ieaping up
stairs.
60 down be cried to ne, as he sprang
! past me.
He flung open the door between the
two halls a volume If smoke poured
ont, and | retreated. 1t was David
Atwood. knew in stincti veIy that he
had gone for Florence Castleton and
that she would Immediately be safe.
Downstairs the people were carrying
ont furniture, and the greatest confusion
audsopnstcrnation, mingled with much
active energy, prevailed.
Mr.. Gray caught tho arm of Mrs.
Hawley, as she fled down the stairs with
pile Of valuable clothing
Miss Castleton, Mrs. Hawley-where
| is she ? he cried.
i don't know" she exclaimed DESPAIR
;ugly Some one went for her, have
not seen her
Mr.. Gray interrupted her with an oath
and sprang to the stairs but at that ia.
stant the figure of David Atwood emer.
ged from the smoke on the stairway,
with the senseless form of Florence Cas-
tleton in his arms. She had apparently
tainted with fright, or been overpower-
ed by the smoke. She was halfdressed:
her beautiful hair swept over pavid's
arm, her white, unconscious face wa,
clasped to his breast.
They carried her into the air, apd she
soon revived, and was carried to the
hotel where Mr.. Gray resided
The fire was finally extipguished, but