Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-05-21
NO 121.
Gales ano Skettbes.
MISS MAnONEl'S LACE.
Continued from Yesterday.

Poor little Adele was the penniess or
phan of pennilesS parents. and she taught
drawing in large Schoolin Boston. where
Phil had happened TO see her and love her
at first sight Phil WAS coming before
long now for his months vacation. and
she WAS only living by counting the hours.
4 little restless till then, the light talk of
the girls seemed To her unmeaning chat
ter. in which she had small interest, and
she used to wander off by herself. sketch
ing effects ON her little pocket boards. or
living in the fern or under the shadows of
the cliffs. with an unread book in her hand
| bv the hour together. Occupied with her
own ianccS. and with the drawing of the
outlines OF old Worlds End, il was not
strange that she did not notice the demean
or of the girls or. if she did not observe
them whispering with their heads togeth-
er. that she should have thought it no
more than the customary mischief and
merry making.
She was standing alone one morning.
Just As the sun was driving the grass and
moss on the top of Breezy Bluff, behind
her the great purple mountain. below her
the dewy verdurc of the hllsidcs hawks
were soaring and sweeping over her head
in the marvellous blue ofthe stainless sky,
ard under her feet the tops of the woods
were bowing and bending. II was not
like daily life. she was saying to herself.
'"This wonderful hill country 1t is just
as if one had died. and were really ap-
preaching heaven" And in her white
gown. with her bright brownh hair floating
out above her face in the wind that famed
so pure Il color there. and with her lumi-
nous eyes borrowing the very color of the
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As she stood there, rapt in reverie and
happiness-the world was so beautiful,
and Phil was coming any day now, and
did not notice Miss Mahoncy, under big
umbrella. toiling up to mccther. till thatin-
dividual was close upon her.
II have followed you here Miss Mont
rose" said she, suddenly. in her most
rasping tones. Ito save you any mortii-
cation before the other boarders. and 10
ask what you have done with my Devon
shire point
with whatP''
with my Devonshirc point
What have done with your Devon
shire pointP Why Miss Mahoney. what
do YOU mean?'
II mean what | say. NV Devonshire
point has disappeared. have search
ed everywhere for it-so have two or three
othcrs-evcry box, every bag. every bas-
kct every drawer. ] have shaken every
garment, have left no nook or corner neg
lec,ed. and it is not to he found. You
were the last person seen with 1.-THE on
ly one who appreciated it. What have
you done with it ?''
''You must-you must be dreaming.
Miss Mahoney." said Adele. what in
the world should do with your lace?'
"Finish bridal toilette with it. per-
haps," said Miss Mahoney
'Do you mean-is it possible you can
moan
Miss Montrose, | mean that somebody
has taken my lace. and that to be plain,
suspicion points to you, and that ! am
giving you chance to restore it to me be-
fore call in an officer. For doubtless.
since you could do such thing. youknow
the. value of that lace
"Am l talking to Il crazy woman"
cried Adele.
NO. said Miss Mahoney "But l am
talking to a thief"
For moment Adele was dumb. Then
the full meaning of the accusation smote
her. and her anger flashed up like flame.
GLOW did it happen she broke forth.
''that so dreadful, so contemplate u
woman came under the same root with
me Leave me, leave me this instant!
! refuse ever to speak TO you again"
. "You will speak to the officers of the
law, then said Miss Mahoney, using her
umbrella like tip-staff 1.-The people at
the house have but guessed that sus-
pected YOU Now shall speak at once
to Mrs. Picrson and the other boarders.
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dreamed that coming into country farm
house / was cominginto den Of thieves. >
And she was rs good as her word.
Adele herself hurried down the noun
tain. Shipping and scra.nbling and rolling
But fast as she went in her Indignation.
miss Nahoney's long legs had gone faster,
and as she drew near the house, she saw
that the usual gay morning parties on the
piazzas were absent, and she presently
Understood, by the sound of the loud for
cetful tones that came through the open
window, that the loss Of the Dcvonshire
lace was under discussion.
.Mr. Philip Hunt will learn" Miss
Never was saying, THAT before one mar
Iries a beauty it is best to see whether OF
not she is kleptomanIac
Observation-Disclosures, cried Miss Ma
ihoney.
"a tbicf's a thief. Rich or poor. She
has my lace, or she hasn't If she has
she's thief. and four strong walls will
hold her before night-fall, and save the
lace of other people"
It seemed to Adele that she was certain.
ly going mad herself. She walked II
among them and stood looking about her
white as ashes, and with blazing eyes
'1s there any one here capable Of believ
ing such frightful thing as this woman'i
words ?'' she exclaimed.
miss Montrose cried Mrs. Person
Miss MontrOse, don't you be a init,
troubled. There's nobody believes her
We'd trust her, all Of us, with untolt
gold
II don't know" said Maria Meyer theI
slowly, and very white herself. But
feel it my duty to say that passing Mis-
Montrose's door the other morning, saw
what looked very much like a long stir
!. of lace futtering at her window
: maria Meyer cried Lucia. II woul,
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