The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1880-09-15

matrcn was that there were no va
scancies elsewhere, but we all knew
thatitwas because Che professor want
eato keep her as closely as possible
under hisown eyes
For a month after her arrival An
ME moped and pinned and looked the
very picture Of desoiation. The TO.
tses fldeaout Of her cheeks and she
Ecame to the recitations with hereyes
8all red; as if she had been crying
tSuddenly, however, she recovered
her spirits and became the blithest
and apparently the happiest girl in
school. The change in her WIS 50
Surprising that all the girls noticed
lit, and we kneM that, somehow or
Other, Annie had heard good news.
KS Qneday r overheard Tie professor
TALKING 70 herins the hall.
sMy chile, 1he said, ait pleases me
much to see that you are becoming
contented with your lot here, and are
regaining your good spirits. Shall l
write to your parents that you are
entirely cured Of your foolish infatu-
alton for the. young man Of whom
they wrote to met" 4Isss II. rs, ,l,,, !,
The little mink cast down her eyes
demurely, and said. li.4
Il think you may, sir, ifyou wish"
But that very night after the lights
were out, when | slipped out of the
back door and went to the garden
gate-well, really, didn't mean to
confess all that, but never mind, I'm
not going to tell you whether / went
to talk to anybody through the bars
or not, so you needn't ask me, AS |
was saying, when Invent out the gate,
somebody on the other side sudden
lysprang uptoitand reached through
the grating. II was SO dark that l
couldn't distinguish his features; /
only knew that it was nobody that l
Expected to meet. He stretched his
hand out to me in wild sort Of a
way. and exclaimed.
"Anniep'
drew back and said, in half
whisper, "Don'tmake SO much noise.
4 1t is not Annie.p
81 beg your pardon" he said. 81
thought it was Miss Killjoy. For
| lheayen's sake tell no one that you've
seen me-" es
@of course ! WON'T replied; @for
'ffd6n't know you.'
'Isn't there any way to unfasten
this gate?p he asked, shaking it i'm.
patiently.
"Not that l know of1'I arswered.
l"The matron takes the key out every
night, and all the doors and wind
ows in she building are fastened on
the inside" ate5
This last piece of information was
gratuitous, but / thought it would
interest him. q
"You're not q burglar, a,e you?. l
asked, trying To get a glimpse of his
face as he turned it toward me in the
gloom.
''No; I'm q lawyer"
"0h!" said l. u
He moved away and put his fin
ger on his lips.
"Mum's theword,' ''he said, and dis
appeared in the shadows. w
The next afternoon the regular
semi-weekly lecture to the history
class took place in the museum. l
think the subject was, "The Prehis.
toric Roots of the Phenician Alpha.
bet" or something of that kind, and
you may be sure that we were all
| glad enough when it was over.
1t didn't seem to me to be a very
exciting subject, but Annie Killjoy,
who sat next to me, appeared to be
in q perfect tremor during the entire
lecture. She was white ss q sheet,
and her eyes looked SO big and bright
and excited that was really anxious
about her.
Idon't believe that she heard a
word that the Professor was saying,
and every few moments she would
glance down the room toward that
horrid old suit of rusty armor, and
then look around the class in a sea.
red sort Of a way as though she ex.
pected every moment to see John Of