The Newtown bee., 1880-03-03

for kept walking up and down one, street which, though it pleased me by its pretty houses, would have wearied you who know it so we'll"
 "W hat street was it?" asked Miss Lester.
 "The street on which you said Mrs. Delancey lived. By the way, who was the gentleman I saw sitting on the porchp"
 ooh, that must have been Arthur. All the girls are in love with him." "I don't admire their taste." "Oh, Fidelia; why he's 80 hand some."
 "Then did not see him.' "Oh, it must have been he; he is the only man in the house."
 Has he light hairp"
 Yes, very light" .tAnd a book-wormy look?" For shame, Fidelia. He's very, | ''I don't doubt he was the one I saw. | Well the Opoliston girls are welcome to him. Suppose we stroll to the telegraph office, Rena; I want to send message | to pa"
 That afternoon MT. Fairfax received a telegraphic message as follows: | I have seen the hundred thousand dollar | prize. million would be too little. I take the eleven o'clock train to morrow morning | FIDELIA. Midway betw cen Opoliston and Ma | troville was 8 junction of three rail- roads. Tracks crossed and curved around each other till the ground ap- peared to be covered with an iron net work.
 How it happened no one ever learned, but two switches had been left mis- placed, and as the train bound from Opoliston to Matroville came thunder ing on it shot off in the wrong direction, then seemed to stand still for second, then seemed to shiver all over, and the next second the engine lay on its side, under two coaches, it's driving-wh revolving so that no spokes could be seen, finging earth and stones and ashes | like volcano.
 Then, ere any warning could be given, on rushed the train from Opoliston bound for Metroville. A shriek from railroad ties and tracks became one unsightly mass, half hidden by escaping steam.
 In five minutes the discovery was made that no one had been killed and very few injured, and those but slightly.
 "There's young lady lying on the depot platform who says she thinks her leg is broken" said an old gentleman to a group who were assisting the ladies.
 Is there?" said a young gentleman who was wrapping a bandage around an old lady's wrist. "Ah, now, that's done nicely" he continued, addressing to the old gentleman, Eff you will con duct me to the young lady I will go with you. I am surgeon"
 The surgeon was Arthur Delancey, and his conductor presented him to 8 very pretty young lady who was reclin ing on rough couch extemporized of mail bags. She had very pretty black eyes and black curls. She did not ap- pear to be in much pain, and smiled arehly at Arthur.
 eff Miss Fairfax was only like her!" was Arthur's first thought. Her injury proved to be but asprained ankle, and laughing merrily at her for mer fears she accepted the arm of the | physician and permitted him to almost carry her to the hotel. He supported her to the hotel parlor and insisted on giving the black-eyed patient his personal attention, a com- | pliment she did not seem 10th to accept. Some time was lost in sending for medi- cine, and over an hour had passed before the surgeon had bandaged the patients | foot. He was standing leaning on the mantel-piecc under the influence of the black eyes, and she seemed content to 1 suy- uvti.ins but quietly admire the doc tors golden curls and frank blue eyes, when the hall-boy, who had received several large gratuities from the doctor | for having run for medicines, and who was, therefore, his friend for life, rushed | into the parlor, saying:
 "Some one sent teIegrams to Opolis- ton and Metroyille, saying there'd been a fearful accident, and saying nothing about no lives heinz lost. So two trains have come in, one from each rlace, full of people looking after rela- tives, and there are visitors for both of you"
 Scarcely had he finished when through the broad doorway of the par Tor ran four people. They were Mrs. Delancey, on the arm of a fair-haired | little man, and MT. Fairfax dragging in very tall and very black haired and 1 angular young lady. "Fidelia Fairfax, by Jover cried Arthur, as he saw the angular lady. "Oh, my, MT. Delancey!" screamed l the black.eyed patient, as she saw the 1 fair haired little man.
 My son" cried Mrs. Delancey, em- bracing the doctor.
 Fidelia, Fidelia, my daughter!" roared MT. Fairfax, embracing the black-eyed patient.
 MT. Uriahr' softly murmured the angular lady. crossing to the little m m.
 "Oh, Miss Araminta" squeake.. the little man and he shook hands feebly with the angular lady.
 And you are really Miss Fairfax! said Arthur to his black-eyed patient. i" I'm so glad"
 And you're MT. Delancey," said Fidelia; ''I'm so glad," and then she blushed.
 My dear Miss Fairfax" said Arthur, then, bluntly, may I hope that we may both retain our hundred thousand dollars?"
 Do you mean retain it with honor?" she asked, blushing again. | "Yes. Don't you think it would be a shame to destroy the calculations of