The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1881-07-13

sary, bur, IN any sucn event, ne could nave
sent me word. You seek to comfort me
and thank you, but no one can convince
me that my husband has not either been
| murdered, Or"
She paused suddenly and set down heI
untasted coffee with trembling hand.
She changed the conversation, and began
talking of society and the pleasures OF the
winter season, laughing as she recalled some
humorous event. Her face was flushed,
and her manner wild.
James Dalton Immediately excused him
self, and rose to depart. The lady accom-
panied him to the door, after a moment
spent in extrieating her child's hand from
his.
81 am extremely obliged to you, sir, for
your kindness she said. f"rhe sergeant is
an acquaintance of our family, and he was
evidently looking to my welfare when he
requested you to see me safe home. 1t was
unnecessary, but l am just as thankful
You can, however, do me great favor by
watching for news of Henry, and, should
fortune favor you, please call at once. Here
is my card; shall be ready to receive you
at any time convenient to yourself"
Her cheeks were white now and her eyes
laden with tears.
Eyes, do come" pleaded the child. 81
like you so much"
By force the little fellow was drawn away
from the young man, and the latter stood in
the open street.
cam dreaming?" he muttered. ''What
will be my next wonderful experienced"
As if in reply to his question: as he walked
toward the corner, carriage came dashing
down the street, followed by q crowd shout
ing and yelling in a manner calculated to
brighten still more the terrified horses. A
runaway team-no driver on the box, the
reins trailing along the ground.
James Dalton sprang into the middle of
the street, and waived his hand aloft, to
brighten the maddened creatures back.
His action caused them to veer to one side,
and the carriage, whirling In to the gutter,
struck tree with terrible force. The door
was shivered to atoms, and the form of
woman was hurled out upon the sidewalk.
But she did not strike the tagging for
James Dalton sprang forward and caught
her in his arms. She came with such force
that he was thrown against an iron railing
back of him, and his hand badly lacerated
against its sides.
The horses dashed madly on, but were
stopped ere they had proceeded another
block.
The young man lifted the fainting woman
toward the street lamp.
He was surprised to find that it was the
same woman whom he had met with the
keen eyed man two days previous. She was
as beautiful even in the pallor of fright.
With the assistance of an officer, he con-
veyed her to the nearest drug store, where
she soon revived under the attention of the
doctor in charge.
Upon reviving, she looked about confused
ly till her eyes lighted upon James Dalton,
when she smiled sweetly.
''Was it you, sir, who saved me?"
James Dalton bowed.
care you injured, madam" he asked.
':Not at all-only frightened" she said,
shuddering. 81 will return home at once"
she added, rising. 81 cannot express my
gratitude, sir, for your experiences that has
saved my life. May I have your arm?
Thanks!"
81 am Mt your service, madam" and he
aided her unsteady steps. ''Shall not see
you to your home-or do I intruder"
This woman's beauty was fascinating-she
vas handSomer than even the magnificent /
Miss Ovington, but of different type-just
iuch beauty as drives mems reason to the /
our winds and renders them imbeciIe.
Again the lady smiled sweetly.
''Your company, sir, would reassure me,
he said, 'for tremble like an aspen-the
hock was so dreadful"
Mr.. Dalton now began to speculate on the
relationship of this woman with the keen.
yea man win wnom ne haG seen. uer IA
Sew York
This man had evidently been conversing
nth her on the murder of some one, and
-et she did not seem wicked woman, nor a
roman who would be privy to another'5
7ickedness. What, then, could she have to
o with the keen-eyed man?
She chatted vivaciously on the way home,
nd impressed him as a most wonderfully
greeable creature.
When they arrived at the house opposite
he little wooden church, she preceded him
p the broad garden path and rang the bell
Oice, with quick, peculiar jerk, that es-
lped her escorts notice.
The room into which he was shown was of
larvelous richness. The carpet was ofheavy
urkish make, into which the feet sank
the chairs and settees were of
Ixurious plush, the curtains of the finest
-bric, and the paintings and engravings
Masterpieces of art.
ST shall say nothing of my miraculous
scape, Mr.. ="
F6e lady paused as if waiting for him to
olunteer his name.
''Mr. Dalton"
81 shall say nothing of my escape, Mr..
alton, and therefore will call none of the
mily in to reiterate my thanks. My care
ssness would receive severe reprimand,
i'd l am very sensitive. Are you fond of
usic?"
''Passionately, Miss"
Mr.. Dalton followed the young .woman's
Zample, and stopped to have the blank in
IS speech filled.
She laughed merrily as she seated herself
the piano and honored him with her
lme-Celeste Van Duyne.
ST will endeavor to sing very pretty
lllad in my own humble manner, Mr.
r. Dalton" she said.
In rich, silvery tones, she sang the affect
g song ''Then You'll Remember Me"
James Dalton sat enrapt until she began
e last verse, when he rose and walked
Ter to the piano.
Beautiful, Miss Van Duyne!" he ex-
aimed, as she finished, and turned her
ce toward him suffused with bushes
0eautifull You are an excellent songstress!
ay request something of religious
aracter? Your voice is well adapted to
at class of music, and there is one piece of
lich I am extremely fond. Will you
vor me with 'FVital Spark of Heavenly
amer"
Miss Van Duyne's color changed slightly,
ID a serious, panied look took the place of
e lovely rose tint, then fled, almost as
lickly as it had come.
eff I knew the air, certainly" she replied,
'ut, as I do not, trust you will excuse
She continued playing and singing at his {
quest for nearly an hour, when James '
alton babe her good evening, with feel
g which he woHld have called madness
me time before.
''She is unmarried, and has asked me to {
Il again" he muttered as he closed the {
te.
The pale-faced young widow passed from {
mind that night; nor did he think of the
,1a-eyed man, who had conversed with Miss
bor a no fba