Smyrna times., 1881-07-06
SMYRNA. DEL, WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON. JULY g. 1881
waken young man in splendor who fell

awaken young man in splendor who fell
asleep in poverty.
"Shall we not wake him?'' repeated
the lady, persuasively.
"The coach is ready, SIR" said the ser
want, behind.
The old couple started, Redeemed, and
hurried away, mutually wondering that
they had ever dreamed of doing anything
so ridiculous. The merchant threw him
self hack in his carriage and occupied his
mind with the consideration of plan for
II magnificent asylum for men of business.
Meanwhile David Swan enjoyed his nap.
The carriage could not have gone above
mile or two, when pretty young girl
came along with tripping pace, which
showed precisely how her little heart was
dancing in her bosom. Perhaps it was the
merry king of motion that caused-is
there harm in saying it?-her garter to
slip its knot. Conscious that the silken
girth, if silk it was, was relaxing it's hold,
she turned aside into the shelter of the
maple trees and there found young man
asleep!
Blushing as red as any rose, that she
should have intruded in gentleman's
5ed-chamber, and for such purpose too,
she was about to make her escape on tip
toe. But there was peril near the sleep
er. A monster of bee had been wan
dering Overhead-buzz, buzz, buzz-now
among the leaves, now flashing through
the stripes of sunshine and now lost in
the dark shade, till finally, he happened
to settle upon the eyelid of David Swan.
The sting of bee is something deadly.
AS freehearted as she was innocent, the
girl attacked the intruder with her hand
kerchief, brushed him sOundly, and drove
him from beneath the maple shade. How
sweet n picture! This good deed accom-
plished, with quickened breath and a
deeper flush, she stole glance at the
youthful stranger, for whom she had been
battling with dragoon in the air.
-" He is handsome" thought she and
blushed redder yet
How could 1t he that no dream of bliss
grew SO strong within him, that, shattered
by its very strength, it should part asundel
and allow him TO perceive the girl among
its phantOms! Why at least did no smile o.
welcome brighten up his face? She has
come, the maid whose soul, according tC
the old and beautiful idea, but had beer
severed from his own and whom, il
all his vague but passionate desires hC
ycarned to meet. Her only could he low,
with perfect lOve-him only could she
receive into the depths of her heart-anC
now her image was family blushing in thu
fountain by his side; should it pass away
its lustre would never gleam upon his lifi
again.
" How sound he sleeps" murmured tn,
girl.
She departed; but did not trip alOni
the road near SO lightly as when she came
Now, this girls father was a thriving
country merchant in the neighborhood
happened at that identical time to be look
ing for such young man as David Swan
Had DaYid formed Wayside acquaintanc
with the daughter, he would have becom
the fathers clerk and all else in natura
succession. So here again had good fol
tune-the best of fortunes-stole so nea
that her garments brushed against him
and he knew nothing of the matter.
The girl was hardly out of sight whe
two men turned aside beneath the mapl
shade. Both had dark faces, set off b
dark caps, which were drawn down asian
f over their brows. Their dresses wer
shabby, yet had a certain smartnes
These were couple of rascals who g
their living by whatever Satan sent thel
and now in the interim of other busines
had staked the joint profits of their nel
place Of villainy OH a game of card:
. which was to have been decided here Ill
der the trees.
e But finding David asleep by the spriT
? one of the rogues whispered to his fellow
3 "Hist! Do you see the bundle und
q his head?"
q The other villain nodded, wickedly al
4 leered.
t "I'll bet you horn of brandy" sa
i the first, that the chap has either
pocket book or else he has snug lit
q hoard of small change slowed away amol
q his shirts. And if not there we shall fiji
g it in his pantaloon pocket"
4 "But how if he wakes?" said the otht
l. His companion thrust aside his wais
N coat, pointed to the handle of dirk, al
nodded. $50 be it !" muttered the secol
, villain.
}, They approached the unconscious Dav
is and while one held the dagger towards t
heart the other began to search the bu
l. die beneath his head-their two fac
m grim, wrinkled and ghastly with guilt al
a fear, bent over their victim, looking ter
a. BILE enough to be mistaken for fen
r should he suddenly awake. Nay, had t
ID villains glanced aside into the spring ev
10 they might not know themselves as
r fiected there, but David Swan had ney
of worn more tranquil aspect even VIII
er asleep ON his mothers breast.
~ must take away the bundle," VIII
m pered one.
Id But if he stirs I'll strike" muttur
n, the other.
Is But at this moment dog, SCENT
e. along the ground, came in beheath
maple trees, and gazed alternately at ca