The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-02-24

The loose coat knickerbockers, and
shooting boots he wore, the breech-
loader he held carelessly under his arm,
told their own story, With gesture
of disdain, which harmonized but
strangely with the smile still lingering
about her rosy lips, she said;
"Why do you not kill when you take
aim? 1t is shame to torture even
poor little squirrel by such a bungling
shot"
A flush passed over the youths in
genious face,
at was a bunglcl acknowledge it,
The fact is, | am not what You seem TO
think | ought to be-a crack shot"
Mays frank nature was pleased at
the strangers modest assertion, and the
smile came back to her pretty face.
"See," she said, 'what my chase af
ter your poor little victim has done for
me, 1t led me to this hollow tree, and
found this in it, Is il mine think You?
Would any one else have claim to
it?n
The stranger took the memoranda
from her. and glanced over il, 1t was
written in Latin. After he had master
ed its contents, he handed the paper
back with half smile
According to this he said, this
purse has been here for more than
hundred years. don't think the de-
positor is likely TO claim it. Set your
mind at rest. 1t is yours Then with
a merry look into her face, he contin-
ed; II suppose some one will have the
prettiest dress in all the country round;
and may be a gold brooch and pair
of ear rings to match. y
mo" said MAY, seriously, 81 shall
have pleasure which is better than all
the things you have mentioned, can
save our home for my father and moth
er-that is. if this money is really and
truly mine. Oh, sir, am so happy
the farm was to be taken away from us.
A Girl can do something after all.
"And what is this little tremblers
fate to be?' asked the sportsman, point
ing to the squirrel, who, finding all his
efforts to escape Intellectual, had col
lapsed into a shivering bundle of vel
vety fur, and was peering at them
through Mays imprisoning fingers, with
its bright, bead-like eyes,
II shall cage him for time, until he
gets tame. Then he shall be my pet,
for through him came my good for
tune"
"And through me- said the young
man. "Will you cage me, too?'
NO" answered May, with dismay-
ed glance up at his tall six-foot stature.
you are too big"
He smiled,
well, then, will you take me home
with you and give me something TO eat.
| am nearly starved. Shooting is a
hungry occupation
eyes $500 especially when one never
hits" said May, mischievously.
a am at your mercy, was the mock
rueful reply.
I'VE can give you a bowl of bread
and milk at the house. viii that suf-
fce?'
The girl said this with an uncomfort-
able thought of the scanty home larder;
but the young mans eager asseveration
that, of all dishes, the profi'ered one was
his favorite, set her mind at rest, and
she led theway, with cheerful alacrity
TO the farm house.
As her at first unknown companion
walked on beside her he drew from her
the story of her simple life. Then he
told her of himself, and May learned
that he was no less person than Charles
Drake, whose home was in Boston, and
who had represented the proud Com
monwealth of Massachusetts in the SEN
ate. He was very wealthy and the
owner of these woods She drew
deep breath.
Oh She said, clasping her hands
and looking up into his face with her
bright, innocent eyes, chow ! wish
could live thcrem
Mr. Drake looked at her a moment
Then, as the knowledge of her mcom-
mon beauty dawned upon him, he an
swered, seriously.
'Do not wish it, You are better
where you are than in that great hotbed
of sin and wickcdness,"
81 thought Boston was the home OF
the best and most benevolent people in
the whole world! Is it, then, all bad?'
asked May, in surprise.
Mr. Drake felt rebullcd as he thought
of his lovely, pure-mndcd mother and
of his gentle young sister; but he could
not explain to May that his speech was
not of those in sheltered. cultivated
homes of wealth. 1t was of the poor
girl, with no dowry but a beauty which
is oftentimcs a fatal lift TO lis pos
SCISSOR.
The young man was made welcome
at the Lydcote Farm, and during the re-
mainder of his holidays he was a con-
slant visitor there. When not shooting,
he often accompanied May and her sis
ter in their rambles.
Once the little party had wandered
further from home than was their usual
custom They paused at length on the
borders OF swamp, trying TO decide if
the possession of a brilliantly colored
and accommodating flower would
repay the trouble Of threading their
way over halfIsubmcrged stumps and
treacherouS hogs to secure it. The diff
iiculty of possession made it all the
more desirable, and after many false
steps enlivened by bursts Of laughter,
the prize was gained
Seating herself at last upon the moss
grown roots of huge tree, May reach
ed out her hand and plucked a long
trailing vine. vivid with red berries,