The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1881-02-24


the prettiest dimple among the
blushos on either cheek. And then
such mouth. What rod lips Z
teeth of pearl flashing between the
roses Her forehead was snooth
and broad, and The neck saw, as
the fur cape dropped low upon tho
shoulders, was white as alabaster
and smooth "a marble. In brief, |
did not bear word of the lecture.
A month passed without my see
ing tho beautiful stranger. But
about that time 1 received an invita-
ticu to visit my friend Mrs. Segtr.
in M. She is widow of forty,
aud is tho mother Of n Miss Segard,
familiarly called Clara, / know
Mrs. Segart hal tried 5to bring
about a marriage between Clara aud
myself. aud | believe / was not
much opposed to tho match. CLARA
was good giil, everybody said /; a
very pretty brunette, with flashing
black eyes ani hair, but her form
was short, thick aud dowdish. lad
mire q handsome form quite as
much as handsome faces. 4 might
have married her--I really thiuk /
should, but for little affiir which
happened at u.
The morning started for II -,
Harry Bowers accompanied me TO
the depot. While vas buying my
ticket, l noticed another gentleman
come iuto the depot by fret
thought was that it was my shadow
that l saw before me. lie was
about my hoight, had a light com.
plexion Ike mine and eyes of griz-
ely graz. and Que of them tur1ed Ia
just like ono of mine. lie had a
tall silk hat, tipped on ono side on
his sandy locke, just so did I. Fur.
lhernrore, he carried in his band a
small earpet-hng. With tag mark
cd j. McO." tied to the stamps.
And SO did J.
looiitd ut him, anl lie returned
tlle c',nplimout.
Il say, SIR" eail tho stranger,
iookioa down at the carpet bag !
hell aud examining The taH "are
yoa John Mcpolan or lm ?"
Ny naus is DcDougel,' was my
reply.
ihopo you are an honest man. -
oaii he, for you see if you should
rob bank, pck pocket, forge Il
note, or cut oomsbolys jugnlar, |
perhaps might have to suffer for
It,"
Il can give yon reference as 70
character answered.
"fes, that's vary good. Bat, Mr..
McDougal, which way are you &C.
ing I"
Down, have bought my tick,
It
"Thon, Im going mp. don't
think we'd best travel together.
There is the, train starting now.
Goodbye ! wish you success, Mr.
Nc Donegal, aud for my sake don't
spoil your character
To get to M---.which is n rather
out of the way place, q small ones
horse town, with one tavern, two
churches and a poorbouse. | had
to leave the cars at T--and take
a private conveyance to M--,fye
miles distant. | could have gone
by the stage. but that only leaves
T----once day, at Ave o'clock
ia the morning.
So, when the cars stopped at
u took my carpet-bag in my
band and got out on the platform.
There was large number Of peo.
pie at station, but took no notice
OF any Of them except tall, brawny
man, in brown oyercoat and a
slouched hat who started for me as
soon as ! stepped OF the cars.
was about to move away, when
the slouched hat laid his hand heavi-
ly upon my shoulder
"youre villain |"
"Sirr'
"lrepeat it--you're a villain p
"a miserable scamp y said COR
pnlent gentleman, coming forward
and scowling tiercely.
Now, l felt that l was a match for
the latter, but as for the other one
| didn't doubt but what he could
work mo up into shoe strings in
three minutes.
viii you explain yourselves, gem
tlomon T. / asked, trying to
en,ile.