Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1881-09-29

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seemed hopeless, and he could think
only of one chance. SO he began to
haunt the Dalston station with such
pertinacity that an official OF facetious
turn, who had read Mugby Junction."
dubbed him "the gentleman for no
where"
Time went on, and his patience was
long unrewarded. But "all things
come to him who will but wait" and
one fine summer evening, as he took
his usual post, he saw at little dis
tance the face and form that, though
only seen once, he had never forgotten.
She passed him unnoticed, and, enter
ing the station, booked for Broad
street, and for Broad street Mr.. Linton,
who had followed closely, also took
ticket.
A train was waiting. The young lady
stepped into a carriage, fortunately an
empty one. He waited moment till
the train was about TO start, then sprang
in and closed the door. As he took his
seat their eyes met, and he saw that he
was recognized. He raised his hat; the
lady bowed and smiled; and thus en-
couraged, he began a conversation. II
so happened that he had with him the
very cane that had been the cause of
the former unpleasantness. And he
now made it serve his purpose, and, en-
tering upon a full explanation, con.
triyed to put the matter in such light
that Miss Ethel, who had evidently
keen sense of tho ridiculous, could not
fail TO be amused. Then he went on TO
ask after her relative.
Thanks, aunt is very we'll"
II should much like"-this rs a
stroke OF diplomacy-"to have the OPP
portunity of giving her 4 satisfactory
account of the matter"
His companion was about to answer,
but the train drew up at the platform,
and she had opened the door and
before Mr.. Linton, who was
never anything of ladies' man, and
who, moreover, was SO preoccupied as
to notice nothing just then, had realized
that the journey wasended.
There was nothing then but TO fol-
low her, and as they reached the barrier
together, lady came toward them with
a smile, evidently intended for Miss
Ethel only, but as her eyes fell upon
Mr.. Linton, she exclaimed
"Whyl what that's the"
She stopped suddenly, and he com
pleted the sentence.
"The person who so unintentionally
caused you so much annoyance at our
last meeting. Pray let me apologize
once more"
"Iour name, sir, is, think, Linton"
said Mrs. Grey. who was evidently in q
very afIable mood. Mr.. l.. bowed.
"Aud 1 have reason to believe that you
arc The son of an old friend Of mine.
After ron had left rs, / could not for
some time remember whom it was,
among my acquaintances, that you so
closely resembled. Then the similarity
OF name gave me clew, and d-well, [
think now it is who should apollo.
gize."
"Pray DO not mention it," said the
young man, nov in the seventh heaven
of delight at the unexpected turn in
events. Pray do not mention It," he
repeated. "I have often heard my
mother speak OF her friend Mrs. Grey,
but did not anticipate that we should
meet under such circumstances"
stranger things happen, in life"
said the old lady, sententiously, and
Mr.. Linton expressed his entire con-
currence.
But, in his present state OF mind, he
would have agreed with anything that
she said. Still, there was the old ques-
ton, oddly enough. cropping up in his
mind. "Who was Jack? ?" And For
tune, as If in amends for her former
treatment, solved the problem for him.
1--WE have been out of town." said
Mrs. Grey, cor dare say should have
met you before this, Mr. Linton. But
you must call on us, and l am sure
Jack-my nephew-will be please to
make your acquaintance"
Her nephew. Then no was Ethels
brother, OF course. Mr.. Linton was
walking on air. But, too wise to in
trude further, he contented himself
with seeing the ladies into cab, Mrs
Grey, remarking as they left him:
"I see you still have that"
"That dreadful sword-cane," put in
Miss Ethel, with g roguish smile at her
aunt.