The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1882-08-30
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Il could not forget you, Miss Frere,"
| observed, in all seriousness, for such
was the thought that at once passed
through my mind; then adopting
lighter tone for Buchanan's benefit, l
said, Haven. you brought a parsol
to shade me from the sun in my time
of need at PRESENT."
"No; but we have plenty of cham
payne and ice too cool you. Come
along round the rUckl"
"Do come, Mr.. Robinsonl it will
please papa to be introduced to you
and family picnic" she added with
archness, "is generally SO dull"
There is no need to describe the
charm of the picnic, to me at least,
heightened as it was by the pleasure
Of watching the varied expressions
that swept over Miss Frere's face, to
die out Gas Wordsworth says in her
eyes, and by the singular rock scene.
ry amongst which we feasted. Buch-
anan was very attentive to Miss
Frere, and | had not doubt that a
few more months would see them
married. Declining a pressing invi.
tation to dine with Mr.. Frere that
evening, as l had to leave Penzance
for town, | once more lost sight of the
face that possessed such strong at.
traction for me. Shortly afterwards
| started for India, and after five
years. service, during which had
heard nothing either of her or Buch.
anan, | returned home for u years
rest.
Hitherto my story dealtin sudden
ly changed kaleidoscope combina-
tons; it will now become more steady
That summer spent with my broth
er and sister at Guilford, and was re.
turning there by the last train on a
lovely July night, from a cricket
match at Aldershott. Suddenly there
was a violent lurch, then the carriage
seemed to spring into the air, turned
over on one side, and after ploughing
up the ground for few yards, sub
sided, along with all behind it, into
general wreck, covered with clouds
of dust. The engine had gone on,
and the carriage l was in, having run
of the line, had carried confusion
and ruin into all behind it. To my
utter amazement, beyond good
shaking was not hurts so having ex.
triCated myself from the smashed car
riage, proceeded to help the other
passengers. There were very few of
these, and none were seriously hurt,
though contusions and broken heads
abounded. Loud was their wrath
and dire their threats of action, and
of the compensation they would ex-
act from the company. l left them
to their grumblings, and passed to a
irst-class which had not been over
thrown. BY the aid of the guards
lamp we saw Il lady sitting with
clasped hands, apparently paralyzed
with terror; while to add to the con-
fusion thunderstorm now broke
forth in a deluge of rain. 1t was out
Of the question to leave the lady
where she was. Madame" said the
guard, anxidusly, a trust you are
not hurt"
The lady did not stir or speak.
MADAME" said, coming to the
rescue of the guard, "sufier me to help
you out; you must not stay here; par
don mel" and | took her arm and
tried to raise her.
She burst into o torrent Of tears,
with her hands before her face, but
without uttering a word or rising
| saw that she was utterly unhinged
in her mind, though it seemed for
tunately not in person.
What was to be done. Guard and
| looked at each other in doubt; still
she could not be suffered to remain;
so took up her dressing-bag and
cloak which lay on the opposite seat,
and handed them to the guard. On
doing SO, a name caught my eye,
which was engraven on the lock of
the former article "Ellen Frere." 1t
touched an old keynote within me,
but that was all, l applied myself
again to remove the lady.
"Thank God" at last she said, de-
voutly, and started at her accents.
Once such tones had vibratod in my