The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-06-04
CHAPTER v.

day somewhat early in the evening,
Mona takes him round to the yard,
where two dogs, hitherto unseen by
Godfrey, lie chained They are two
splendid bloodhounds, that, as she APP
proaches, rise TO their feet, and, lifting
their massive heads, throw out into the
night-air, a deep hollow bay that be-
speaks welcome.
What lovely creatures" says Geof-
frey, who has passion for animals;
they seem to acknowledge him as a
friend, AS Mona lOoSes them from their
den, they go to him, and, shifting round
him, at last open their great Jaws into a
satisfied yaWn, and, raising themselves,
rest their paws upon his breast, and
rub their faces contentedly against his.
Nov you are their friend forever"
says Mona, III pleased tone. "OnCe
they do that. they mean TO tell YOU that
they have adopted you. And they like
very few people; so it is a cOmpli-
ment.'
II feel it keenly," says Rodney, caress-
ing the handsome creatures, as they
crouch at his feet. Where did you get
them?o
From Mr.. Moore" A mischievous
light comes into her face as she says this,
and she laughs aloud. But, | assure
you, not as a love-token. lie gave them
to me when they were quite babies,
and reared them myself. Are they
not loyelyy ! call them Spice and
'Allsplce, because one has a quicker
temper than the other
The names are original, at all
events says Geoiirey, which is a
great charm. One gets tired of Rags
and Tatters. Beer and SkittleS, Cakes
in question, whether they be dogs or
ponies
Shall we set out now2" says Mona;
and she calls Mickey, Mickey" at tie
top of her strong young lungs.
The man who manages the farm gen
crally--and is a plague and a blessing at
the same time to his master-appears
round corner, and declares, respect
fully, that he will be ready in a "jiffy"
to accompany Miss Mona, if she will
Just give him time TO elaine himself up
bit"
And in truth the claiming occupies
a very short pcriod-Or else Mona and
GeOtfrey heed not the parting moments.
For sometimes
"Timc M he psssca us, has doves wing,
Unsoilch nd swift, and Of silken sound"
I'm ready now, miss, if you are"
says Mickey from the background, with
the utmost bOpbOnie, and in tone that
implies he is quite willing not to be
ready, if it so pleases her, for another
five minutes or SO, or even, if necessary,
to eiIaCe himself altogether. He is a
stalwart young lIibernian, with rough
hair and an honest face, and gray eyes,
merry and cunning, and SO many
treckleS that he looks like turkey-egg.
son. yes, am quite ready says
Mona starting somewhat guliily. And
then they pass out through the big
ald-gate, with the two dogs at their
heels and their attendant squire, who
brings up the rear with soft whistle
that rings through the cool night-air,
and tells the listening stars that the
girl he loves is his dear" and his
"OWn, his artleSs Nora Creanan
Godfrey and Mona 90 up the road,
| overmany fields, until AZ length they
| reach the mountains summit and gaze
| down upon the beaute0us scene below.
| Mona Is sitting upon the side of the
hill, with her hands clasped about her
knees, y thoughtful expression on her
| lovely face. AT each side of her, sitting
| bolt upright on their huge launches,
are the dogs, as though bent on guard
ing her against all evil. She reminds
| Geotlrey in some wise Of Una and the
| lion, though the idea Is rather far
fetched, and he hardly darcs speak TO
her lest he shall break the spell that
seems to lie upon her.
She herself destroys IL presently.
This spot always brings to my mind
the thoughts Of other people" saws
Mona, softly. ~ am very fond of poet
ry; are you?"
every" returns he surprised. lie
has not thought OF her as one versed in
lore of any kind. What poets do you
prefer"
al have read so few" she says, visit
fully, and with hesitation. Then, shy
", 81 have 80 few TO read. have a
Longfellow, and a Shakespeare, and q
Byron; that is ALL"
"ByronS"
ayes. And after Shakespeare, I like
him the best, and then Longfellow.--
Why do you speak in that toner Don't
you like himY"
81 think | like no poet half 80 well.
You mistake me, -" replies he, ashamed
Of his own surprise al her preference
for his lordship beneath the calm purity
! NJ her ewes, "Rut--Only--it seemed In