The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1882-07-07
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voice from the otber side Of The door.

-clteeks turnctt frofff tiestttty fttte % si~ -
my Z isui Busstop minute splsaded siqsa
voice, from the other side of the door.
|. There a mistake. rs
9t' Yes -n-said Polly. :. there isssa ms
takel You are mistaken in suppos nS
that am TO be simposed upon.i Now,
stay there until | cali the coachnian
and the two stable-hands, and unloose
the dogr'
(Which four last be, it undeEto9d,
were entirely a fiction of Miss PoilY :. 8
irmagination)
She stood a second, ,orse- to coasider
Miss Baird must not be excited or diS-
turbed-at least, so the doctor SAID;
Besides of what use could Miss Bar
possibly bep 10 % So
"rn 90 for the girls said Polly,
.sI'll be at the ball, after alll''
And, folding a shawl. around her
pretty, taper shoulders, away she shot,
ike an arrow. quite Needless OF tbeslaee-
lined train of the garnet silk dress. :
= Hazel Hill, where the ball was being
held, was not more than a quarter OF
mile from Stone Tower, and, lighted
from garret 60 cellar, itpresenteda very
pretty sight to Polly's wondering eyes.
8 She posted herself on the verandah.
inst where a easement had been opened
to cool the peFf1med atmosphere Of the
dancing-room. and there, with big,
sparkling eyes, and cherry cheeks, half
hidden sby7the shawl drawn over her
head and ears, she watched to eaten
glimpse of Amy or Mamie.
= There they were, dancing. Polly
would scarcely have known them, so ra-
diant they seemed-their exquisite Dor.
roWed dresses set off by lights, THEN
faces flushed by happy excitement
at last Amy sat down by this very open
easement, smiling and tanning herself,
while her partner hurried to bring her d
glass of iced champagne.
All'of a sudden Il cold little hand fell
on her round, dimpled shoulder. She
started and looked around.
% Pollyl Goodness met it can't be
possibler' she exclaimed. ''What on
earth has brought yop here? Is Miss
Baird dead? Has papa come homer
/" No, = answered Polly, sepulchrally.
..But H. We. caught a burglarl Call Nan
ME and come home aJ once, because
maybe, he'll break bose
And so Amy never got the iced cham
payne, and Mamie didn't finish he
waltz with a whiskered young gentleman
from Montreal. And Harry Sinclair. tn,
,brother of thehostess, accompanied then
back TO the Tower, with the tallest of th
MATTERS, two revolvers and a blackthorT
stick which would have done credit L
Rory O'More himself.
- Thus backed up, Polly drew the bolt
unlocked the door. and called in steu
accents, to the se9uestered victim:
Come out, you villain come si
oncer'
: : And a tall, rather pleasant-Iooki1g
young fellow emerged, shiYering with
the cold and having the traces Of coal-
dust on his white shirt collar and Light
kid gloves
"Who are you2'' sayagely demanded
Sinclair. 49,.
The gentleman presented his card
a. Nv name is Stafford, y said be.
{" Colonel Copely requested me to cal
here andsabring his daughters back to
New York with me Here is a Letter
from him. He has taken furnished
house ins nsFortyrseYenth, Street, and -
Goodness melt gasped Polly. clasp.
iing herhands .oYeE her eyes, And J
shut him In the coal-celIarn' ~ Z II
Foroae dread ssc6hd fhere siLenc,
and|then thsy1 al burst, inte 2 pean d
contAsions isdgh hksr which bro ks' up al
cerelpQny, ,2t once, and rendered -tnem
All excellent friends. ts,'s... =, - I,
Mr.. Sinelair,.with the tall waiter aud
the bIackthorn stick, departed; and Polly
with a littlesof Nannie's amateur assist
'ance, served up an impromptu supper OF
bread and toasted cheese, which was
pronounced a success. Mary Eliza re
turned in a little while and all was well.
The next day commenced the packing
for removal Mary Eliza was to remain
in the Stone Tower until Mrs. Baird {
and the three girls re-
burned to New York with Mr.. Stafford
And Mr.. Stafford, strange to say, ap
peared to have no malice toward his fan
little jailer.
:" On the contrary said the. shngd
Amy, as the season advanced ssI1e
believe he likes Polly the best eof MS al.
or he would do if she WASH such child
But she's growing older every day,
said Mamie, ..
And prettier,' added Amy wild ,
laugh.
was no telling what might happen on
of these days. But if they venture 1
question Poly herself, She only latgk
and bushes, and hides her face. III
Because. you know. Pm not grown
woman yek'' : says Polly -Saflirdcs
Ni0ht- .<lN
Dinner Innovations.
An alteration in the arrangement oi
the dinnerta has been already adhptd
iby the more refined and delicate dinner
givers of Londons The tableeloths NE
no longer of the snowdrop white whid
their grandmothers were so proud b
display on the polished mahogany boart
but are of the color best suited to tR
4 furniture and the walls of the room
Some are now hein0- exhihifed in I'll