The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-06-11

Vul'hlJ, anu ll' ~ toHhVluUh VI utSlTt
to stop and pun himself together--if
only for a minute-befOre bdcing him
self for a second effort, ilut 10 Mona,
with her ire h and perfect health, and
1.-the and II5some body, and all the rich
young blood That sWQ's upward in her
veins, excitement serves bat TO make
her more elastic; and with her mind
strung 10 It's highest pltrh, and her hot
Irish blood ailane, she runs easily on
ward, until at length the road is reached
that is her goal
Springing upon the bank that skirts
the road on one side, SHE raises her
hands to her head, and listens with all
her might for the sound Of wheels in the
distance, But all is still
Oh, if they should be too latel But
bark! What is that greets her carr
The ring of horses feet upon the quiet
road
The girl clasps her hands passionate
ly, and turns her eyes on Rodney.
Mona, it is-it must be hel" says
Godfrey, taking her hand; and so they
both stand, almost brcathless, on the
high bank, listening intently.
Now they can hear the sound Of
wheels; and presentlya light tax-cart
swings round the corner, drawn by a
large, bony bay mare, and in which sits
heavy-lOoking, elderly man, in light
OVerCOat.
Mr.. Maxwell! Mr.. MaXwellln cries
Mona, as he approaches them; and the
|. heavy man drawing up, looks round at
her with keen surprise, bending his
head little forward, as though the bet
ter TO pierce the gloom.
Miss Scully, is it youyn he says, at
length; "and here at this hourYn
"lio back TO BantTy,' says Mona, not
needing his evident surprise, "at once
no,r. DO not delay. There are those
waiting for you ON the Tullymore road
who WI take your life. ! have run all
this w.. to warn you. Oh, go back,
while thrl is yet timc'
do yuu W.u TIM; ..gy want 10 shoot
me- says BHr,. ~ Il h FRIED tone.
Yes, | luuW IL. On, do not wait To-
| ask questions, hat go. Even now they
may have suspected my purpose, and
may be coming here TO prevent your
ever returning
But who are they? and where?" de-
mands the agent, completely taken
| aback.
II can tell You no more; | will not;
and you n1,t never ask me. 1t is
| enough that speak Tie truth, and that
have been able 80 save your life. y
How can | thank you?' says Max
| well. for ait
Some other day YOU can do that.
Now 90, says Mona, imperiously, way
ing her hand.
But Maxwell still fingers, looking first
a her, and then very intently at her
| companions.
1T is late, he says. "You should be
at home, child. Who am /, that you
should do me so great a service?" Then,
turning quietly to Rodney, II have not
| the pleasure of your acquaintance, sir, y
he says, grayely; but entreat you to
take Miss Scully safely back to the
Farm without delay"
"You may depend upon me- say
Rodney, lifting his hat, and respecting
the elder man care for the well-beng
of his beloved, even in the midst of his
own immediate danger. Then, in an.
| other moment, Maxwell has turned his
| horses head, and is soon out Of sight.
| The whole scene is at an end A life
| has been saved. And they too, Mona
| and Godfrey, are once more alone be-
| meath the earnest stars
Take me down, - says Mona, YEARLY
| turning TO her lover, as the last faint
| ring Of the horses feet dies out on the
! breeze.
you are tired, y says he, tenderly.
| "A little, now 1t is all over Yet
must make great haste homeward Tn
! Gle Brian will be uneasy about me if ht
| discovers my absence, though he knew
| ! was going to the Bay. Come, we must
| hurry
So in silence, but hand in hand, they
| move back through the dewy meadS
meeting no one until they reach the lit
tie wooden gate that leads to her home
Mona lays her hand on Godfrey
arm. Promise me you will not e
back to CoolnaguTtheen to-night?' sh,
says, earnestly. AT the inn, down il
the village, they will give you bed
But, my dearest, why2 There is no
the slightest danger now, and-and m!
horse is good one, and | shan't be an!
time getting" II
81 won't hear of itm says Mona, inter
rupting him yehemently. You woult
have to 60 mp that road again" with
strong shudder. IL shall not 90 indoor
until you give me your honor you vii
stay in the village tonight"
Seeing the poor child's terrible fea
and anxiety, and that she is completed
overweight, he gives way and lets he
have the desired promise.
Now that is good of You, she says
gratefully, and then, as he stoops {
kiss her, she throws her arms aroun
his neck and bursts into tears.
You are worn out, my love, m
sweetheart" says Godfrey, very tend
erly, speaking to her as though she is il
= years the child that lin her soul, sh
truly is. Come, Mona, you will no
cry on this night of others that ha
made me yours, and you nine If thi
thought made you as happy as it make
me, you could not cry. Now lift you
head and let me look at you. There
you have given yourself to me, darling
and there is good life, trust, befor
us; so let us dwell on that, and forge
all minor evils, Together we can def
trouble
yes, that is thought to dry a
tears, " she says, very sweetly, checkin
her sobs and raising her face, on whc
+ is dawning an adorable smile. Their
, signing heavily--a sigh of utter exhaus
tion--"You have done me good" sh
, says. IL shall sleep now, and you, m
dearest, will be safe. Goodnight, unit
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