The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-02-08

ga walk? with pleasure. It is
glorious night" And faint ripple of
laughter is borne back on the breeze,
as the two cross the veranda and de-
scend to the lawn.
The mellow light of a summer moon
is slanting through the foliage of the
trees which border the avenue. Ethel
is walking very slowly, and the conver-
sation is desultory and not very interest
ing to a third party.
'T want to go to Italy this winter"
the colonel is saying. "Ah, Miss
Ethelyn, what delight it would be to
take you through those wonderful gal
leries of art.-you who are such an admirer
of its beauties" And Ethel gives little
asserting murmurs, while the colonel
continues in this strain and expatiates
on the various attractions of Italy,
which he does at great length-in fact,
Just little longer than his listener can
stand, for her patience is not her great
est virtue.
"You are an animated guide book,
Colonel Arnhold."
The colonel pauses aghast- only for
one moment, however; for Of course
her speech was intended as a compli-
ment, though rather brusquely deliv7
cred.
"My dear young lady, you are most
kind" he says, with bland smile; and
then the conversation becomes ex
tremely personal, they walk if possi-
BILE more slowly than ever, and the
colonel is speaking very earnestly.
At length they pause under the shade
of a wide-spreading elm, just where the
avenue comes to an abrupt turn. The
colonel is holding an unresisting hand.
"I will do all in my power to make
your life a happy one," he says, and
then silently awaits his answer.
Ethelyn's head is bowed. Where is
the eyes which she fancied she was SO
ready to giveP Once she looks up as il
to speak, but the words fail her. AS q
second time she raises her head there is
sudden interruption.
Around the bend of the avenue come
two men, slowly and silently.
"Only laborers," says the colonel,
reassuringly, as Ethel starts violently;
but in another moment he leaves hel
side and goes rapidly toward the in
truders, while she watches him in o
half-dazed manner.
There are four men now on the broad
path walking with steady, slow foot.
steps-carrying something between
them. She presses forward with q
strange, inexplicsble curiosity; but
Colonel Arnhold is instantly at her
side.
$50 back, my dear young lady," he
says, imperatively, though his voice is
agitated and trembling "This is net
sight for your eyes--poor fellow
thrown from his horse, they tell me =
quite dead, fear"
The men are standing still for O
moment, they have come out OF the
shadow, and the moonlight is streamir
down upon them in its full radiance.
Ethel leans forward, she only sees 6
white, white face, terribly still anG
quiet iu the clear light-then CRY
rings from her, cry full of pain an6
bitterness, full of remorse which she
feels is too late; and she is on her knees
by the motionless figure, holding the
cold lifeless hands, while the intense
nervous strain grows harder and harder
| to bear. She feels firm touch laid OF
her shoulder, Colonel Arnhold's voice
is in her ears-and then she know
nothing more.
Summer is over. October win dis pla,
wildly with tie brightly tinted leave
which are falling rapidly. 1t is typi
cal autumn afternoon, the air fresh an(
cold, but quite clear and dry, and tn,
sun shining brilliantly in the deep-blu'
heavens. The arbor, though not nearl!
as inviting as it has been, is occupied
by two enterprising pedestrians, witt
are on their way home from brisl
walk.
One is a young gentleman who carrie
his left arm in a sling, though with thi
exception he seems in very good healtl
and spirits. The second is blooming
damsel, who has seated herself in til,
Ions. hammock, and is busyini
herself with the Encouragement of til,
sling aforementioned.
"Ethel."
Miss Ethel looks up to find a pair o
dark eyes watching her quizzically.
"Ethel, dear, do you realize what
very triumphant income 1 represent p
Nonsense" is the only answe
vouchsafed, though it is accompanies
by brilliant blush
"No diamonds, no Worth costume
to speak Oft is positively heartrend
ing to see p young woman sacrifice her
self in this manner"
"Jack, do you wish to make me Sc
riously angry"
4" By no means, my dearest; bu
Ethel, 1 thought that they were suel
insuperable objections to marrying
poor manP"
Miss Ethel bends lower over he
work.
"I changed my mind" she says, soft
7 ly.
, Mr.. LINDSAY laughs heartily; the
: he stoops and kisses the little han,