Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1883-11-08

Miss Fosilby's luxurious carriage-but il
could scarcely have seemed more terrible
had it been hangman's cart bearing her to
certain execution. She leaned forward with
thought Of calling fer help; but who
would hear her except those whom she most
dreaded? Then came a wild impulse 10
spring from the moving vehicle and attempt
to escape but that also was abandoned as
futile, aud she sank back to await the issue
in trembling suspense.
1t might be miles before they reached
their destination, but, if nothing BETRAYED
her presence before, daylight must reveal il.
How many hours would there be frsto Oh,
if they only knew Aunt Barbara, Uncle
Nat or John-poor John. How he would
wonder and search. Would he ever know
She wondered. She half forgot herself in
strange pity for him. That "little home"
she had spoken Of only last night could new
CT be now. And she could have made it
such bright little nook Life was very
sweet-even the old homely work and wavs
that she viewed so scornfully that day and
if hers were to end now-so fearfuliv-tle
gilt ard glamor it had missed mattered lit
tie, but the truth and love it might have held
were priceless.
1t seemed an interminabe time that
passed in that strange journey, before there
came another halt, and a slight sound of
taking down bars and unfastening a gate.
lhen, by the uneven motion, she could tell
that the wheels had passed from the beaten
road to the rougher ground and at last
they stood still. 1t had come now-the su-
preme moment. There was breath of
prayer, wild longing to look into Johns
eyes once more, and then she collected all
forces Of mind and body to do or bear as
she might
Again she heard a whispered colloquy, a
low triumphant laugh, and then all noise
died away. The carriage door remained
closed but dim light shone upon her and
she saw that She was opposite the window
OF house--a curtaned window, across
which shadows fitted as of persons moving
within. sudden hope arose in Cherrv's
heart 1t was possible that her cap,ors had
al entered the house, and there might be Il
chance for escape. She could scarcely in
crease her peril by the attempt, and hurried
~ and silently she sprang to the ground
no one was near her. and she flew with such
speed as only desperation could lend back
IN the direction from which she fancied she
had come. As she reached the gateway and
passed out upon the road another figure un-
eXnectedly confronted her. and she drew
back in breathleSs terror
"HelIoa' exclaimed a startled but CHEEKY
voice
With that word She threw herself into his
arms.
"Oh, John John"
AN by f'bar-,. | n
was only walking up street in a woetul
aurry- with NJ thought Of meeting an, body,
least Of all YOU, until nearly ran over YOU.
Have YOU been spending the evening with
Mrs. Murray 2'
Mrs. Murray ?" Cherry lookel back a,
the house She had left and its outlines
slowly grew familiar. Il certainly was the
parsonage. "Oh. don't know !, thought
II must be some dreadful place. I've been
stolen and-uot quite murdered - size cried
Historically. And John. listening to her
story grew bewlidered as She.
II should have thought no one would
nave been SO insane as to Steal that carriage
With nope u selling il ; and 10 select Rev
Mr. Murrays a place to bestow their
booty"
lie paused then laughed. as sudden
lithi hnr~t upon him. Cherry, it's NIL
Halloween -
Al-llaiioween And the village bo,s al-
"ays celebrated the occasion b, stealing
-a'c~, carrying Oft signs ana working al!
m.uner ol mischief Cherry understood i
Al. ~ unrr. They had doubles. considered
Il magnificent JOKE 10 leave Miss Fosilbys
carriage ID the minister's yard.
"And isn't il nearly morning, John ,"