The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1884-05-10

get anything but malaria. There are nc
flowers"
oh. yes, indeed there aro." cried Kate,
Haven't you heard Of tho trailing arbutus?'
mo; what il it likef"
"Why, 1t Is a beautiful plant with lovely
greenish.white blossoms, and Is Just ~
pretty rs 1t can b."
well, my dear, as you have studied
er-er-what do you call it,"
"Botany, mother"
"Ot course, that's il; although I neye,
bought any myself. As l eaid before, az
you've studied about flowers at school YOU
ought to know. So take good care OF your.
self, dear, and look out Tor tramps."
Having promised her mother that she
would take the necessary p%recautione,
Kate sauntered towards the woods with d
light heart singing in her sweet, clear voice:
This merry month has happy hours, and d.canily
AS II Ihsy iiosied, like tho leaves. upon a alive.
The ttees a1e fun Of crimson buds, tho woods arc
And tue waters flow TO music like a tune: with
peasant words.
As she entered the woods a heavy tread
behind her started her, aud turning quick.
ly around che cav q most disreputable
specimen Of the genus tramp.
tie WIS a sulien looking fellow, with
piercing eyes and a shock OF hair that was
evidently q stranger to n comb. He held
in n hand q huge club, aud in the other
Il dllspldated tomato can. Ills clothes
would have frightened even a scarecrow,
and his breath would have made q blizzard
turn out OF i.a path. Hs had the appear.
anca OF being Il bold, bad man.
Hello, ducky! |" he growled, as he 40.
preached the shrinking maiden.
"And she did "hello!" with a veil that
made him drop Lis tomato can and stare at
her in wonder. Then Kate did what the
msjority Of girls would do under the same
circumstances-she tainted and fell lightly
on the Undiscovered ground. As she
swooned the glitter Of jswelry caught the
tramp's eager eye, and, rushing forward,
he tore from her neck q beautiful necklace
and locset, then fled into the forest.
Suddenly the stillncss was broken by a
manly voica saying:
Strange! | thought I hoard q cry OF dis.
trees. Perhaps ! was mistaken. Gould it
have been-why, what's this? and bend.
ing over the PROSTATE form OF the fair girl
he raised her tenderly in his arms,
$50 young and 80 fair" he murmured:
II wonder what ia the matter with her, i
must try to restore her."
Gently laying down his precious burden
he dashed to the brook and o o returned
with his cap filled with water.
Dick Dorwin WAS u handsome youth Of
about twenty. He was the only son OF a
New York banker, but preferred the calm
lie OF the country to the buetle and coniu.
sion OF the great metropolis, where men 40
crowd and jostle each other in the struggle
for daily bread that their better emotions
are almost crushed out of existence. He
had come into the country that lovely at.
ternoon to get some trailing arbutus for his
sister, but did not expect to find euch a
rare and lovely plant at his feet.
What q striking contrast, yet beautiful
picture, they presented! He, with his
dark hair, lustrous black eyes, and ROSY
cheeks; she, with pallid brow and q
wealth Of golden hair, upon which the
sun shone with such regal eplendor that
it seemed rs if q coronst adorned her
brow.
He bathed her temples tenderly and
chaiied her hands c%aressingly until she
opened her beautiful blue eyes,
us he gont?" she family Whispered.
"Who?" asked Dick, in astonishment.
'"Why, that awful tramp"
tramp Then it was be who-Where
is the ~villain7"
"He went that way" said Kate, indicat-
ing the direction which the tattered terror
had taken.
swat hero a few moments and I will
catch him." exclaimed Dick, darling of at
a gait which would have given him The
first place in the coming pedestrian con.
test in the Madison Square Garden.
He zoo reached an openingin the woods
and SOW asight that filed him with amaze.
ment.
There, upon a fallen leg eat tho tramp,
with his grimy face buried in his grimier
paws, sobbipg az thought he had been tasted
by a farmers hungry dog. At his feet lay
the chain and locket, the latter being open,
exposing. to view the face Of a mature
maiden.
swell, sir!" Numbered Dick, in tones
that made the tramp tremble. "Wha
havo you to cay for yourself, you cowardly,
miserable curP"
"Don't, oh, don't talk in that way" alb.
jectly pleaded the wreck. First hear my
story"
"Goon," said Dick.
"Once / was rich and happy. I loved a
sweet girl, but che refused me because
was not handsome. Then I took to the
woods in summer and lived chiefly on air.
In the winter l gathered tomato cans in the
city and Kept the park benches warm at
night. To day l saw q beautiful girl near
those woods. She wore some jewelry that
l fancicd. ! didn't mean to take 1t, but |
couldn't help it. suffered from heredi.
tary trausmission-my father was the
cashier Of q New Jersey bank. I opened
the locket, and there ip it was the picture
Of the lady I once loved. HENCE these
weeps. That Is my story, sir. Heaven
only knows how I have suffered"
"Follow me" stubbornly eaid Dick, pick,
ing up tho chain aud locket.
when he reached Kate's eide he pointet
to tho trembling tramp and said:
"Did that thing hurt you?"
"oh, no; hie appearance only frightened
me-" she replied.
EWhose picture is that in your locket?'
asked Dick.
"Why, that ia my dear sunday Schoo'
teacher who lives in that little cottage owe
wonder" replied Kate.
"Will you 90 with mo and GILL on herr
"Why, OF course; only l don't ses"-
"Never mind why I want 10 see her. ]
you are willing to place confidence in mo
will explain my reasons atterward."
Having given her consent. Dick ordere'
the tramp to precedo them, and the tri
went forward.
"Knock at the door," said Dick to til
animated old scarecrow, when they reache
the house.
"But, sir, p"
"Knock at the door or III knock you o
tho head" commanded Dick.
The humble banner.carrier Jared SON
Of the dirt from his knupkles as be carome