Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-03-20

myself; and do you be OF as quickly as
you cam"
'.You, sir3" calculated the astonished
Philip. Il couldn't think"
| ''Pshawih was the impatient retort.
''Waste no more time. l can't 90 and
look after the fellow myself, it would
raise suspicion. If could have done
Grey's errand, would; but the Lady
Elizabeth might not have approved OF
the substitute. However, as this is your
sister, and not your sweetheart, who s
to be met, it is managed easily enough
| AT which station should she arrive, and
what is she ike?''
.'She comes to the Parry Street Sta
ton, by the train from York; and she s
like-they say she's Ike me-
Every good. Half-past four, you
say? I'll See to it. And now, lose no
more time. Good-day!"
| ''Must l let you know"
''Ah, yes. If you get back tonight
l must trouble you to come to my
place tomorrow and report to me, any
| time
Philip, at last actually taking his de-
parture.
AS he drove to the station to take the
1 lTdlu 10 EuDSIOIl, SOlIe SlA OT cl0HL
miles out of Irkford, he had time to
realize that his mission really must be
an important one.
alt must be-" he reflected. '.for the
/ Governor to hurry me off on the spot,
| and 90 and meet Grace himself. l can t
get over that"
| 1t was almost eleven o'clock of the
pifrht xvhor, phiE,,S- hon
| stopped at the gate of his dwelling
| light behind the green blinds, and-he
looked toward the left hand-yes, a
! light behind those other green blinds,
| too.
As Philip entered the narrow passage
| of the house, face, somewhat dolorous
in expression, and, as he had limited to
Mr.. Starkie, strikingly resembling his
own, was put out of the door of his sit
! ting room, with dubious, inquiring look.
till he had fairly entered. when the
door was flung wide open and tall girl
bounded-as much as such q small
passage would allow bounding-out
of his parlor and threw herself into his
arms.
my dear Phil! At last! How very
bad of you! How immensely you are
improved. l thought you never were
coming." She dragged him into the
sitting-room. "That little mustache,
oh. its killing 1t is, really! But what
hare you been doing all this timer"
s'Did Mr.. Starkie meet you all right.
YOU unfortunate child?" asked Philip,
holding her at arms length and look
ing at her. s:Allow me to return the
compliment. You, also, are immense
ly improved
To view her, one must have said that
in any case Grace Massey must have been
apleasant object to look upon. Tall,
dark. upright. she was perhaps some
what amply developed for seventeen;
with shoulders that were decidedly
broad, and hands by no means small;
all was yet SO tremendously formed,
and in such fine proportions, rs not to
appear in the least awkward or ungain-
ly. In every movement was the free,
elastic grace which covers. or rather
displays, vigor of constitution and
strength of limb, given by q healthy,
outdoor life. Grace Massey would new
er be a Hebe, but she might develop
into Juno-a stately, dark-eyed dame
one could easily imag;n it. At the
present moment she was all girl, all
sister.
did old Starkie meet you?" repeat
ed Philip.
"'Old Starkfe' did meet me. sir.
When he came up to me- taking off his
nat. and saying: Miss Massey, [ i'm
agine.' / thought that your manners
were immensely improved, but that you
had aged very much, and
"Iou preposterous goose! ] hope
you didn't give such a welcome to the
aged imposter as you did just now to
the real brother"
"Ohr' cried Grace. convulsed with
laughter, '.what frightful idea! be-
haved like-why, like any one ought to.
Mr.. Starkie saw me safe here, making
profuse apologies all the way for hav-
ing deprived you of so great pleas
ure. and all that. He appreciated my
company, whatever other people may
do"
1.-The old humbug!" said Philip, in
much amusement. "Wen, thank
Heaven YOU are here at last. What do
you think of your quarters? You might
begin housekeeping at once if you liked,
by seeing after something in the shape
of food and drink for me, forI am nearly
starved"
Grace rang the bell, remarking:
Il may get accustomed to it in time.
but just at first this place gives me the
sensation that am in a pasteboard box.
and must step and move gingerly for
fear my feet should GO through the floor,
or my fist through the walls
"They are rather thin after the Foul
haven ones, confess" he said. "Ah,"
he added with sigh of satisfaction. as
he seated himself before the meal which
''his widow had prepared for him;
if You knew, my child, what it is to
be perishing with hunger in the midst
of plenty
when was your last meal?"
cat a quarter before eight a. L.. of
the present day"
But where have you been. and what
have you been doing?'' she asked, in
amaze.
Securing the country for proofs of
villainy which have not found
proofs OF villainy?''
Never mindi It's all in the way of