The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1884-07-10
MISS GLYNNs ADVENTURE.

MISS GLYNN'S ADVENTURE.
Many years ago there stood at the
crossroads between BriNton and Cramp-
ton County an old farmhouse, built in
a style that few of as remember, with
large, cheerful rooms and windows that
opened ON TO a carefully -trimmed lawn.
Roses and houeysuckles grew there in
rich profusion, and in the fall bright
yellow chrysanthemums deCked the gar
den beds.
A long, shady avenue Of trees so OBJ
scure4 the house that i'm the summer it
seemed like "a lodge in some vast will
derness, and so lonely that in spite of
its beauty a timid person would have
hesitatcd to buy it..
But Miss Glynn was not a timid per
son. She had lived thirty-iiye years in
this vale of tears without encountcriug
either ghosts or burglars, and she pur-
sued the even tenor of her way through
seed-time and harvest, without any APP
parent desire for CompaniOuship or re-
lief from the mOuotony of her exist
ence
People said that she had had a TO
nance early in her youth, which had
ended in cruel disappointment, and that
when her father died and left her sole
possessor of the old homestead she had
decided to keep on living there. hiding
from n curious world the one sorrow oil
her life.
However that may be, Miss Glynn
kept her own secrets. The door Of the
closet which contained her skeleton was
never open, and when any one from the
neighboring village did come TO call on
her, they found hcr chcerily n work,
~ --,s-f,sl- M Il
every sign of a wcll-regulated house
hold.
One night q have this story from
Miss Glynn's own lips) there was a
wedding at BriNton, a hamlet some five
miles distant, and her cook and house
maid, being related TO the bride, desired
to attend it.
There was no way for them To get
there unless John Thorn (thc farmer)
drove them over and stayed TO bring
them back.
Now Miss Glynu, rs l said before,
was no coward, and she was, moreover,
very indulgent to her farm hands, SO she
said: "You may go; / ann not at all
afraid to be left alone; only be sure &c
return in time for the mornings work. "
In a wing OF the old house slept Jim
Saudlord, the Chore-bov, y half-witted
fellow, maybe fifteen years old, who
would have been of no use as a pro
tectOr; but Miss Glynn laughiugly un
chained Don, the great Watchdog
more 60 satisfy the servants than from
any nervous fears of her own. And
when the usual time came for retiring
she went UP to her lonely room with a:
little dread of the shadows of night fall
ing on the old house as if q regiment O.
mounted dragons kept guard outside
her window.
She said that she must have fallen in
TO light doze, when something (sh'
never knew whaD awakened her. NJ
moon shone in through the old-fash
toned gabled windows, and everything
was plunged in that profound stiffness
which can he felt
A peculiar consciousness of another
presence in the room came over Mis-
Glynn. IL oppressed hers she tried e
shake il of, to think of something els,
to go 10 sleep. The distant bark o
n watch dog fell on her ears She en-
dcavorcd 10 weary herself by countin!
the barks-in vain; above and bcyOn,
all other ideas was the persistent an'
haunting one that in her chambe
somewhere another human being wa
concealed.
Miss Glynn was an energetic woman
her resolves were but the precludes {,
immediate action. All of a sudden TN,
darkness became iutolcrablc to her, an,
without any actual fear, but more from
n longing desire for n ray of light, Sh
stretched out her hand to reach
match from the little table beside he
he'd, only TO feel it gently but tirml.
graspcd.
Not cry escaped her. all her wonder
ml power of solf-control came 70 he
aid. and, without struggling, she mcrel.
asked:
.'Who is Thereof
A mans voice answered from the cur
tains beside the bed:
Madame, / am sorry TO disturb YOU
slumbers, but I should hC much obligc
if YOU would show me what valuable
YOU have i'm the house. AS my time
short. | viii light your candle" and re
leasing the hand he fumbled for an
finally found n match with which he Ii
the taper beside the bed
She saw him then, a tall, haudsom
man. evidently n desDerado; TO b
foiled. not struggled with.
Miss Glynn's wits were rs ready a
her presence of mind.
"Sir.' said she, in the same polit
tone ne had adopted, lit is embarras,
inc for me to rise and dress in the pres
pnce of a gentleman. ! will accommC
date YOU, but l must request that yo
will step outside the door while l max
my toilet
With a bow her visitor left her, hay
inc glanced cautiously around th
chamber to assure himself that she ha
no other means of exit, and took j.
most lust outside in the old-fashionc
hall. whistling softly 10 himself {
bumming an air from one of I'll
operas
And sheP--
Daring the five minutes in which 81
r,ade her hasty toilet Miss Glynn ha
not only hidden in her bosom q bunc
M bank-notes, but had laid her plar
for checkmating the gentlemanly bu
glar =, III .h, .b-.,,-;,,
anon the door, and looking as trim an
Nal as If she had prepared herself Il
congenial company ,-
Tie glanced admiringly at her rs 81
stood there, the flicker om-the cand