The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-09-06

added, spying and prying afksr me like this, just e if-just ss fyou thought l vas-I was not to be trusted by myself for moment It's not fair. It's not like you"
 "No; it's not like me,1 asserted Luke, " and it's not like yod, lass, to come . up here, and saying in the cave all sorts Of gibberish that pack of silly women have been talking to you about Mosh@ Twitfer's for one, I'll be bound. know her.n
 @Nevsr mind," said Peggy, startled by Lakes proximity to the truth, and taking refuge in . phrase that committed her to nothing, and at the same time assHied that spint of independence which he had aroused.
 "It's not as if you haven't been sen- ibly brought up," said Luke gravely, or were one of those wen,:hes in the village. It's just the sort Q thing canf abide in man or woman, Peggy; hardly in a child. can't abide il"
 Then don't abide il" said Peggy pertly; "that doesn't matter to anybody, suppose"
 "l should hope it would matter to you," he said tendefly, nov, land if it don't matter what say or think. why, you're not my Peggy, but some other lass who come out of My Lady's chapel in- stead of yourself"
 z" You shouldn't make me angry"
 "You shouldn't have gone up there all alone, fegyr he said reproachfully {; "there's some rough fellows at the quarries about, and it's late and dark. And you might have fallen, and it's a steep way down, too. Catch hold of my hand-do."
 No, thank you, Mir. Shands."
 Luke Shands looked grayely at her, and then said:
 shouldn't have thought 1t of Peggy Brantwell if anybody had told me but herself that she could go of in a tiff and temper because the man who likes her was afraid she might come to harm. couldn't have believed it."
 .It isn't as-as if-"
 And then Peggy, meeting sob on its way upward, made gurgling noise. and swallowed it to disguise her emotion.
 And blest if believe it even now" he added.
 "I-I didn't want to be seen."
 lust as my luck has turned, too-|ust as little streak of good luck seemed coming to you and me--that you should go on like this," he said.
 What"
 "And snap me up just like that old of yours. wish,n he cried a little grossly himself, -that l may never be lucky again if this is to be the eod of it.
 "Oh you wicked"
 And then Peggy burs. into tears, and frightened Luke, who drew her more closely to his side, and soothed and her, and was very nearly crying too. Thus the storm ended, and the shoe, lightning flickered away, and before the lovers had reached the village they were laughing and talking together, and the best of friends.
 "And what is the good luck. Luke ?" she asked, as he did no, speak of it again, is the aggravating habit of the male. sex in general-seemed to avoid subject upon which he knew she would be anxious Why don't you tell me.'
 Well-Uncle Ribbons dead"
 "Oh" exclaimed Peggy, "how dread full. And you call that luck ?''
 Well-Cncle Ribton never saw any of us for years-he wasn't unlike your I've heard, not but what he's very pleasan, at times it he likes. I've no cause to fret much because Uncle Ribton's dead. don't even remember what he was like when he was living, you see"
 That makes a difference said Peggy thoughtfully.
 And as he has 10 relations SO near as l am, the lawyer wrote to ne tonight to say I've come in for his pigs"
 His whats"
 His pigs. He was a pis-dealer in Nelteseombe. Haven't you heard me say so:'
 aDid you get that letter by this alter aoon's post:'
 Yes"
 lust at sundown: That was when l was praying for good luck to you, Luke r
 "Were you, thoughs Well. that's little strange, ain't it," said Luke, and for me, too. Bless you, Peggy, let me kiss you for that before we go any further."
 That little ceremony having been gone through satisfactorily, Peggy said
 '' It doesn't seem to matter any one sec ing me go in or ou. of the chapel 70 glad"
 Perhaps something Ii happen to spoil it," said Luke, with another long laugh, as 1t has not been accorHing to Mother rwitters-it was Mother Twitters that put all that nonsense into your had, wasn't it, now ?"
 "Well, Mrs. Twit,ers did mention it, Peggy confessed.
 "Your grandfather said long ago she vas a witch, and orgtt to be drowned"
 |" Poor thing. And how many pigs Ire there, Luke :" asked Peggy, return ng to the main subject; for upon those 'igs hung the destiny of this young :ouple-
 Five: and one of 'em's blind" replied luke.
 Oh. 0ood cracious all this fr,ss zhout