The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-01-11
"0h fatherp and she hid her face ii

M, 40 FdS " teffl0ie Slght, i know,
because there was mirror in front of
TIA"
Nothing that you ever heard on the
at9@e eyer eqaa!!sa that ki~v0a-GuradiiiinE
'Ha." of mine.
My daughter fell at my feet the pic
lure OF terrified terror or Mortified hor-
for, cam tell which. The whole thing
was grand and awful in the extreme.
Girl, said |, in a voice OF thunder
and lightning, 'did you know Tom Bus
by's father"
"NO-o." o.
COR his mother"
"No.
cor his grandfather"
mo"
Pm sorry" said /, making a terrible.
effort to calm myself. 'I'm very sorry
that you didn't know his grand father.
very sorry, indeed, because the old gem
tleman kicked me ont Of his front door
once for daring to make love to his
daughter, and, by Jove, girl, ii young
Tom Bunsby comes here to see you I'll
serve him in the same manner. On, re-
yenge is sweet-'tis sweet"
Julia got up then,
"Can | 60 now, father" she asked.
Eyes; but, remember, no more ofTom
Bunsby. Goodnight" = 4 X
Time passed on and Julia seemed the
same as usual. Whether she saw Tom
or not | did not know at the time, though
[ have since learned that they were in
the habit of meeting quite frequently.
No, / did not know that they met but l
suspected that they might, and, to pre-
vent any chance of an elopement, ]
never allowed Julia to 90 outin the even
ings unless / went with her, and at 10
o'clock every night the doors and win
doWs were all made fast against burglars
and lovers, and we slept secure until
morning. You perceive by this that /
am not one OF those who wait until the
mare is stolen before locking the stable.
Well, it was one nightabOuia month ago,
that, after locking up the house as usual,
[ retired to nv room, and, disrobingth his
lovely form Of mine, crept into bed. !
had iust,iinished my first nap, and turn
ed over for the second, when the door
bell rang, And how did it ring. Egad!
/ thought they would pull it down.
Was it fire, burglars, or did somebody
mistake my house for the Doctors? [
didn't stop to think, bat, throwing on
my clothes in the shortest possible time,
/ rushed down stairs and threw open
the door, holding my revolver straight
before me as / did so.
"a note for you, SIR, , said a small boy,
banding me a folded paper. My first
thought was that it was a telegraph
dispatch;
mo, SIR" and the boy vanished in
the thick darkness. Closing the door I
tore open the note and read:
Mr.. McStivers: Your daughter will elope
tonight with Tom Bunsby, if she has moi
already If Won find her nJt in her room,
ran to the hotel-room Is, first flight.
Adlsu, JOE hERR
All the tiger in the M]cStyerses was
aroused. / dashed madly up stairs, and.
throwing open Julia's Goor, rushed in,
Alas! / was too late. She was gone
the bird had flown. She bad not ueen
in bed that night. / did not continue
the search there, but flew on the wings
Of the wind out Of the room, out of the
house aloEg the street, till / reached the
falmouth hotel. The clerk was doing
III the office, and did not see me when |
entered. I did o speak but crept can.
tiously upstairs and along the corridor
until | reached No. 10.
"Death to Bunsby' / muttered through
my clinched teeth.
Oh how ferocious ! must have looked.
My blood cur les even now while l
think oft. knocked at the door.
IL will call him out and shoot him in
lis tracks, said /. 'I'm insane now.
Mcfarland was nowhere compared with
me, and no jury will convict me-" But
no one answered the knock, / tried
the door. IIa, it was unlocked. / en-
tered the room, The above four words
are oil terrible import, and ] want youto
consider them well. The gas was burn
ing, but all was still, save the soft
breathing 0fa sleeper, whose face was
! hidden from me by the curtains Of the
bed. Isprang forward, tore open the
| curtains, seized o bare arm. and with
the celebrity of lightning, yanked the
sleeper into sudden wakefulness. The
ex,sleeper screamed, / yelled once, aud
taeilt with a musical groan, fell 10 the
floor, tearing my hair as / went.
.RoderickT" said screamer.
"0h, heayings where am /? Ms
Mary, is il thou2 Where isis Buns
by?"
dead"
"And your"
''I'm a widow; and your
'Im-lm q WldoWer,W / answered,
with a groan.
81 always loved you, Roderick,' said
she.
and you are just as handsome as
ever" ssid /.
You've acted very improper to.
night" said she.
Internally So" said |. Where is
your SOM"
II know not. He loves your daught-
er and h loves him-andI love YOU
Mary blushed. Considering that she
was in a very light costume it wasn't
strange that she should.E
And Bunsby's dead?"
"Bunsby's dead!o
"Mary," said /, 'may / be a second
Bunsby--that is-oh-ah! will you be
miner
She threw herself into my arms. Just