The Dickinson press., 1884-10-11
of thankfulness hat the chapel was
very dark: and this enabled him to read

of thankfulness that the chapel was
very dark; and this enabled him to read
without much nervousness. Two gen.
tlemen came forward with the baby and
its nurse, and for a brief time during
the service the young clergyman saw
indistinctly the slender figure of o lady
standing in the dimly-lighted aisle. Be.
fore the end of ceremony her feelings
seemed to overcome her, for she lef,
the church sitting what might have
ly like a laugh.
What MI. Byron feared would be a
trying ordeal was soon over, and he re.
entered the vestry room with a much
lighter heart then when he left it.
While %disrobing, a name in indelible
ink on the gown attracted his attention.
Perhaps he should have respected hi.
fair b~enefactress' wish to remain un
known; but the temptation was toe
strong. He turned to the light and
read the name "Miriam Douglas"-un.
der the tucks and embroidery of the
robe which he had just discarded.
Wa it o coincidence, or had a kind
fate led him to the shrine of his idol:
The uncertainty was not to be borne.
will you ask Miss Douglas if she
can grant me five minutes interview
before i go" he said to the girl who
came, in great trepidation, for the novel
surplice.
In a cosy little reception room Julius
Byron was presently received by her
who had been the companion Of his
happiest dreams during more than three
years. The blushing bashfulness had
vanished, leaving IN its stead a graceful
womanly dignity. She was a sweeter,
fairer Miriam ' Q than of old, adiyine.
ly tall and most d%ivinely fair"
ooh, Mr.. Byron, how Mortified you
must be! You signed initials only to
your note; and 1 little suspected ia
whom 1 was offering that garment. /
recognized you at once in church, and.
in spite of the solemnity of the occasion,
1 had to laugh. It was such On I'M
commonly bad fiji!
ut was a great boon to me, and I shall
be everlastingly grateful to you for
coming to the rescue."'
Asudden Indifference as to the hours Of
departing trains seemed to take posses.
sion of Mr.. Byron, and he found him.
self with a certain amount of equanimi.
ty accepting an invitation to spend the
night at the Hall.
At the conclusion of her visit to he,
cousin, Mrs. NARROW, Miriam betook
herself to the house of a friend, who ex-
tended many informal invitations to MI,
Byron as we'll.
One soft fragrant evening, among the
June roses, Julius Byron told his love
story; and Miriam listened with a look
in her eyes that told her lover that he
spoke not in vain.
GLOW provoked you, in your turn,
must have been at finding my surplice
instead of the fancy gown!" said Mr..
Byron to his friend Willis, when they
again met.
was in a rage at first, I admit"
answered Mr.. Howard. But AFFAIRS
turned out not so bad after all. I put
on the surplice to see how it became
me, when one of the maids, catching
q glimpse of me through the window,
set up a scream, declaring that she had
seen q ghost. This brought q lot Of
visitors out of their rooms, among
whom, to my surprise, was Edith Full
tommy Edith you know. We had
quarreled and parted, never to meet
again; but the ridiculous feature of this
scene removed the ice between us, and.
Well, Byron, l have blessed the memory
Of your surplice ever sincev"
"That contretemps of the satchels
wa a lucky thing for US both"
piper and Tipson and their hum
bugs %forever? exclaimed young How
ard.