Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1885-10-17
MolIie Wilson's Bun

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seventeen yearso of her litein sYIl
try village; then she went tAth,
city to visit her brother and 401nG
it's attractions SO alluring th9tfsi,
months slipped away and. thestiml
of her return to country life M;ss,as
yet, indefinitely postponed. sFol
two months previous to her sEisi
her country friends had viedfaEitl
each other in telling tales oEtht
cunning, the wickeduess, the Sub
tility of city sharpers, pickpoeket1
and burglars, until the idea BECAME
firmly fixed in her mind thaEsht
was going into a den of fhievessbul
as yet, she had met with no adEen
ture worthy Of note, and was fast
reaching the conclusion that tsifJ
people were no worse than fheil
country neighbors, when something
occurred which caused her, fora
short time at least, to changeAheI
mind. But Of this, more anon.
She was still heart-whole, alsho
she had been sought by several
very eligible suitors since herAsE;
rival in the city, for she was a pret
ty girl very desirable for her Own
sweet sake, but still more SOFAS
Mary Wilson, sister Of the wealthy
and influential lawyer Wilson, and
this was how matters stood, when
one Sabbath she CHANGED to see
stranger in the pew adjoining aher
brothers., and could not help seeing
that the stranger was regarding
her with adniring eyes, but
she tried to dismiss sall
thought of him, as she had
done Of others on similar Oc-
casions, but fonnd it impossible
Those dark eyes presented them
selves to her mental vision with a
persistency for which she could not
account.
On Monday evening her brother
bought tickets and invited his wife
and sister to attend a lecture, aid
Miss Mollie caught herself wonder;
ing, as she donned her Gentleman ytI ia;T5
would be there, and if he would
look for her. She found the lecture
insufferably dull, and concluded, af-
ter a time, to return home. She
whispered this intention to her
brother, who saw her to his car.
riage, and giving instruction to the
coachman to return for them, he
went back to his wife, while Miss
MolIie was driven rapidly home.
ward. Arrived there, she loft her
hat and cloak in the hall and ran
lightly up the stairs TO her ROOM
The door WAS partly open, although
she was sure she had closed it, the
gas was turned low as she had left
it,, and in the halt light she saw,
before she reached the doorway, a
man in the room. His back was to-
ward her, and he was walking to-
ward a closet at the other side oil
the apartment. He opened the
door and stepped inside; one glance
told her that the key was in the
lock; she ran swiftly across the
room, her feet making little or nc
sound OIL the thick carpet. "Con
found It," she heard him mutter
"why can't they leave things where
a fellow can find them7" eyes,
she thought, cher first surmise was
correct; it was a burglar" Like
a flash she threw herself against
the door and turned the key. She
was terribly frightened, and fell
quite sure that she Should faint
but as her prisoner made NO dem
constructions beyond trying the doc
gently, this feeling soon wore off,
She turned on the gas, drew a cbai
in front of the closet door, where
she sat down to consider what wa
best to do. If she called the ser
wants they would be frightened
there would be noise and confusion
and perhaps he would get away
Ii she went down after a police
man, he might get out while sh,
was gone; no, she would stay wller'
she was and keep guard until he
brother should return. She hat
surely caught him; and did it yer.
neatly, foo; and the more sh
thought of it the Drawer and NOR,
Ijubilant she grew. She wished b
would speak; she was anxious t.
know how he felt about the situa
ton. Presently he did speak; h
had a very pleasant voice; be trie'
the door again and asked:
"Who locked that doorf'
And she answered promptly, I"
did,"
"What fort"
"Why, to lock you in there, G
course, and l don't intend that so
shall get away, either"
There was silence for minute G
two, then the prisoner remarked
"Don'tyou think his joke has gon
far enough, Mollie, dear9 Now lie
me out. There's darling"
"Oh! you wretch, you villial
How dare you?"
GLOW dare IwhatW
"Why, call me that"
saThonght it was my sister. B
; Jove!n he exclaimed in a lowe
tone. Then he bent down and lool
ed through the key hole. This
what he saw: A graceful, GIRLS
figure. robed in some soft, clingin
, material; a bright, self reliant fac