Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-08-19
rNLUCkY THIRTEEN.

TNlUCk1 IHlRIEEN.
lam 4 Jealous man. There is no use
atrsmntiny to deny it: but tonight
1sra will he. there can be, no one of
nom | need be jealous. Lord Mac
Pbnole certaiuly-but-
psr Jenkyns throws Open the draw
No nom door and announces me: MIR.
~Ob Trevor, how dye do" says my
s,t having his hand on my shOnldeT.
| shrink inwardly from his touch, but
smile politely; for though | hate the
IA man. | love his daughter.
II believe We shall be thirteen" he
uas on. Kent has failed US at the last
moment. But you don't mind, do yOu?"
IpTotest, have not the slightest OBJ
| eetiOn.
No. thought not,' says Mr.. Bell
AIS with a horrid Smile-in anyone else
bgt bis daughters father, a disgusting
r Superstition IS the last thing
sou young men 60 in for nowadays,
a:"
Iassent TO this original proposition.
Somebody was saying, just before
sou came in, that Trevor fought shy of
hirtepn at dinner. But you say you
sl8't:n
From my old nurse | imbibed many
.urious superstitiOus horrors, of which
have never been able TO rid myself,
tgl how can [ confess it to this ogre?
| boldly deny any such weakness, and.
% my unutterable relief, he moves
iEsy.
kbamarvel to me how such a mon
ser can have such daughter as Eve
IN. think to myself her mother must
have been al angel of beauty and go d.
LESS and probably died of horror at a
Hs2reT acquaintance with the ogre. L
| II Just lssttiing the question entirely to
. ny own satisfaction, when the door
sens Though my back is turned. l
EgE il IS Evelyn. She mods, and
Ziles kindly as she passes me.
FOI the space of that second l breathe
As air Of paradise. But she goes on
ntO the drawing room, ana [ hear her
Eeeting Der guests, and laughing and
aking gaily. Then | see Lord Mac
F1a0le that iHfatuOus IDIOT, sltung by
Il. and she seems positively to enjoy
Is weak jokes. He IS horrid radical,
I'd to NE they have a low, democratic
aY0T What right has he to think he
Icy smuse a goddess with his feeble
VI: From my inmOst soul l lOathe the
scstiOusf fellow.
To add to my discomfort, those old
sGd supeTstItiOns rear their heads.
Never In my mind have / made one of
arteen. Of course there is nothing in
I ltell miSelf. How could there be?
Nevertheless | grew more i'll at ease.
How 10 think it iSnOt true? Who has
;'el proved it? And EVELYN says sOme-
elns which makes MacPhOole laugh.
nov can she cOndeScend to be amused
s.l such an empty creatures.
Al JOY! he is leaving her side with |
s9ne last joke, most likely as stale and
% as the hills. The chair next her is
sagtH Why should not =?
thinking TO leap at once to heaven
4Om the place Of torment, l rush into !
ls other room.
MI. TrevOr,' cries a voice 1 have J
-s4id called sweet. To me it is tie
wee Of an owl, a crow.
Taxing not the slightest notice 4,
"-'lnue my way headlOng. Sne soos
= coming. Is 1t only flattering self
8spQon, or does she smile with pleas
vi AT this moment | feel some little
-E5llment in my mad career.
Va, dear Mr.. Trevor" 1 hear Miss
sW:eSeuecIy. YOU have knocked down
-iIan. nan Are you growing bllnd?r
AgVerlng snathemas on that hateful
q p'cA IL up and return it to her.
-. ~ 9eh proceeds, SO it seems to my
-t..eu imagination, to inquire minute
I.o Inc health of every member OF
family. l have always thought
81 en squire Of danes, and Miss For
=, : Ooth beautiful and charming;
~, nevertheless feel that l could,
.rnt r,S enTeTlul alacrty, apply tie first
"',a 70 her funeral pyre.
~ ~ 4st She Is satisfied. I turn to
Nd Ael, and behold that giggling
,r.;- .t. io',e In the act of sitting down
r. y Evelyn! She only sent him for
ssTs Sieen. Who but |, her bond
@ ~. should wait on her? Who else
~ ler Ire screens?
g,. ny, unTeservedly do | consign
NV.nS-oeS Slue 10 outer darkness, there
TDaDrelI T1lueI with her fan forever.
he Io1 IOuIciouS OF the horrible fate await
ler ~, r., hear her entertaining Lam
vbjeb 81 -. WITH accounts of dance to
yss,.ls t4 sue Went last night. [ sit des-
g.r :, uV"n by a small table and
tebold u aloum. On the first page |
8s59i' f'le -e InonSterand Miss Fortesque.
y. ~ shut it and clasp if.
Ssrry Nv ~; up Jack, old fellow?" a kind.
It n =, 'viee says close to my ear. You
Ihsya ~ Isl1 next but one to her at dinner.
"CF.1Tn yeen pumping Jenkyns."
Esiefr' rs you are a trump!" L saw
~Yo.' as he sits down.
i'm. ava seem awfully down ,, bo ooD
hit tbat bleSlilhg his elbow on the table.
oVa ar 20. q ass MacPhoole YOU are zeal. :
lhfsrT5 Ti.y minute before you came
te erao5i. c1J ler compare his laughter to !
Vel rTsE0I 0I thorns under a pot"
a0iIyH a.. allow, greatly relieved. aI
Dat-banrf -foOSe !. She would like him.
AlteeDr55 " d. Chalmers, We are 10 be
%, and tbae ,ba OF that?'' He stares at I
iOus lan,t tueh bursts into an Incredu-
You are a.. lou don't mean to say {
Poor esIgS%lng superstitlous, Jack? !
seta atsnr>, ana a really my fsncies do j
No SguIa IN a sane man. w
say, "but still you know I