The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1885-03-12
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Your fare, please?''

glanced up in surprise to the familiar
face, whose brown eyes had mirthful
CLEAN as they met her own.
'.Mr. Carroll ~
Conductor of Number Four, and
very much at your service, Miss
Hamilton said the young man, doffing
his cap with a bow that would have
graced a drawing-room.
You are surely jesting?"
There was something in this that
reused the warm and hasty temper of
our hero.
at isn't likely to be much of a Jest
to me. What pity it is that should
be reduced by the misfortune of friend
to such a necessity as this -
That depends on how you look at
it, said the lady icily; you know my
fathers position"
Certainly" interrupted the young
man; land now that you know mine,
our little romance, which was very
pleasant while it lasted, will have to
end. | suppose ?'
Very well; let it be so'
The car, which had only few in it
when this conversation commenced. was
now nearly full, and Arthur Carroll
turned away to attend to the duties of
his office.
But as he passed around to collect
his fare, his eyes rested more than once
on the partly averted face, which look
ed strangely pale in the dim twilight.
A feeling of yearning tenderness swept
over him, and passing by the place she
sat, he said, hurriedly:
'Ida-Miss Hamilton, fear | spoke
too harShly; if you will suffer me to ex-
There is nothing to explain" said
Ida, rising to her feet. Il think l
understand YOU fully. Please stop the
car; l get out here
Arthur mechanically gave the signal
The silken robe swept past him with
faint rustic, leaving upon the air the
perfume of the rose upon her breast.
With dazed bewildered feeling, the
young man watched the erect and
graceful figure, which never vouch-
safed him a glance, until it disappear
ed
Can it be possible for me to be so
deceived in her9" he thought. ..Iwould
have staked my life on Ida's love for
me. and that it was for me alone. But
what an | to think now ? Before the
dawnino of another day, will know"
As Arthur stood upon the steps of
Mr.. Hamilton s stately mansion, he saw
that there was n . light from any part
of it except the ILL rary.
81 fear Ida is not at home, he
thought.
But she was, so the servant said who
answered the bell. He gave the man
his name and errand, who returned
almost Immediately. saying:
Miss Hamilton is busy, and begs TO
be excused"
It is better So, muttered the young
man, as he descended into the street,
he scarcely knew how. "Had l seen
her, might have been fool enough to
let her know how baseless her appre-
tensions were"
Passing swiftly along, Arthur turned
into a by-street. where the houses were
few and scattered, and, pausing in
front of a wooden building. he went in.
Ascending the stairs, he found him.
self in plain, neatly-furnished room,
where young man sat, about his own
age, his arm in sling, and plaster
on one of his temples.
How do you find yourself tonight,
old fellow ?"
80 nearly recovered that l shall
resume my duties tomorrow" re-
sponded John Ainslie with smile;
(which, think, you will be glad to
learn"
well. l don't know. Tn glad to
have you up again, but I've enjoyed the
excitement and novelty on the whole,
especially the astonishment among such
of nv acquaintances as l chanced to
meet. 1t has certainly given me a
revelation in one direction, which,
however unexpected and painful, will
prevent my making lifelong mistake.
l don't want you to do so until you are
strong enough, but if you think you are
able to go back, | believe l will leave
town for few weeks.
Arthur put his resolution into effect
early the following morning. telling no
one of his design or destination. In
fact, he scarcely knew or cared whittier
he went, his sole motive in going at all
being to escape from the wounded and
bitter feeling at his heart, and which at
times seemed more than he could bear.
He had been gone about two months
when he received a letter from John
Ainslie, on the envelope of which were
various postmarks, obtained in follow
ing his erratic movements.
1t was as follows:
FRIEND ARTHUR,-Ih have been thinking
a good deal lately about what you told me
in regard to Miss Hamilton, and wondering
if you knew of her fathers failure, and
which occurred. as l have learned since, the
day was hurt, and you so kindly took my
place. 1t seems that Mr. Hamilton lost
everything; even his house was attached,
and all his beautiful furniture sold by auc-