The Dillon tribune., 1885-09-26

nT06o0C CucT0 was uO OOUOU AAASAs>A y
sanity, I promised my aid readily.
"And now" said, Tiny dear boy, won't
hear another word tonight. Nothing can
| be done until to. morrow; then we will con-
suit a. to what steps should be taken. Drink
this and 60 to bed--yes, you are as sane as l
am. but remember, insomnia soon drives the
strongest man out Of his senses"
| I poured out an opiate. He drank it
obediently. Before left him for the night
saw him in bed and sleeping heavy sleep.
CHAPTER vi.
Tho advantage to one who writes, not a
tale of imagination, but simple record Of
events, is this: He need not be bound by
the recognized canons Of the storytelling
art-need not exercise his ingenuity to mis-
lead his reader-need not suppress some
things and lay undue stress on others to
create mysteries to be cleared up at the end
II the tale Therefore, using the privilege
Of plain narrator, shall here give some
account of what became of Miss Rowan, as,
80 far as / can remember, heard it some
time afterward from her own lips.
The old Scotch woman's funeral over,
and those friends who had been present
departed, Madeline was left in the little
farm. house alone, save for the presence of
the two servants. Several kind bodies had
offered to come and stay with her, but she
had declined the offers. She was in no mood
for company, and perhaps, being of such q
different race and breed, would not have
found much comfort in the rough, homely
sympathy which was offered to her. She
preferred being alone with her grief grief
which, after all, was bound to be much
lightened by the thought of her own APP
ho,, h.
ing near when her lover would cross the
border and bear his bonnie bride away. She
felt sure that she would not be long alone
that the moment Carriston heard of her
aunt's death he would come to her assistance.
In such a peaceful, God.fsaring neighbor.
hood she had no fear Of being left withous
protection. Moreover, her position in the
house was we'll defined The old woman,
who was childless, had left her niece all OF
which she diei possessed. So Madeline de-
cided to wait quietly until she heard from
her lover.
Still, there were business matters to be at.
tended to, and at the funeral, Mr.. Douglas,
ct Calendar, the executor under the will,
had suggested that an early interview
would be desirable. He offered to drive out
to tho little farm the next day. but Miss
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necessaries which could only be supplied BIZ
shops, decided that sho would come to The
town instead Of troubling Mr.. Douglas to
drive 80 far out.
Madeline, in spite Of the superstitious Gle
ment In her character, was q brave girl,
and In spite Of her refined style Of beauty,
strong and healthy. Early hours were the
rule in that humble home, SO before O'Clock
In the morning she was ready to start on
her drive to the little town. At first she
thought Of taking with her the boy who did
the rough, outdoor work; but he was busy
about something or other, and besides, was
garrulous lad, who would be certain to
chatter the whole way, and this morning
Miss Rowan wanted no companions save
her own mingled thoughts of sadness and
Joy. She knew every inch of the roadside
reared no cvl-she would be home again
before nightfall-the pony was quiet and
sure-footed-so away went Madeline in the
strong, primitive vehicle ON her lonely
twelve-mile drive through the fair scenery.
Sne passed few people on the road. In
deed, she remembered meeting no ono ex.
cept one or two pedestrian tourists, who.
IKE sensible men, were doing a portion of
their days task in the early morning. I
have NO doubt hut Miss Rowan seemed to
them passing vision Of lovliness.
But when she was mile or two from Cal
iendar she saw boy on q pony. Tho bow.
who must have known her by sight, STONED
and handed her telegram. She had to nav
several shinings for the delivery, or intend
ca delivery. of the message, SO far from the
station The boy galloped away, conpratu-
lating himself ON having been spared a long
ri ic and Miss Rowan tore open the envelone
left in her hands.
THE message was brief: mr.. Carr i.
seriously i'll. Come ut once You will he
met in London
Madeline did not scream or faint Oh.
gave one low mean Of pain. set her teeth
ana with the face of one in dream drove as
quickly as she could to Calendar. stroioht to
the railway station W
ror'unately, or rather unfortunately. she
had money with her. SO she did not wo s
time in going to Mr.. Douglas. In spite Of
Tue crushing blow she had received. the pirl
nau All her wits about her. A train would
start III ten minutes time. She tooL he,
ucke1' then found an ldler outside the Sta
t!on ana paid him to take the pony and car.
.Iase oack 10 the farm. with the message no
repeated to Carriston %
~ aae Journey passed like a long dream.
luz ue s'.. could think of nothing but her
lover, dymg, dying-perhaps dead hefora
she could reach him. The miles sa,. h neiore
noticed; twilight crept on: tho y. ~ un-
Ere" dark; at last-London at last, NJ
~! .o"ah stepped out ON the broad platrorr,
not knowing what to do or where to tr,,.'
presently tall. well dressed man con,a -. -.
~ uer. ana removing his hat. addressed ~, ~
had been kept. "e' oeAng met
one ciasped her hands. Tell me-oh t.,,
me. ne Is not deadv' she cried. ''''