Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-09-30

~--@-f AOc4luon nA cAcCullOuS' and
men IN possession" l open the gate
aud rush out into the road, there 10 see
my poor little Tiny in the grip OF a most
dlsreputable-lOOking cur. Nv efforts
10 part them are at first fruitless: but
Al lest. after one or two vigorous pushes
with the broom, / succeed. Tiny is
rescued, but at my expense. for the
angry cur directs his wrath against me
Terribly afraid, 1 turn TO run, but nv
opponent is too quick. He seizes hold
OF my dress and shakes it as If 1t were
a rat. / scream 10 Jane for assistance.
but relief Is at hand. 4 gentleman
rusiies forward, and with one or two
smart raps of his stick drives the dog
away. l snatch up Tiny and make a
start for the garden before the attack
IS renewed. Fate however is against
me. The hornd little dog has torn NV
dress, and OF course / must put nv foot
through the hole and awkwardly STUN
Die y strong arm, OutStretched in
tlme, Just saves me from measuring my
length in the dust.
Don't be frightened" l hear a
pleasant cheerful voice exclaim; "there
Is no danger. The little dog has beaten
retreat.''
"Bow-wow-wOwlr yelps the little
monster IN contradiction, as. executing
a cautious side-mOvement, he renews
the attack. There IS nothing for it but
70 run; and run | do, not stopping till
L reach the other side of the garden
gate, the little dog at full speed after
me. But my deliverer is equal to the
occasion. lie makes rapid plunge,
and selzes the dog by the back of its
neck-which unexpected attack 50
alarms the animal that it suffers itself.
without snap or bite, to be ignominl-
ously expelled from the garden and the
gate closed upon It."
''Oh, thank youl'' L hurriedlye exclain.
Il hope you are not hurt ?''
For the first time l look at my pre-
server, and meet pair of merry brown
eyes looking at me with an amused
twinkle.
Stupid fellow!' 1 say to myself.
Il wish he would not stare so. Idon't
know what to say to him."
To add to my discomfort I feel my
cheeks getting crimsOn-I have such a
tlreSome habit of bluShing-and tru-
ant lock of lair will keep blowing about
my forehead. | wish that be was a
little awkward or baShful, | always
have plenty of self-poSSession when
talking to shy person; their diffidence
gives me courage. Ipush my hair from
my forehead with an impatient hand !,
and, raising my eyes to his as he is
assuring me that he is quite unhurt,
| catch glimpse of a blue, official
looking paper which has partially work.
ed its way out of his pocket. All at
once it flashes across my mInd-the
imam in possession ~ He must be
bailiff, and have let him in, and papa
VIII come back TO find his home devoid
of Misunderstanding seized. [
have no doubt he has plenty of assist
ants waiting outside.
81 am very much obliged to yOu''-I
try to say it winningly, but fear and
indignation drive all softness from
my voice-''I won't trouble you any
longer" L continue. 81 am not at all
afraid" And L hasten to the gate to
open it for his departure; but that
wretched animal, with revived courage,
is waiting outside, and, as soon as nv
hand touches the latch, 'BOw-wOw-
WOW ~ 1t yelps, springing savageIy at
the gate.
jump back with start, and the i'm
pudent bailiff actually smiles; suppose
L must have looked very funny. See
ing my look of annoyance, he takes no
notice of my discontinue.
Pardon me- he says. politely rails
ing his hat-and | wonder TO myself
how it is that bailiff can look and
behave SO much like a gentleman-''is
not this HOlmfeld, Mr.. Morton's
place ?"
YES" | reply with as much dignity
as | can scrape together, this is Holm
field, Mr. MortOn's place; but papa is
out, and do not know when he Will be
back, so | do not think it will be any
good for you to wait. Perhaps yOu had
better call again"
wait, hoping that he viii go. But
no, he hesitates; and then, slowly
taking some papers form his pocket, he
says
Il should be very sorry to miss seeing
1t IS about some legal business. Think
he has been expecting me-" and he
looks at me inquiringly; but make no
response, so he With your
permission | will wait for him.
can amuse myself very well strolling
round these nice gardens, if you will
allow me to do so. But may hand you
my card - And he takes one from a
caTd-cdSe
persIstently refuse to see it, for |
feel certain that he must be bailiff
His reference to papa's expecting him
and the legal business have removed
my last doubt. Notwithstanding his
politeness, determine not TO take the
card, which | firmly believe to be what
Jane described as warrant.
LAS you please" L answer curtly,
and, with stiff inclination of my head,
I hurry into the house in great state
of terror, lest be should hurry after me
and force his way in.
fasteu the door, and peep out of the
side.window. There he stands where
left him. He is actually lighting
cigar. What impertinence | feel
a trife softened as my nose informs me
that the cigar is a good one. like
the aroma of good cigar about place.
1t makes it SO masculine. lam obliged
to admit to myself that, if this one is
specimen of his class, bailiffs must be
very handsome men. How well his
shooting. suit fits HIM 1t is so neat in
pattern and cSlour-a quiet gray, the
pattern SO small as to be almost lnvlsi-
ble-not a gigantic check like walking
He takes of his ''deer-
stalker'' to shade the fuzee from the
wind, and notice that he has beautiful
brown hair, very thick and curly.
What pity" sigh 10 myself, THAT
such a nice Hooking fellow should be a
horrible bailiff ~
But what am L TO do? l feel sure
that the stroll about the ground is only
pretence. No, he must be concOctlng
some ruSe by which to gain an entrance
into the house. resolve to prevent
him. "Is not a woman a match in wit
and resource for any man ~ argue to
uyself. "A bailiff after all is only a
man." l commence cOgItating over all
kinds OF plans until l give myself a
headache. / am just about to confess
that L am defeated, when the idea so
long fought for comes. 1 see it all in a
The game is my own, if
have nerve enough TO take me through |
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