Daily Yellowstone journal. [volume] (Miles City, Mont.) 1882-1893, 1885-07-18

here in New York waiting for him to
come to her! Yet what if she should be
waiting and the ''clue" should turn out
TO refer to something else, matter OF
business. At this instance peculiar
clicking in the Instrument warned her
that the wire might be switched I any
any moment and her opportunity be
lost.
''harr;," she called out softly.
1t was the name he had askel her to
give him twenty years ago, and it now
came to her lips and passed from them
into the instrument almost before she
realized i " ,apoken.
Agnes 5 it you" Where are you
Street and number instantly before the
connections
She heard no more, but gasp called
out the Runkels address, then hung up
the ear.piece and dropped into her chair
with face as white as snow Yet even
now the instinct to work was strong
within lier. and not many minutes had
elapsed before her feet were again on
the treadle, and the whirr OF the ma
chine once more filled the room. Now,
however, its accompanying rhythm in
her brain, was not all in the past tense,
for, Ibid he hear met Will he comet
kept up its ceaseless throb till it seemed
as il the words must be stitched to
every seam of the shirt she was hem.
ming.
But as time went by the little dress
maker tried to prepare her heart for the
disappointment.
II may have dreamed it all while
listening to the playing of March
Through Georgia. so many block,
away, she said to herself. 1T twenty
years since We parted, and he was 20
then and Is. Absence, they say, is
the tomb Of love, and though Of course
with me" Here Miss Myers sprang
up with the second little scream she had
given that morning.
This time, however, it was not the
telephone, but the front door bell that
had started her.
81 must open it myself-there's no.
body else, and she hurried out to the
stairs. Il dare say it's only the millin-
er's boy with Miss Helen's bonnet.
But was it for the sake of the MILL
ner's boy that little Miss Myers paused
to give her hair a smoothing before the
hat-raok mirror in the hall. And surely
no mllliner's boy was ever so received
on his business rounds as this one, when
the door was opened and closed-nobody
remembered how or by whom-on a
tableau that would have delighted the
soul Of Cosby Miss Rickett over the
way could she but have seen it,
les, IL was Harry" twenty years
older, to be sure, but handsomer, if
possible, than ever, with not gray hair
IN his head nor wrinkle on his face,
and with such a passion Of love in his
deep blue eyes that little Miss Myers
was fain TO hide her own from the daz-
zle of il and nestle close in those strong,
protecting arms.
And have you really been looking
for me ever since" asks Agnes pres
emily.
"les, ever since | came back from
Europe ten years ago, is the reply. II
was sent there by the doctors to re-
cover from the effects of a wound, and
| wrote you nearly dozen letters then.
know, though, IL was only because you
never received them that they were not
answered. But when | came back and
found all traces Of you lost, | some
times thought you had hidden yourself
purposely because-because | had done
my duty TO my country. Yet | never
abandoned the resolve TO find you and
have the truth from your own lips, and
now, thanks to the gale, have done so,
and learned how blessedly | was mis-
taken"
THE gale' repeats Agnes, question
ingly, and then he goes on to explain
how the wind had entangled the tele-
phone wires, and that it was by the
merest chance they had been enabled to
speak TO one another.
And have interrupted your trip, =
says Agnes few moments later, look
ing up with a smile.
Not for long responds he, adding
land when II is resumed it must be a
wedding journey"
OF course there was great excitement
when the family returned and heard of
the romantic happenings during their
absence.
Mrs. Runkel was most hearty in her
congratulations, and Belle Immediately
christened that May wndstorm the
lovers gale.