Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1885-04-17

oH''ici'les, but as Frank knew them
an ana made allowance for them. he
wouldn't have given that old gun for
noe worth double the money.
one beautiful afternoon, when high
ABOVE the mountains, he shot up
chamois long way down beneath
him. 1t was no easy task to reach it,
but he succeeded at last. lie sat
down beside it. He lit his pipe, and
pegan to dream and build castles in
the air, or, if he did not build castles,
ne Imagined one sweet little chalet,
which would be all his and Hulo!
was that a shout from this crevasse
Tar far below? lie listened. Yes,
there it was again, ringing and clear,
ough, owing to the distance, no loud
than the voice Of a midget.
K elp! Help Coo-ee. Help, Helpr
nj aud looked over the ledge and
's'' h lark figure in the snow.
saf. ai. Flo" he shouted. an 90 back
81 glstance Keep up your heart
~ And away went Frank, leaving his
IN beside the slain deer.
b "Wait, indeed" growled little Mr..
Eoddlesby to himself. an hare to
waitl What a fool l was to come away
without a guide! shall lose good
dinner too"
Little Mr.. Poddlesby hailed from
Ealing, where he had a fine house and
all kinds Of fine things, his uncle hav-
ing died heirless, and left him wealthy.
So Poddlesby required to be a clerk no
longer in the city. lie determined to
see the world
A very vulgar, self-conceited little
fellow, I'm sorry to say, was Poddles-
by. He had had an idea, even when a
poor clerk, that he was rather attract
i've than otherwise to the fair sex, but
now that he had riches, he deemed
himself irresistible. He joined an Al
pine club, and it used to be his boast
that he never required a guide
Hence we find him at the bottom of
the crevasse, where, had he not been
found by Frank de Vaud, he would
certainly have perished before morn
ing, and become food for the eagles.
In three hours time Frank was
back with assistance, and Poddlesby
was safe, but more dead than alive
He was then carried to the nearest
chales, the goat-herds, where prett,
/ Joh@una lived.
row. said little Poddlesby as they pu
him to bed.
But he was not so. lie was dowl
with a fever, and for weeks he la,
twixt death and life. When at las
ne became conyalescent, nothing coulC
exceed the kindness of Johanna's pa
rents to him, nor, indeed, of Johann;
herself.
but of course l shall pay them wei
for it, said Poddlesby to himself.
But was this gratitude, reader?
trow not.
Poddlesby was somewhat surprised
when, on bidding his host and hostes,
good-by the crisp banB-note he tried
to slip into the hand of the latter was
firmly but respectfully declined.
They had only done their duty, said
this honest couple; if they deserved
any reward at all, it would come from
Heaven.
"Well,' said Poddlesby to himself
that evening, when he found himself
snug in his hotel, in the town down in
the valley, q don't feel over-strong.
Il stop here a few months and fish.
and do the civil to that charming .Jo-
hanna. \ sweet child she really is
and | can't do less after all their kind
neSSes, I'll take her everywhere and
show her everything. She is too good
ioF mat lout of a Frank. I'm not
sure that | won't marry her myself"
Have you ever seen tiny cloud
reader rising over the sea, or over the
mus IN mountainous land? I-p and
up ana up into the blue sky, getting
Digger and wider and darker every
minute TIL at length the storm breaks
ana the thunder roars, and all is chaos
and destruction. Just such a little
cloud began to rise between Frank de
Naud and Johanna on the very dav
'nat Poddlesby commenced paying at
'ehlionS to our innaccnt Swiss maiden
ne brought gift Of rare fruit more
luscious than any which Johanna or
her parents had ever eaten before If
must have cost golden gulders. She
couldn't offend by refusing to accept
IhIs was the thin edge Of the wedge.
Aller this Poddlesby asked Johanna's
paFents-and he asked so prettiIv-if
Sne might be his guide among the hills
no" and then; he was studying bot
any ne said. Old fraud that he was
ne dld not know a fr-cone from a
hazel catkin!
nave now come to the disagreea-
0i9 portion of my little tale, and will I
H"s'en over i. Poddlesby made him /
77'i very great favorite with Johan-
=" parents, and they always thought
.aeir child safe when with him.
meanwhile the cloud grew and grew
'"IAV Frank de Vaud and his be-
.lo'hed' for he was jealous of the in
'ihuatlng Saxon, and at last the storm