Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1885-11-14
HAZEL KfRKE.
BY MARIE WALSH.
Based on the Popular Play now
being Performed by the
Madison Square Thea
tire Company.
BY MARIE WALSH.
CHAPTER ".
A STRANGE GUEST.

DlaChOu1h Mill. dltnOuSu Barne
, O'Flinn declared that Lady Travel
was impatiently awaiting his arrivs
in London.
The third day after the advent {
the valet at the mill was unusuall
warm for April; and Dolly. Dutto
declared she could not stand the hea
of the kitchen. She took a snal
wooden table and stood it out on tn
porch, and brought out the pan Q
vegetables which she was preparin,
for dinner. She had peeled the pota
toes, and was in the act of scraping
carrot, when she heard a rich voic,
singing "The Kings Highway.
Looking up, she saw young gentle
man, dressed in the most approved
London style approach the house.
"Ah who is that fine young swell
coming this way, | wonder ?" said
Dolly, az she went to meet him, hold
ing in her hand the carrot she was
scraping.
The young man did not see her
until she stood before him, and then
she gazed on him in silent admiration
for Dolly was beautiful. She had
| golden brown hair, blue eyes, finely
moulded features, with that transpar-
emily clear and fair complexion given
/ by robust health. Her figure was as
perfect us her face. She was about
the medium height, very graceful and
seductive in her movements. She
had, for a country girl, a remarkable
air of. distinction in her carriage. She
was eighteen, and very intelligent.
although she had not enioyed the all
vantages of ber Cousin Hazel, Dolly
had availed herself of all the opportu-
mites which the village school had
afforded her. Having been left an
orphan when she was ten years old,
by the death of her mother, who had
been widow for some years, Dun
stan Kirke adopted his sisters child.
Next to his daughter Hazel he loved
Dolly. He admired her fearless, inde-
pendent spirit. in temperament Dol
ly resembled him much more than
Hazel did.
No one could say Dolly ate the
bread of idleness, being up early and
late. She helped Mrs. Kirke in all
her household duties.
AS the gentleman did not utter a
word, but continued staring at her,
Dolly said, impatiently:
"What do you want, sir ?"
"Stand where you are-don't move
You're the sweetest picture of sur
prise that ever yet blessed my eyes!"
the stranger exclaimed.
"What kind of a creature are you ?"
questioned Dolly, surprised out OF
good manners.
"Oh, it's true-and by my soul I'll
swear it,"
Swear what ?"
THAT you are the prcttiest girl in
Lancashire"
~Pooh" exclaimed Dolly, with
toss of her head; Il hate compliments.
Who are you ?"
"a hunter of heroes"
"Stuff! l mean what brings you
here ?" asked Dolly, impatiently.
"A tyrant called curiosity" was his |
strange answer.
"Lal the man is mad Y" she ex-
for she believed she beheld |
an escaped lunatic.
"Ne, grieve TO say / am not; I
wish | were. Mad-men are monsters,
and everything monstrous is fascinat-
ing; but |, alas! am not fascinating,
am | ?"
"La, man, I don't know what you
are" repliek Dolly, who was wishing
that her uncle, or Mr.. Carringford, or
even Barney OFhnn would make an
appearance. She felt convinced that
she was alone with madman.
4You may not believe it, but l was
once born baby. Oh, | tell you.
'unny things have happened to me.
At the early age of one minute |
lGwIed to see the world.
"LuckiIy my father made
A handsome fortune in lemonade,
BY the aid of which ade, I'm glad TO say,
Pm enabled now to-day,
To see the world and have my way;
That way, remark, is this"
Dolly listened to the strangers Ii
.ade in astonlshment, but she was be-
coming frightened, though she en-
leavored not to show it.
Eyes, miss" continued the young
q go where l please, say
what please, and please where [ can.
Now do you understand ?"
"Not single word you say" replied
Dolly.
"That is just what l supposed" he
eoolly. 81 will be plain
With you-plain in fact as l am plain
n feature. was born. Is that
,lear?"
"Of course" answered Dolly, as
,almly as possible.
"And born queer" he said.
"That's clearer still" she answered,
With smile
The stranger looked at Dolly then,
md striking an attitude, said:
''That queerness born in me,
How brings me here to thee
For let me tell you here
That this is how I'm queer"
Dolly, who was assured that she was
with an insane man, tried
o get near the porch in order to es-
ape, but the stranger observed her
movement and followed her. The
,irl then stood still, hoping that some
If the family would soon pass her
way.
"Don't 60, fair maiden" said the
,oung man to Dolly. II fain would
,aze into your lovely eyes little {
onger" ;
But have my work to do, sir"
"Work ? Those fair hands will be (
DOlI6O Dy LOll. anu L, ltlStjuo OISSH, | .
protest against such an outrage. Will
-ou permit me to relieve you of the
,onderous vegetable that cumbers
hose fair hands :" he said, as he took
he carrot out of her hand and threw
t into the pan Of vegetables on the
,Orch.
Dolly, who had succeeded in get
ing nearer the house, felt more at her
ase, and she thought, Hes harmless.
will humor him bit, and I'll get
id Of him." Turning to her strange
isitor, she said, kindly: "And so you
re Pittacus Green ?"
"That is my distinguished name, !
'it-ta-cus Green, or, as | am called,
Pity Green, which is maddening. Ii
was Pity Brown, Black, or Blue {
nut Pity Green. It's so hanged ap- !
course everybody does
'itty Green. You may not believe it
nut they say am cranky"
Il knew it-I knew it" exclaimed [
Dolly, as she made an attempt to go '
Ip the steps of the porch. Pittacus
ireen caught her by the arm. Dolly
TODD still, unable to go another step. z
he was overcome Ly absolute terror,
hough she bravely tried to hide it.
"Don't be alarmed, miss, it is lovely
o be cranky"
Lovely to be cranky?' repeated
DOLLY, completely hewildered.
Certainly, my dear girl, it is. Con-