Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1886-10-21

shadowy figure. The voice was low
and such as comes when a mans inner
self is trembling.
Doyle made II light answer. Men
do answer lightly, even when perhaps
the gravest question of their life il
hghting for its answer within them.
lie pushed his arms into his coat
sleeves and all at once found that i'm
crushing down the rising flame of
Meta. dress he had got his hand
burned A week hence the young man
had to go away from Man Willie
| Qualtrough was to drive them 10
Douglas on the morrow. so as to be in
time for boat. A good hours drive
this was. and they must be up be-
times. He and his friends had strolled
over the fields from his fathers house;
they would naturally say goodbye to
the girls and the Qualtroughs of Brae
Hill.
! Again il was summer night. again
the girls were wandering about the old
| garden. Meta was aloft i'm the ''look.
out. Kate was below meeting the
young men, Nessie was chasing IA white
butterfly. Doyle Philipson had. many
days back, come to the solution of one
| grave question. but. not being rich
| man. DtinG uOIlOItDlt 10 Whit
some folks might call an extreme de-
gree he had commanded himself to
hide the love he had for Meta Quail.
trough. Nay. he it was who had has
tened the departure from the island be-
cause. seeing Meta day by day. he
could not keep eve and tongue in cool
obedience.
And the sweet, lazy hours of evening
had come. and Meta had CHANGED TO be
| aloof. and the others had CHANGED To
drift into the company of each other
who talks of chancep The would-be-
matter-of-fact young artist was mas
tered. He told his story, and all his
wise commands were scattered to the
winds. What they two said only the
night heard. IL was an old story made
new, and there il always golden orig
inalty about these old-new stories.
Meta and Doyle were coming down
from the lookout the rest were in
group
''lt is arrant nonsense. Kate. for YOU
to drive into Douglas at such an hour. -
So spoke Willie Qualtrough, the girls
cousin. He and Kate often squabbled
Cousins do do so.
Thanks, she pouted But I'll
Judge best for myself. have shop
ping, and the shops are fresh in the
morning"
That are they, And the shopmen
are sleepy
You shall wake them up for me-
she was persistent. 30, Willicr'
The cry had actually trembling i'm it,
Kate made a little start and again
second start. or rather droop. back
ward to Willie's side.
Eth! that's donew Willie was "A
masterful cousin; he made no ado but
drew Kate hand within his arm. He
told me he shouldn't do till next year,
when he coming again-'
30, Willier' Rates vocabulary was
growing stunted
And now that's-all- moonshine.
Do you mean you never saw it?"
Dear could IPn She was
clinging to Willie in way that her
cousin Enthusiastically approved.
Before another midsummer dav
came round there were two Miss Quail
troughs the less at Brae Hill.
Doyle Philipson does not, so much
rs heretofore, parade his matter of
fact, and he is going to make his acad-
envy fame, so he SAYS, by picture
which shall have fairy worship for its
motive. There is going in next year n
marvel of n Saxon maiden. a golden
haired Saxon maiden. by rocky
shore, wearing a golden-hued mari
gold. The critics say it is beautiful.
1t Is Meta.-AH the Year Round.