Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1886-04-07

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stranger assisted within doors and a
surgeon summoned.
IN be responsible for damagss, but
l can't stay for Clark's report said
Frank Archer, and again he set out on
his journey.
The man of medicine gave it as his
opinion that the patient had suffered
no serious harm, and would quickly re-
cover, adding:
''But another half-hour in the open,
where Mr.. Archer found him, might
easily have produced much greater mis-
Chief; in his weak state fatal conse-
quenees even might have ensued. He
was rescued in the very nick of time,
and should be grateful accordingly"
Perhaps the wayfarer was grateful.
as he rested In the warm and well-li yht-
ed inn parlor Immediately in the rear
of the bar; as the dusk crept on in the
street without he grew more and more
himself, and began to listen to such
scraps Of goSsiping conversation as
reached him through the half open door
a tiny group of Murley idIers was In
the passage beyond. and their words
were full of interest to the unsuspect-
ed listener.
"Murrell carries his head as high as
ever, though his mill is to be sold, and
all the countryside knows as he's ruin
ed;" SAID one, in cynical tones, abso-
lutely devoid of sympathy.
''I'm sorry for his daughter,n an.
swered another; "'tis no fault of Miss
Carries, and it'll cost her her sweet
heart. Old Archer won't give his per-
mission for that match now if l know
him, and young Master Frank must
choose between his fortune and his
fancy. l hate to see young people cross
ed, but fact is fact.''
"HHshl Here is Miss Murrelll'' cried
a third.
a sweet, girlish voice was inquiring
for the invalid. Before the occupant
of the parlor was aware, he was con-
fronted with the vision of fair, blush
ing maiden-2 vision whereat he star
ted, turned ashy pale, trembled from
head to foot. To his eyes it was as
lhough the grave had given up its
dead.
81 thought you might like some fruit
and so have ventured to bring these, ~
the girl said bravely and simply, plac-
ing on the table basket of exceeding
ly fine oranges and apples. 81 am so
glad you are better; heard in the vii
lage of your accident, or Illness"
"And If Miss Murrell can do kind
act to anybody she will, - said the inn
keepers wife effusively.
The recipient OF this graceful and
generous attension stammeTed a reply
that was neither coherent nor express
sive of much gratitude. When his WIS.,
itors were all gone he buried his face
IN his feverish hands.
Agnes, you were minel Mine!" be
muttered fieTcely.
Frank Archer sat alone in the inner
sanctum of his fathers Office. The
chief Murley solicitor was at present
away in the north of England on an
important confidential mission. His
son was both legally and mentally quail
lied to control the business during the
parental absence. Frank was reading
and re-reading, with clouded brow and
a look OF ugly determination in his
!, letter fren his father, he had
j" : received. The paragraph which
jasioned his annoyance and perplex-
i; : ran as follows:
Now that the crash has come, as
always prophesied it would, there is an
end of all nonsense concerning Muir
rell's daughter and you. L hope you
understand this. I'm a man of my
word, and I'll consent to no folly, I've
told her this by the same post. But If
she is a girl or sense she'll hardly need
the telling that it is her bOunden duty
to recognize facts as such, and at once
to give you up. There is, indeed, no al
tentative"
ST rather thiRk that is mistake, I"
the young man growled. ''ReSign Car
riel Neverl There shall be an alterna-
tive. [ will make one at whatever
cost.v
There came a ring at the bell, and
alter a minutes parley in the ante
room there was admitted into the apart
ment figure Frank recognized with
very nearly gesture of impatience.
"Wants to thank me for picking him
up yesterday afternoon. Botherl But
it'll soon be over," he sOllloquized.
1t was as he suspected. The wien.
ed little stranger, whose attire, scarce
" refreshed by the arduous brushing
of the inn boots" looked more dlngy
and thread bare than ever in the morn
ing light, began to apologize for the
trouble he had given and to express in
stiff. uncourtly phrase his sense of OBJ
legation,
"You are very welcome TO any ser
vice | have been able TO render, !" Frank
SAID concisely, in accents Of polite
dismissal.
"Then, sir, we may pass to the Sec
ond purpose of my call"
81 beg your pardon"
"I'm minded to be your client as
well as your debtor-though with you
LAWYERS the first word generally in
cludes the latter" said the visitor,
with sardonic chuckle,
In spite both of his gloom and of his
mystiication, Frank smiled. He was
plainly in the presence of character
and he had a fondness for studying
out-of-the-way types of humanity.
"You are satirical at our expense.
But am at your command" he an
swered. and he took from pile OF pa
pers a small notebook. Il must ask
you for your name, please"
"John Green.'
A peculiar expression upon the speak
er,s face caused the suspicion that this
was an alias, but the young solicitor
entered it without audible comment.
swell, Mr.. Green?"
"There Is large steam flour mill at
Raybeck. nigh here, to be sold, un'
derstand?"
Frank Archer's bewllderment deep
ened, OF what conceivable Importance
could this ill-omened fact be to this
stranger?
.Yes; the advertisement is in the
newspapers"
"It is from them 1 obtained my in
formation. The present proprietor
Thomas Murrell, is bankrupt"
1t was harsh word, which, for rea'
sons of his own, grated on the lawyers
ears. He frowned, and slightly inclin-
ed his head.
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