Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-11-14

SPerhapS no., sir, but jealous Sne was, anu
fret she did. I've nobody but him in the
world, Mrs. MotT,' she said-my name being
MoI-'and 7 can't bear him to DO always
away. There was a time when he spent all
his evenings at home And then the tears
would roll down her poor holler checks, ana
it went to my cart to see her so miserable.
| had a feller-feeling, you see, sir, for l know
how il worrits ms when my master stops
late ut the Coach and Horses on a Saturday
night"
~Ah. but it's different with a husband A
wife has a right to be e~xacting-not q sister:
Now, tell me how they left the place, ana
all about IL. I'm interested in this poor girl,
and perhaps | may DO able TO beiriend her.
Where did they gof'
9He was going TO take her to some place
near the soa, on the other side OF Grand
chester, and a good way of. The name has
gone clean out Of my head. He was very
kind TO her from the time she fell i'll Shs
told me so with her own lips. CASTOR was
never so kind to me in his life she says
He fnnciei It was the air hero that didn't
agree with her, she told me, and 1t Is rather
a relaxin' air, sir. l feel it so sometimes
myself, aud if it wasn't for my drop OF beer
| should go off in a dead faint"
What kind Of q young woman was Miss
Fowl Was she like her brotherF
GNo. sir. sh, were not. l never laid ewes
IN n brother and sister more unsimilar. She
had been very pretty, there's no denying
that. but her nervous worriting ways had
that worn and preyed upon her that she was
old and 'aggard before her m She had
light brown hair, and a fair skin and blue
---kzh Id 49,, a Draffr 1pftra
before she wasted away like, but her 'ealth
were never good from the time knew her:
add you see her the day she went aWayf
asked the vicar.
at wasn't a day. sir. She went late at
night by tine last train TO Grandchester.
She was TO sleep in Grandchester and go on
to the seaside nexs morning; and l do say
that it wasn't the right thing for a young
person in her state of 'ellth to travel late ON
a winters night. But there, poor young
fsller, it wasn't his fault, for he had to be at
the office all day
sShe was wrapped up warmly, ISupposeF
EYes, she wore a thick Scotch plaid shawl
that he bought her the winter before.
sRlsck and redi' asked the vicar"
SBlack and red" aSsentel the woman
with some establishment "Ole would think
you'd seen it, sir
Il told You / was intereStel in the young
lady" answered the vicIr vaguely.
He COX out his memorandum book, and
wrote down the date and hour OF tho young
voman's removal from Rose cottage. She
had left in the one cab hat piled between
Parminter village and the Parmintac Road
station. The cabman could be forthcoming
IL he were wanted, Mrs Mof protested.
Mr.. Leworthy rewarded his woct.y
woman with a crown piece, half OF which
no stipulated was TO be given to the little
girl when she came home from her errand,
and then he walked briskly back TO the
station. which was a gooi half mile from
Lawson lane. He was lucky enough to get
a train in less than half an hour. and he was
back in Grandchsstsr at three o'clock in the
afternoon
Here he took q cab and drove straight to
/ Mr.. Brockbank's Office, to whom be impaired
all he had done.
upon my soul, you're a clever fellow
! vicarl' cried the lawyer; you ought TO have
been something better than q parson.'
you mean l ought TO have been some
thing that pays better. Now. look here,
B~rockbank. YOU must start OF to Mlldale
by the first train, and get the coroner to
order a post norton. No post norton
necessary, forsooth, said that fool Of alocal
surgeon, because the immediate cause OF