The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1886-07-28

little pOolS upon the floor. She wore |
no wrap of any kind. As yet she had
not spoken, but stood looking wonder
ingly about the room.
"Where did you come fromp Are
you alone?" Mrs. NARROW asked, and
the girl answered with shudder:
"Yes, I'm Alone
"Dear, DEAR poor child! Let me get
you something warm"
Captain NARROW set about making a
fire in the cook-stove while his wife
took the stranger into the little bed
room. YOU'RE all beat out" the good
woman said, pityingly, ''you'd better
90 right to bed" The girl made no
remonstrance, but submitted quite
passively to whatever was proposed.
She took the warm drink Mrs. NARROW
brought her, and then the woman
went back to the warm kitchen and
said: II declare, father, the poor things
completely beat out; she's asleep al
ready"
"Sho"' was the response. "Who is
she, thinkp"
The storm was forgotten while the
good people talked over this strange
young creature who had so unexpect-
edly come to them. Some half an hour
later the woman went in to see that she
was still sleeping, but when she came
back there was a troubled look on her
face.
"She's asleep yet" she said, "but
she's restless, and her head and hands
are as hot rs fire."
She stayed with her through the
night, and early the next morning the
captain unmoored his boat and started
off down the river for the nearest doc
tor.
Anxious days followed, while the
stranger tossed in the delirium of fever,
and Mrs. NARROW cared for her as ten
derby as If she had been her own.
"PoOr child" she said, tears coming
into her eyes as she spoke, lit makes
my heart ache to think she is away
from all she loves"
There was no clue to the girls former
life, no one on the island knew any
thing about her, and all Inquiries other
wise brought no knowledge. Mrs Mar
low searched the girls clothing, bu,
only one word was found, and one day
she slipped n ring off from the wasted
hand and looked for some inscription;
there was only the word she had found
before, the name Kathleen. The suf
ferer spoke often, but though Mrs
NARROW strove to catch any words that
might lead to a discovery of who She
was, there was but little that was intel
ligible. Sometimes she seemed to bt
wandering through some wood, ant
said that the pine needles made soft
carpet ut others she fancicd herself oI
the water. and would say she was tired
rowing against the stream. Once o.
twice she spoke the name OF Everett
but that was all.
"Poor chld!' signed the good WON
an, "when she gets we'll she will tel
us, and we will take her home"
But there were days when it seemed
, that there was little reason to expec
her recovery, yet the crisis passed ant
she still lived. Very white and veal
) she was, her brown eyes looking nm
naturally large, then a faint colo
came into the face that grew rOunde
every day. Mrs. NARROW forbore ask
ing any questions as yet, though sh'
! wondered u little that Kathleen aske,
! her none, but she was growing strong
/ err; she would speak by and by. Yes
} she was growing stronger. still tn
doctor looked grave and continued
: his visits after She was able to wall
! about.
, '.Do you think there's any DANCE
\ Of relapses9" Mrs. NARROW asked On
3 day.
3 He was silent a moment, then he re
, turned: mo, it is not that fear. Mrs
NARROW, have you noticed any thin!
strange about herr Does she ever spca
f., of herselfP"
{ "No," the woman answered. Thav
: tried to bring her to it without askin
too much, but she says nothing abou
1 it."
: II have questioned her some," Dl
Harris said, slowly, ''but, Mrs. NARROW
I l think her past life is as much blan
: to her a. it Is to you or me.'
q "Oh, doctor!'' tho woman exclaimed
a with a panied look. Don't you thin
: she will ever remember it?''
It The doctor shook his head. Nv
$ can't tell; we can only wait" he sale
But as time went on there was n
: change. She answered to the name G
q Kathleen, and called Captain and Mr.,
q NARROW, father and mother, as sh
h heard them call each other. Sh
:, seemed quito happy roaming abo,
n the island, only when any mentio
!. was made of going on the water
o troubled look came into her fac'
= NO." she always said. II woul
rather not" so they did not urge he
= She was hardly twenty, Mrs. Mario
e thought, of slight, 1.-THE figure, an
d rs carelessly graceful as child. HI
n complexion was Of creamy, almO
# transparent wilderness, the crimso
It showing only in her cheeks and lip
One day Mrs. NARROW brought out Il
y white dress she had worn when 81
0 came to them. when did you we:
q this last?" she asked.
(, There was for a moment startle
Is look in the brown eyes, then the gi
t said. slowly: w--caii't remember"
didn't it rain?H the woman wei
on.
c Kathleen passed her hand over h,
l. forehead before she returned. hesita
d ingly: "Yes, think it rained, but
n can't remember"
h Mrs. NARROW put the dress away vii
t, a sigh; it was of no use.
II The fall, winter and early sprir
g passed uneventfully away. then the
came time when the old house w
e in an unusual state of commotion al
4, expectancy. Captain Marlow's 81