The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1886-04-07

world again il had quite forgotten
all about her.
twas rather . strange world for
q pair Of civilized eyes to open
upon-ionr walls Of round logs
cbinked with mud Of delicate vel.
low, with a small, square opening
for window, and a long panel slit
for a door.
/ Outside the window there were
f:ost,coated mountain shooting up.
4 up above the sky line, and on the
other side Of the door there came
swift, irregular sounds of-what
was itH What was that soundH
And where in the name Of sense
was ReberlaY
Why, there she stoodright beside
her, aud as her vaichful eyes
caught sight Of Miss Matilda'swide,
wondering ones there came a pink
Eayeot gladness into her face, as
with a wcmanly sob she leaned
lover and caught her in her arms
sBsrta,p began Miss Matilda, in
such a small, faint voice that it
very nearly frightened her into ST.
lence, "I've been ill, haven't II"
%Yes, deaS butthe doctorsays-
i've needed a doctor, then2"
And when she had asked her ques.
tion, she moaned and closed her
eyes.
Betta could have told her she
came near needing acorOner, but
she only patted the thin white
hand, and purred out a series Of
soothing endearments instead.
"And what did he eay was the
matter with me2 / feel as If feyery
bone in my bndy was splinters-
my arm is broken, l knowlp
"Indeed it isn'tl" cried the girl,
eagerly. "You we're just shook up,
don't you knos, and bruised and
scratched all over, poor darling;
but there was nothing downright
dangerous the matter, because the
jury, or whatever you CALI it, eat on
you, and, of course, they ought to
know"
Then Miss Matilda Darrell's eyes
aared open, and her moan was
something dreadful to hear.
"It only serves me right for
trusting child like you with the
responsibilities, that belonged to
me. l don't blame you heaven
knows; but 10 come back to con-
sciousness in a hovel like this, pen
niless, and manned perhaps for life
lit makes me wish | was dead
oh, l wish / was dead" And
then the faint, quiyering voice
trailed off into a pitiful and most
childish sob.
"If you knew what you we're
talking about, Teddy, you wouldn't
60 on in that unfeeling way. II
isn't a hovel; it's a very nice shan.
ty, with big blazing fires in both
rooms, and its the loyeliest spot
you ever saw outside, with high
mountains and miles and miles Of
pines-tle cars will be coming by
presently-don't shiver like that,
poor darling-and when you see
the doCtOr-welll" and Berta ac.
cented her last work with uplifted
eyes and hands.
"And how am l to pay him, that's
what | want to knowl oh, Berts,
child, that was a bad investment
you made Of our last bitof money"
81 call it a very good invest,
ment," interrupted the youngest
Miss Darrell, stoutly. 81 ouly had
a hundred dollars to work with,
and I'm sure I've realized on It to
the exteut Of five thousand dollars
aud q beah!"
"Fiye thousand dOllurs-and-
a."
"Beau-yOur bean, not mine
My operations have been purely
disinterested, l don't even exact
the usual per cent, Good gracious,
Matilda, don't stare at body like
thatl Jack said | must break it by
degrees, but he hadn't seen your
eyes when be gave me the order
You see, when we determined Ia
Westward Ho,' | wrote to Jack,
and the dear old boy-you just
ought to see what a drab.colOred
head he has, with round bald
spot in the middle-well, he said
in his reply that | was to buy tick.
cts for Goldville, and thatbe would
meet US at the station, The acci'
dent happened six miles this side,
and as you were not able TO be
moved, he turned out the lumber.
man who own this cabin and fixed
us up as snug, as annr. Ynn can