The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1886-10-24

the other side and I'll have ye there in
jiffy."
sHow fortunate to find this car here.
HILL" said Dillon, as they started down
the road.
Eyes, my friend, it is wonderful what
opportunities are afforded man when
he is bent on going to the devil headlong.
You will drop me at the church-yard
wall. Mickey. Don't you know it?"
''Do l know id, is id? Measha, sure We
haven't forgot the day we wor at the
coorsin' match, whin Joe Coloille's grey
hound Mabel took two turns out ov
the hare in Odlum's forty-acre field that's
up against id. An be the same token
we had a glass of spirits aich in Nancy
Kellys shebeen at the Meetenaus on the
way home that Joe said was the best that
lie ever tasted, an ye know he ought to
be Judge.
Five minutes walk from the place of
rendezvous brought Hill to the residence
of the Rev Mr.. Damer. A female SER
want admitted him to the hall, and in re-
spouse TO the question, was Mr.. Damer
at home, that gentleman made his APP
pearance from room in the rear of the
house.
II regret, SIR" said Hill, with great
gravity, "to be the bearer of unpleasant
tidings. Mr.. Watkins-you know Ar
thur Watkins of Trinity-has met with
an accident of serious nature within half
a mile of your house." Before the cler-
gyman could utter a word Hill went on
with nervous rapidity, ~ met him by
accident at Partariington station, and as
| was driving over 10 Killeigh l induced
him to accept a seat as far as your resi-
dence, and fear poor Arthur is seriously
hurt Then, as the vehicle is badly
smashed, / came on here to seek assist
ance"
This is, indeed, lamentable news; but
come inside, sir, while give directions
to have my own car got ready. Barbara,
YOU will go to Miss Damer's room and
tell her | wish to speak to her.,
Barbara fingered at the door when her
master left the room, to eye the visitor
inquisitively.
He drew note from the inner pocket
of his coat, and approaching her, said:
Barbara, my dear, will you give this
note TO your mistress, and tell her that
Mr.. Dill on is waiting for her in the
shadow of the churchyard WALTZ"
80, may the Lord save usl Maybe it's
what he wants to run away with her"
Faith, maybe it is, my dear; but don't
let that frighten you Who knows but
one of these days some likely young fell
low will be running away with yourself?
But had you not better give that letter TO
your mistress at once, and tell her, as her
father will drive in an opposite direction
to where her lover waits her, she will
have chance of meeting him at last
A few minutes later Mr.. Damer and his
daughter entered the room. Miss DSmer
was scarcely pretty, and Hill was Won
dering at his friends blindness until she
raised her eyes to his
Eyes too expressive to be blue,
Too lovely to be gray.
And which certainly gave a singular
charm to her face.
II have told my daughter, sir, and since
we cannot start for quarter of an hour
or so. you will take some refreshments.
Couldn't hear of it, sir, Hill said
hurriedly. Il must return to my poor
friend at once, and / am sure you will
make all haste possible" Before the
clergyman could reply Mr.. Hill was out
of the room, and as he descended the
steps he muttered with sigh of relief:
Heaven be thanked for this lucky es-
cape from an ugly predicameni
At 1880 that night Maurice Dillon,
with Lucy clinging to his arm. entered
the parlor of a cottage in Dublin sub
urb. A gray haired lady was reading by
the fire, whom Dillon addressed as fol-
lows: "Aunt Mary, this is Lucy Damer,
whom you know / have long loved.
Since the powers that be were against us,
we've taken the law into our own hands,
and / ran away with her tonight
Aunt Mary looked at the trembling
girl for moment, and said with calm Sc
verify: I'm my younger days, Miss Da-
mer, an Irish girl had reputation for
modesty for which her countrymen were
very proud. And you, sir, an Irish gen.
tleman, have dared to compromise the
honor of this young lady by your crimi-
nal recklessness.
1--WE only followed the example of an
ancestor of ours, who is your own partlc-
ular hero, Aunt Mary. That Captain
Maurice Dillon, who fought with Lord
Glare at FoateDOy, ran away with as pure
and true girl as ever bore the name of
wife"
''Pm not going to split logical straws
with you, sir. You will retarn to your
college Immediately, and twill be a mira
Gle if they don't expel you yet. Come
over 10 the fire, Miss Damar. YOU are pos
ltively shiyering with the cold. and you
will give me your papa's address. shall
telegraph to him in the morning.
"Ohl Miss Dillon, please"
Eyes, Aunt Mary is right as she always
is. | shall go into town of course, and
don't cry Lucy. Aunt Mary will be very
kind to you, for didn't tell you on our
way up that she's thousand bricks?"
Young man, how often have told
you not to use slang in nay presence ?"
And by way of answer he threw his
arms around her neck and gave her re-
sounding kiss; but it was almost timidly
he took Lucy's hand in his to say good
night, although ne looked yearningly into
the eyes that long ago had made him cap
tive. Perhaps Aun, Mary saw that yearn-
ing glance and the look of love that an
swered it. only know that as her ne
pbew left the room she said in gentle
"a