Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-07-18

DAISY.
If any one were to ask me whether
could fix upon such a turning point IN my
own career, my thoughts would instantly
fly back to one hot day in the month oil
August. 49,, when l found myself the
solitary occupant of q tirSt-elaSs railway
carriage standing in the great station ut
York. was looking out upon the bust
ling scene on that cheerful platform with
not a little interest and amusement. Wearl-
al nv months of tedious work in London,
] was on my way to Scarborough, for the
purpose of recruiting my health and spirits,
depressed by recent bereavement, IN that
famous pleasure resort. 1t seemed to me
that here ut York was already feeling
some of the benefits which the doctor had
told me that a change Of scene would bring
in its train. The air, even in the railway
station, was distinctly fresher than that
which had breathed few hours before
at Kings Cross; and the men and women
who were hurrying to and fro on the plat
form, in all the hot excitement OF travellers
at the Iheight of the tourist season, were
very different from the pale-taced, jaded
loungers 1 had left behind me in the streets
Of London.
1t was NV first visit to York since the
erection of the palatial station which has
taken the place of the little pink-rOOted
shed that so long sheltered the traveller as
he paused on his flight to the north, and
was lost in admiration of the architectural
magniicence of the new building. | was
hardly conscious myself of the ABSORPTION
in the scene before me, until was startled
by a voice ut my very ear.
would you be kind enough TO allow
me to enter the carriage"
1t was wOman'S voice, sweet and deep
toned, such rs all men love to hear. The
speaker was standing with her hand upon
tho handle of the door, which she had evil
IDENTIFY been trying to open at the moment
when my eyes are fixed in admiration upon
the great span of the station roof Che
was young and handsome, so much as that
l saw at a glance; and she was dressed
with singular elegance.
II beg your pardOnW | cried in cOnfu-
sion, and | fear with blush dyeing my
cheeks and forehead; for | was still young
enough TO be subject to that weakness. |
hastily opened the door and stepped back.
The girl-for | now saw that she was
little mOre-entered the carriage with some
appearance of haste. She was accompanied
by an unmistakable lady's maid, of de
mure aspect, who was laden with the in
evitable dressing case, which she carried
with care that suggested the value of its
contents. Her mistress turned to porter
who was in attendance laden with various
small parcels, and giving him half 4 crown,
said:
''The train is just going, l think?'
eyes, miss, 1t only wants one minute to
the time, thank you, miss, kindly" touch
ing his hat and pOcketing his handsome
dOuceur.
would you be kind enough" said the
Young lady, then she looked at me for a
moment, and / could have sworn there was
a slight increase Of color in her cheeks also.
Would YOU be Kind enough to lock the
door?'' she resumed; but the porter was
already out of earshOt, and her request
was not attended TO. Giving up the at
tempt TO arrest his attention rs hopeless
she sank back into her seat with little
sigh. that might have been one either of
satisfaction or uneasineSS. There was some
thing singularly attractive in her whole
appearance. She had only been few sec
onds in the carriage with me, and yet her
presence seemed to pervade the whole
APARTMENT, and some subtle indefnable
spring of JOY in my own heart was touched
at the thought that for an hour or more we
were to be fellow travellers.
looked into her face as she sat with her
eyes fixed upon the door. She had taken
the seat furthest from the platform, but |
could see that she was watching the crowd
in the station with an intenseneSS that was
surprising even to one ordinarily so unOb-
servant rs myself Suddenly beheld the
most extraordinary change pass over the
face, the beauty of which WAS admiring
perhaps more openly than l was aware.
Every veStige of color faded out of it;
even the rich full lips that had seemed
made for smiles and bright conversation
and kisses turned white, and long lines OF
care or terror were pencilled on the fore
head. l followed the direction of her eyes,
and saw that they were fixed upon a man
who was looking into the earriage-ay young
ish man, with q handsome diSsipated face,
which spoke elOquently OF a life of vicious
self-indUlgence, and sneering, insOlent
smile upon his lips, that told something of
the heart that was beating in his breast
He nodded familiarity to the girl, and
then, with sinister laugh of triumph, laid
his hand upon the door.
''oh, stop him, sir! stop him! For the
love of heaven do not let him enterp'
could hardly believe the evidence of
my own cans when heard the voice in
which she addressed me. Her tone had
undergone as great transformation rs her
features. If ever mortal terror was ex-
pressed by voice it was now in the harsh,
strained accents in which she spoke.
did not wait to ask for any explana-
ton. 1t was enough that she had appealed
to me for aid. The young blood ran more
rapidly through my veins. felt rather than
saw that she was appealing to me, not only
with her voice, but with her beautiful eyes,
her elasped hands and the whole attitude
Of thefigure, the symmetry of which mo-
ment before had been admiring / turned
10 the door, which the man was already
trying to open, as the train began to move
slowly out Of the station.
'sYOu cannot got in heTep ] said, hold