The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1888-12-27

it'll DO safe there. lido wonder where
shc is9'
"Whero Garry isa' repeated Brown.
'Tn tho house, isn't shca'
mo. She went down to the village
for somo pink wool and matches and
things an hour or moro ago, and I'm
only afraid shc'll be on the way homo
now, without sign of an umbrella or
a cloak, or anything but white muslin
scarf"
sJust hand mo an umbrella out Of
the housel" criol Selah Brow,, with
alacrity. ',ll rua back to the meadow
for my coat in half minute, and go to
meet her."
''That won't be necessary" curtly
interposed Mr. Graydon. Ever asiiK
sun umbrella here, and I'll bring Miss
Garry back all right"
He walked hurriedly on, but selah
Brown still held out his hand to Mrs.
VinalL.
"Tho umbrella, please" said he.
"Its hardly worth while the two Of
you going" said Mrs. Vinall.
"Tm going after Garry. or I'll know
the reason whyl' said Selah, iu reso-
lutte voice.
And Mrs. Vinall gavo him the UNI
brolla, without word of further pro-
test.
He hurried back to the field for his
coat, and struck into the high road by
a short cut at very nearly tho point
which Mr.. Felix Graydon had reached.
And from that point they walked on
together, yet separated by thu width Of
the high road, occasionally darting
belligercnt CLAN ces at each other, and
never exchanging friendly word.
I Both were good walkers; both wero
determined to be the first to rescue
pretty Garry Viuall from the coming
tempest.
Just about half way to the village,
however, as they neared desolato old
brick house, mildewed with too much
shade and evergreons, with tangled
vines, on which ITO Lett had hung so
long that it was popularity supposed to
be part of tho mural decoration,
the rain came down in dizzying sheets,
the thunder rolled, and vivid dart of
lightning shone for second before
their eyes, as it seemed to bury itself in
the ground.
Ia the same moment they saw Garry
Vinalps face at tho opea door of the
old brick house, her hand beckoning to
them.
''She has taken refuge there
of all places in the gorldr.1
cried Gray don, breaking the s
silence which had reigned so 10
tween thom. Hold on, Brownl DO
you know what they're using tho brick
house for now2 She don't, that $ very
cvident!'
eyes, l do" sail Brown. cold
Mills is storing his powder there for the
blasting in Dover Rocks"
"Don't go near the placef' shouted
Graydon. Didn't you hear her mother
say that she hal lot of matches with
herr Matcho, ia a powder magazinel
and with thunderstorm like this rat
ting overhead! Call to her: tell her
to come out here to usl'
''She couldn't hear you if you shout
ed to her with boatswain's trumpet
retortcd Brown.
'Man alivll" roared Graydon, in
stinctively putting out his hand to stop
the other, "lo You want to be blown iato
tho midlle OF tho next fcld2 Did you
see that last flash OF lightning9'
| And he fairly took to his heels, hur-
rying down the road which led to the
distant village, without even pausing to
look behind.
Selah Brown CLAN ccd after him with
a couatenarco o! i.fiaite contempt.
! II always thought he was poltroon," :"
he muttercd. Now, am sure of it."
| He jumped tn, fonce like young
deer, and fastened, with long stride,
TO the old brick house.
"Oh, is it you2" said Garry, not with
cut sudden shadow OF disappointment
in her face. "Its very good of you to
come for me, Pm sure. But Thought
| You thought you saw Graydon,"
interposod Brow. well, you did,
but ne has an engagement in tho oppo.
site direction. I'm sorry lam the wrong
one. But come, Carryl"
"Out in that rain-certainly notW
said the village beauty, with an air of
decision. 'Let us stay here until it is
over. lisa musty old place, l know;
lut the roof is w.tcr-tight, and"
'And there's your parcel, Garry.
|
Comel'
He took an oblong paper package
from her grasp, and then drew the un-
willing little hand under his arm with
gentle force.
But shall get all wetp she de
clared, still hanging back.
Garry" he said, ''do you know
where your arei"
'In the old brick house, to-be-sure p
she answered.
"You are in a powder magazine. And
your life may perhaps depend upon the
distance which we can place between
ourselves and this dangerous place." he
added, in deep voice, as another sheet
of blue lightning blazed and vanished
before their eyes.
She was quick to comprehend the