The Springdale news., 1888-10-19


 If you will not go for your own sake, in the name of the Virgin Mary, go for mine"
 Ii my presence increases your misery and danger, will go-n
 Ut does-it does," she interrupted
 'But this is very mysterious apt trying; can you not
 Nc, no, no, in the name of all the holy saints ask nothing of me; do not attempt to delye into the depths of this terrible mys- tery. but go-go at onee.n The girl was weeping and sobbing as if her heart would break. and Allen, realizing that his pres ence added to her distress, sprang oyer the wall and went into the wood near the gar den.
 For long time he fingered about the mys- tcrious old stene house.. He climbed q tree, and watched It until the moon rose But few moments after that first blood-curdling shrlek had burst upon the ar the mansion became dark and silent as the tomb. Not a sound was heard after Allen had leaped the wall and quilted the grounds.
 When the moon rose, there was an air of quiet serenity about the old house that gave it the appearance of peaceful home.
 Flowers in the garden were holding their perfumcd heads in the evening breeze fountains were playing mers1ly, the waters sparkling in the moonlight, and all signs of excitement and terror gone. In yam he looked for the beautiful girl, she was nowhere to be seen. She had doubtless retired within the walls of that gloomy old house. Allen descended from hls perch in the tree top and returned to the village
 Ills mind was harrassed ten.s>l ses more than before The vision of ths$ beautiful form, perfectly radiant in her distress and tears. was constantly in his mind Those fearful eyes seemed appealing from some deep unknown distress which he dared not fathom
 Sleep was a stranger to his eyes that night, As he tossed rcstlessly upon his bed. in the anguish of his soul he cried:
 "0h Berth2-Bcrtha-ea 1 not-may not come and help you in your distress"
 Never until he had seen her in tears did Allen understand his real feelings toward this strange, mysterious girl IL tored hsr True, she was surrounded by a mystery black as midnight; she might. for aught he knew, have brought her misery upon her self. but he loved her stil although he knew heY not. That beng from whom the villagers shr2uk as though she was polu- ton itself Was the dearest object or earth to him. and he Was wiling to lay down his life for her.
 Night passed, and when morning calno he was astonished at his haggard iacc as it was revealed to him by the mirror. His hair was not Whitened, but his face was so changed that he hardly knew himself.
 Ills landlady inquired after his health, and advised her favorite remedy for bilious ness. Allen thanked her, and assured her that he would get along without any med ieme and after q light breakfast went to the office. His mind was constantly har- roWed up with thoughts of the sights and sounds of the night before Again and again did he try to throw the subject from his mind, but, like Banquo's ghost, it would not down. He asked himself again and again for an explanation of the mystery, but his reasoning faculties were incapable of suggesting any.
 "She is pure and gooG, be that strange mystery which clouds her life whatever it may said Allen.
 Ee was sitting at his desk trying hard to bring sufficient will-power to his com mand to concentrate his mind on the bus mess before him, when t1e door of his sanctum softly opened, and Nlss HoplIi:s, with aprofusion of smiles and bows .nterel.
 "Oh, I'm so glad found you alone, said Miss Hopkins, in her most pleasant man. ner, as she seated herself in chair at his side. Eve just got the first installment of my story ready for the press, and 1 know you will be delighted with it. was aston ished myself al the story, and laughed and cried in turns at the funny and pathetic parts.n
 Disagreeable as 1t was under ordinary crcumst auccs to be bored by this crude authoress, Allen almost welcomed her on .I-s Il 2 manuscript might direct his mind from subject that had become exceedingly pain full
 Do you think you have red remarka- ble Aogel, Miss Hopkinsa lie asked