The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1888-08-23

station, and am just recovering from
siege Of malarial fever. Surely there
must bs some one around here who
could act as my guide"
''There is NO ono hero but me-" said
Miss Barlow, locking the cash draw and
preparing to extnguish the one reflector
lamp that giowed above tho new ar
rivals head. But II you choose to 60
homo with mo I dare say my mother
will give you some supper and bed.
Our house Il tho nearest to this place.
Aud tomorrow'-with somewhat sig
nificant psuse-'you can begia new
career"
I'm awfully obliged to you" said
the gentleman, jumping up with
alacrity. But how many careers per
week do these Westerners count upon3
I've no objection. for my part, to the
old one continued"
Miss Bsrlow's face remained inexora-
bly, grave. Shs considered it no part Of
her duty to countcnanco flippancy like
this. She locked tho station, and hung
the key on its hooked nail close within
the latticed easement outside, where
winds could not hurl it away nor
storms disturb it, before she said,
quietly: "This way, please. Tho Ian
tern will light you sufficiently if you
arc a little careful; otherwise you will
find the way rather steep and narrow
down the hill. You are perhaps una
ware that a telegram describing your
personal appearance has just come in
from the White Peak office2"
"a telegraml By jovo the whole
thing is out, thcnr'
He spoke quickly; there was gonu-
inc disgust and dissatisfaction cx-
pressed in every feature of his face.
eyes" responded tho telegraph op-
orator, ''the whole thing is out. Your
conjecture is quite correct
'Does-I beg your pardon, but this
is matter of some Importance to me
does any one know it besides yourselfa"
"No."
II may depend on your with i'm
ploring emphasis.
"Yes, you may depend on me-"
'Thanks, awfullyp declared the
stranger, with fervor. "You see, it
makes it very unpleasant to have those
things talked about"
$50 should imagine"
A brief silence ensued. Eunice was
wondering how her strange companion
could speak so coolly Of 'these things"
"Was hs utterly dead to all shameY'
she thought. Thu strange companion,
in tho meantime, was secretly marvel
ling at tho ease and lightness with
which this extraordinary girl stepped
out through the snowdrifts.
"a perfect Amazon" he said to him
self, "and pretty one, too. Why
doesn't she keep talking7 l like the
timbre of her voice; it's regular con-
tralto."
| '1t seems to me-" observed the young
man, after another interval of silence,
during which the crunching of their feet
in the snow and the persistent bowling
of the winl was all that broke the spoil,
What they put great deal of response.
bility on young women in this part o.
the world"
1 "A good deal of it is forced upon
them, and good deal they assume
themselves" said Eunice Barlow, com
posedly. II am willing to admit tina
have taken heavy responsibility OF
myself tonight Understand" added
Miss Barlow, 'that if take you hom'
tonight and shelter you, I must hav'
your promises--"
"The new career question again! Tn
blessed il know what all this means,
gasped the solitary passenger.
"Equivocatioa is entirely useless,
said Eunice, severely. You know
perfectly well what mean. l hav'
givon you chance for freedom; fo
what is still better, fame and character
See to it that this chance does not pas
unimproved."
'Madw muttered the stranger t,
himself; ''very mad Entirely hope
less case, l should say. I wonder
there really was telegram, or II that j
merely part of her brain disorder2
wonder if I'd better keep on with her
nobody knows whittier, or cut and rul
for it, snow storm and all2"
"You havo basely absconded witt
your employers money" said Eunice,
with the freezing sternness of idealize'
justice; Sin other words, you are
bank defalcator."
VII SoihVt h0"S WA yoo 6A'S
fellow chance2' uttered her compau
ion. Gas the school books say Strike
but hear I've nobody's money but m
| own, and none too much of that.
don't know anything about your bank
nor their defalcators. I've been onl
two weeks in your country and I thin
its the snowiest climate going. M
name is Ernest Tinsallon, and 1 was tt
have been met at the station by Col
Copley of the 4OOth Cavalry"
Eunice Barlow gave little shrek o
smazement. "Sir Ernest Tinsallon |
! she cried. "The Englishman who ws
. coming out here to hunt buffalo an
follow up the line of the Pine river
But you have alighted at the wron
station; you should have stopped ,
8 Pine Barracks, seven miles beyon
0 here"
. 81 heard the conductor bawl OF