The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1888-04-14

his chance to see her again-a chance
which he felt ne ought to resist, and yet
before ne left Miss Everlcigh, he had prom
ised to be on hand Oh the morrow.
''Norris,'' she said, at parting, twill you
let me ask the new firth to give you place
in the bank? You look worried, you are
breeding over some trouble, ! am sure you
will be better at work"
'sNot yet, thank you, Althea 1t is two
years since l have had a vacation. am IN
no hurry to end this one.'
She understood, however, that he was
waiting for the breath Of suspicion to pass
by.
That next evening he ever forget
it?-was d happy breathing space between
the perplexitics Of the past and the further
perplexities which the future was to bring
Neither Lyman nor Carol had expected to
see him there. A frown dar1ened the brow
Of the former; the rosy tinge deepened in
the latter S check
Carol noticed that he seemed thinner, and
thought he looked iii. She was afraid he
would think they were selfish, never going
to see how he was after thattreadful night.
This between The fish and the fowl. and
Norris was repaid for moro than ii week.
suffering. Now. there had been such 6
Thought in his mind, hl1t the last atom OF
re:,cnt1nent melted away Under the glance
OF those bright eyes.
Yet when the Little company returned to
the parlor, he found himself talking to
Alrliea without making an attempt to
l1lonopolizo The lady Of his love. 1t was
enough to watch her, to listen as she
less and bright as q bird in sprill gtinla--
IF Gil o-11
girl to whom care and trouble arc yet un-
known.
',Do you think a1n very si]ly?" she asked:
with o nciye glance up at her elderly enter
tainer s'You see, it IS such Il new sensa-
ton to me. never. went: OFT much before,
and indeed. am more glad for Lyman than
myself about the money: I uean-though
it may have turned my head little: beeom-
ing independent 50 suddenly. And Lyman
says it is not settled yet how much we are
worth. lie takes it quietly enough, but to
me it is like Ct fairy tale where the people
live happily forever AFTER
':You have made others happy-yon and
YOUR brother.' said Mr.. Everleigh, with
feeling stHeaven bless YOU, my child, for
your generous heart;
He will never do any thing to thWalt
Lyman, l. slnl sure" thought she, and Won
dercd that her brother did not take the
place by Althea's side when Norris left it va
cant; but there were no more tete-a-tctes that
night. Some callers dropped III. to whom
Miss Ever1eigh introduced her invited
guests: the conversation became general,
and at ten o'clock the Childers departed.
Norris fingered but few moments longer,
and Althea went to the door with him, de-
tanning him a moment to say:
Gone again-coOlc often. want you
to-"
She had given hirn her hand; with q swift
pressure, she withdrew it and disappeared:
leaving the young man little startled at
her intensity. The next moment he smiled.
Miss Everleigh might be changing her
ways, but she was not rid of her old i'm
periousness yet. That II want you to" was
meant to leave him no choice.
He had nearly reached his boarding
place, and was crossing the mouth of black
alley which opened into the wider street,
when two men standing within it nudged
each other with the whisper: ''That's him ~
The next instant they hurled themselves
upon HIM; his throat was seized by strong,
murderous fingers that choked the cry he
tried to utter: and wicked. uplifted blade
caught CLEAN even in that darkness be
fore his starting, pain-dimmed eyes. He
threw up his arm, and it caught the de-
scending blow; before it could be repeated
there was sound of rapid steps, and man
came running into the allev.
s:Helio, what's this? Some mischief, 1'll
be bound! Hey, police! Here, police!' and
he raised such an alarm that the two ruff
fans abandoned their victim and took to
their heels.