Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1888-11-22
UNDER A CLOUD
OR,
CLEARING HIMSELF.
The Thrilling and Absorbing Story
of a Great Crime.
BY JENNIE DAVIS BURTON,
AUTHOR or HER LIFE's SECRET" AND
OTHER STORIES.
CHAPTER XvuL-covr1NuEn.

CHAPTER XVIiL-CoNTINUED
She's been doing her prettiest to make
up match between my girl ard that fellow
Bergman, She's not the least in love with
him, though Childer may think so; he's
been blind as bat not TO see her drift all
along, | want her 20 know that | won't
put up with any Interference from her. She
has always treated me like the mud under
her feet, but now she has got to take me on
an equal footing with them,n ran his
thoughts, while he watched the amazed
/ expression which dawned in the young la
! dy's face
! Lyman came to the rescue by telling his
sister to get her wraps. He had declared
once that they must break of their friend
ship for the Everleighs, but he could not
resist the temptation thus offered him,
though he mentally determined that it
should be for the last time, nor could he,
without absolute rudeness, refuse to let
Carol go.
He handed the two girls into the sleigh
and tucked the robes around them, promis-
ing gaily to be with them within half an
hour When they were fairly Off, Althea
turned to look her companion severely in
the face.
What did that man mean by his talk,
Caroli Surely you have not promised him
any thing to give him reason to speak as he
did, want you to be frank with me, for [
have been giving hope to another lover Of
yours, quite unwarrantably, if there is any
thing in this"
Carol held up the hand on which flashed
Ingot's gift.
"This is from him, Althea"
"And you have given up Norris for
this man-Inever would have believed it
| can not believe it now. What can you see
in him, coarse, vulgar, no more to be COM
pared with oh, CAROL phdt have you donel"
Ny duty, hope" murmured Carol, in
heart-brolSen tones. 'Dont talk of it,
please. I'm afraid / shall cry. and Ly-
man hates to see me with red eyes Oh,
Althea am unhappy, and it will be worse
Il you are angry with me. We can be friends
just the same, can we notpi
With that man between us! / doubt IL
But at any rate i can't afford to quarrel
with you tonight. Here we are, and there
are my visitors, wondering what has be-
come Of me-
IL fods miscellaneous party Miss Ever
leigh had gathered in, whether from some
passing whim, or a growing thoughtfulness
and charity which believed in bringing
these starved lives within the light and
color other own. There were about twenty
boys and girls of varying sizes and degrees
Of raggedness, two or three bent and
wrinkled crones, and pale, pretty girl Of
twenty, who was telling the story of the
Glass Slipper to such as chose to give their
attention to her
Cinderella had no trouble in putting IL
on, so she married the prince. and-Tommv
Burke, if you throw another peanut shell, 1
will see that you get no orange to take
home tonight. Meggy, what are those two
midgets quarreling overl You can't bring
that pipe out here, granny; Miss Everleigh !
would not like it. Ask the girl for another
cup Of tea If you want it to brace up your
nerves. Now, young man, | caught you
pulling Sissy Darkes hair. Aren't YOU
when you were asked here. like a
gentleman, Just to show you what Christ
mas is like' Oh. Miss Everleighl | have
done my best to keep them amused .
But they have been almost too much for
You, have they, Julie. Come. children. did /
you ever play fox-and- geese. Carol. this is |
julie Streng, who sews for me sometimes.
See If you two can not devise something less
noisy by the time the gentlemen arrive. /
want this red-headed boy for the fox. and |