Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1889-10-18


'It's done' Mary thought, bitterly.
''It is too late! Oh, she should be
choked"
"What viewl" Miss Perry was cry
ing, with clasped hands. "See the river,
Marmaduke Blue from the sky, and
still as glass!"
"Beautiful" Mr. Olney assented.
"And this long avenue-did you ever
see anything like it, Marmaduks2"
Marmaduke never had.
II thank you so much, Miss Lane, for
bringing us' Miss Perry cried, herself
beautiful in her gay enthusiasm.
mot at all, :" said Mary.
Miss Perry's thanks were intolerable.
Phil-poor Phil-if she could save him !!
But Miss Perry stood rear him-was
smiling at him.
''What are those flowers down there?"
she demanded, brightly. ''Violets al
ready? L must have them"
They were a dozen perilous feet down
the steep bank, which sloped to the
river.
But Miss Perry gazed brilliantly at
Phil and Mr.. Olney.
"We couldn't get them, Mag" said
Mr.. Olney owed break our necks."
"Shame" cried Miss Perry, blithely,
and cast down her parasol and gloves.
'sLaggards, I'll do it myself! Go hide
your heads!"
She was at the brink Of the bank. Mr..
Olney caught her wrist.
you'll kill yourself, you know, Mag, y
he drawled.
"Perhaps I SHALL" she retorted, roll
lickingly; but she turned hotly red at his
touch. 'My blood will be on your head,
Marmadukew
She sprang out of his reach, and stood
poised where her leap had taken her, her
charming face on level with their feet.
Miss Perry" said Phil, and "Mag? y
said Mr.. Olney, sternly, but got no further,
She had slipped. Down, down the sheer
bank she went sliding, with dire rend-
ing of pretty skirts, wild futtering of
frightened hands, till she clutched at a
sapling rooted far below, and sank down
with little exhausted shrek.
''Well, how can we get to her2''
Phil gasped.
Upon my word, l don't know" said
Mr.. Olney, angrily. "She's madcapn'
Miss Perry was gazing up at them in
comical defiance, her white hand waving.
'I'm not hurt. | suppose you're sorry
I'm not hurt, Marmaduke?" she cried.
"You see the foot path just below you
Miss Perry" Mary called to her, coldly.
''If you will take that it will bring you
gradually to lower grade in the walk,
where you can climb up easily"
"We will walk down and meet you
there, >" said Phil ''Shan't we, Nary"
Every well, " said Mary, frigidly.
Miss Perry, with last defiant word OF
two, was off.
Mary led the way down the walk stiffly
Phil was laughing.
Miss Perry is irrepressiblel" i" he OBJ
served, admiringly.
''Oh, she's madcap," Mr.. Olney re-
peated, strolling eisurely in the rear
Mary accomplished the five minutes
walk in silence.
A slender figure, in draggled black
silk, looked up at them drolly from down
the slope.
Phil and Mr.. Olney sprang down and
pulled her up. Mary was positive she
had stopped there purposely.
Her heart burned within her. What {
fool she would have looked in such 4
position
But Miss Perry was flushed and laugh
/ ing and lovely.
'What are you giggling at, you
wretches?" she cried, tipping her ben
bonnet recllessly over her nose, and
spreading her lace skirt-which hung in
tags. ''Stop this minute, Marmaduke
I've had delightful little excursion. Tv'
enjoyed it-there now! l didn't get m!
violets, but"
Miss Perry was turning white. Sh'
clasped her round arm with shiver o
pain. Blood was trickling on the fai
skin.
''It was stone-it cut it as | fell
she murmured.
Now she would have pity and concerl
as well as admiration. 1t was a cut-and
dried scheme, Mary reflected, irefully
Phil would have to help her home.
She turned away, her lip between he