Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1889-02-14

No questions were asked on that score,
and she received company ust when she
felt disposed. But In Cumberland Place
such doings were quite out OF the ques ton.
She had been appointed upper housemaid,
an the situation was not 10y any means
to her liking.
There were two footmen, a butler, and
a number of female servants, but not one
OF them was at all in EliZabeth's style.
They, like the house. were much too
| grand for her.
| Friends of the servants were constantly
dropping la to supper, an these we're
entertained literally enough at Mr.. At
WOO rs expense; but Elizabeth had never
| yet vontGred 10 ask her young man 10 the
house, for she knew that his manners and
conversation would have been at once
condemned by this fine soc ETY., and, with
out being the least bit of a snOb, she felt IL
unwise to mention The fact that she was
keeping company with du 'tman.
''Give meh general s. place AM him
dependence" said lizabeth, as she walk
ei 0rm-in-arm with Reuben Bates one
nj ht In the fdgware Road, and poured
forth her woes INTO his ears. i ate your
stuek-up swells: none OF your fashAnable
ways fer ME - cant abide 'em!
arvtnts Is sarvints. | say, and
ear EN- talk and zee 'em a-goln'
OH makes me quite dlsgusted. lube, it do.
some mere puddin, Mss 'Awl1ins' says
the first footman! Miss 'Awkins' in
deed Liz is good enough for me, and
so up and told i'm straight And, oh,
| Rube, you d ave larfed TO sec low g
FLASHED e ute the euler Of reony. as
the sayin Is, as il l were a'makin' too
tree with i'm! More pudd II indee' I'd
puddn' i'm! 30 grand er ain my style;
l weren't born to it. and don't like it,
Stopping TO look in at the window OF a
tempting linen diapers shop, Elizabeth
was deeply engaged in contemplating an
article which struck her as 'quite bar
gain" at elevenpence three farthings,
when voice behind her nearly caused
her to fall through the sheet of plate
glass.
'Fllzabeth," ii said, ''can l speak to
you for moment"
Goodness" cried RUDE, with a start,
"if that ain t the voice of the d."
FLUSH you fOOl-hold your tongueW
exclaimed elizabeth empnatically, grasp
ing the sitpati n in a moment, with
woman's shrewdness. "Be off 'ome,
Rube-and not word of this, d ye ear,
or you'll never the own the and OF LIZ
buth 'Awklns'
Then, turning round to John Delaney
for it was he-she led him to quiet side
street away from the hustle and the glare.
"Oh, Mr.. Delaney" she said at last
when they had arrived at retired spot.
"wotever are you dom ere? l 20 ed
you was far away, and safe. "
80 1 was, Elizabeth, " he replied; "but
| have come back"
"Do you know. she said earnestly,
| hot har s.. g,.t for nd
if the perlice take you, you will be
anged ,"
mot quite so bad as that, / think,
Elizabeth, he returned, with a faint
smile. " Imprisoned for life perhaps
but that would not be for long,
imprisoned? No; 'anged by the neck
till you are dead. oh, isn't 1t lawful!
'Ow could you bring your cart to go and
kill i'm?
"Kill whom? There was no one killed
from what heard. 4"
mo one killed-and poor Captain Stur-
gis as was slortered like sheep oh,
'ow could YOU done IT,
II aptain SturgiS what about him?''
what about imp oh. If this ain t de-
ceit, and you, as killed i'm cold blood, to
stand and ialk t. me so calm like "
ii killed Captain Sturgis?"
Eyes, murdered 'im-yOu can t pretend
ignorance to me-"
John Delaney was utterly COMPOUNDED.
BY degrees he gathered the story of the
story of the shocking tragedy from ii a
beth. He felt chilled with horror Was
he then branded as a murderer as we'll as
a dynamiter?
$50 they think then, "he said presently,
after Elizabeth had finished her story,
that IL was | who killed him -
Think, sir. Who could help thinking
so after wot come out at the hlnguest?'
True, he repl ed; land does Mrs. At
wood think so too"
Certainly she does.
At this moment they drew near to a
shop. 1t was a small greengrocer's, and
the gas was flaring recklessly, showing
the garden produce OF in an attractive
manner to intending buyers.
The light fell strongly upon Delaney's
face, and he paused for moment
''LCok at me, Lii abeth," he said.
''What do you see in II y face? Death, is
it not! have not many days to live
you can see that plain enough, can you
not"
She could see II only too we'll, and, as
she ga @ upon his emaciated features
and wasted frame Eli aberh wept.
"Don cry" he continued; 1--WE must
all come to IL sooner or later, and shall
not be sorry for my own sake. You were
kin to me in the old days, Elizabeth.
Will you do one thing more for me- Ask
Mrs. Atwood to come and see ME. Here
is the address," and he wrote down the
name Of an obscure street in Camden Town.
'Yes, sir, D." said Elizabeth al will ask
Ter. 'Cwever ba you may be, can I
forget old times.
THANK OH, returned Delaney, walk
ing OH a little farther. ~ only
came back to London last night. l could
not keep away somehow any longer. Last
night walked up TO where where my
mother and sister live. saw them both
both through the window. They look
Ill and aged, 1t is hard to have to stray
up in the dusk to catch glimpse OF one &
mother.
His voice became nearly naudiblc from
emotion. The night had clouded over,
and the rain began TO tail steadily down
into the marky street Delaney
shivered In his thrcadbare clothes and a
violent fit OF coughing prevented him from
saying more tor several minutes. When
! no hah ct,t ofa ba