Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1889-08-15

Sessed one. lie had finished his PIE
and was picking his teeth with a quill
and furtively regarding his boots, that
by a peculiar tightness and stiffness of
look. judged were new ones. Occas.
ionally he felt Of them, as if, perhaps
his corns were pinched, and once l was
sure he muttered something like an oath
as he rubbed his long white fingers over
the locality of his great toe.
There was nothing to be done with
him until we reach Liverpool, unless he
attempted to leave the train, so I might
as we'll cultivate the acquaintance Of
my pretty little seat mate.
She was somewhat shy, but after a
while l managed to overcome her re.
serve, and we chatted pleasantly like
old friends.
She had not been much from home,
and was timid about travelling alone.
She started nervously every time the
car gave a lurch, and deemed it my
duty to put my arm around the back of
the seat to calm her fears.
She had such horror Of railway &C.
cidents, she said, after aunt Jane
had predicted, before she lett, that
something Was going to happen her.
and then she lifted her large, melting
eyes to my face, and l drew the arm
down from the seat and let it rest on
her shoulder. Men are the natural
protectors of women, you know.
We talked on various subjects. My
sweet companion was very we'll inform.
ed, and her language was simple and
we'll chosen. Befcre I was hardly a.
ware Of it | had told her that was
detective and that 1 was making this
journey expressly to help capture Jor.
lette-that notorious Jorlette.
She shuddered and drew little near.
er to me.
Dear me! said she, nervously, it
must be dangerous business. This Jor.
lette, have heard, is desperate char
acter. Pray, oh, do pray be careful.
And she dropped her voice so near to
whisper, and threw SO much express
sion into her beautiful eyes that | could
not resist tenderly pressing the white
hand so near my own, whispered, I am
afraid, something that would look alb
surd on paper.
That was a very delightful trip to
me, and | think it must have been not
altogether unpleasant to the young lady
for her cheeks were red and her eyes
bright as we approached the termlnous.
She was going to her sister, who lived
two or three miles inland from Liver
pool, so she had to leave me before my
journey was ended.
The train only halted for moment,
but | managed to press a warm kiss on
her lips, and to beg her to give me her
address that might call OH her.
She smiled archly up into my face.
i will drop you line within week,
Mr.. Dayton, she said sweetly. LET
me see-your first name is
'Alphonse. No. 81 T-street,
Liverpool, for the next ten days. Good
by. darlingY and kissed her again,
and saw the door close behind her with
dull feeling Of pain inside the left
section Of my walstcoat.
But l resoluteIy put my pretty I'm.
known out of my mind, and devoted
myselfto looking sharp at Jorlette, who
had evidently fallen asleep. Talk a.
bout the uneaslness Of a guilty consciene
indeed
At Liverpool Mr.. CAthcart stepped
into the car before any one had left 1t
lie swept his eye over the occupants,
and a look of blank dismay settled on
face.
'Thunderation + cried he; is it posi-
BILE you have let him skip%
He is there said l, triumphantly,
pointing to my red headed fellow pas
senger.
That! said Cathcart, in tone Of in
etfable contempt. 'Alf, you're a fool.
That man is the ReY. John Pennlcut,
rector of St. Thomas church, Cumber-
we'll. How do you do, sir p shaking
hands with the pie eater.
As for me, was looking around for
a convenient knot hole to crawl into,
but there seemed to be no such thing
around loose.
Cathcart turned upon me fercefy.
where in the duce is Jorlette?' he
exclaimed, savagely. Did ! not order
you to look sharp ?
'Yonder reverend gentleman was the
only one on the train in any wise an.
swerlng Jorlette's descriptions, said /