Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1889-03-30
WAPrEL xxvIrl.
MARE FRErrLBy HAS 4 VISITOR.

According TO the copy hooks Of our youth,
representation Is the thief of time" and,
certainly. Brian found that the remark was Q
true one He had been hearly a week In
town. yet could not make up his mind to 60
and see Cation, and though morning after
morning be set out With the determi-
nation to 20 straight to Chancery lane,
yet he never arrived there. He had gone
back to his lodgings in East Melbourne,
and passed his time either in the house or in
taking long walks in the garden, or along
the banks Of the muddy Yarra When he
did 60 into town. on business connected with
the sale of his station, he drove there and
back In a hanson. for he had a curious
shrinking against seeing any Of his friends
As soon as his station was sold, and ho mar
ried to Madge. he determined to leave Aus
tralia. and never set foot on It again. But
until he could leave the place he saw no ono.
nor mixed with his former friends, 90 great
was his dread at being stared at Mrs
Sampson. who had welcomed him back with
shrill exclaniations Of delight, was loud in
her expressions Of disapprova! as TO the way
be was shutting himself up.
"Your eyes bein' 'ollow," said the sympa-
thizing cricket, lit is nat'ral as it's want Of
air, which my 'usband's uncle being drug
gist an well to do In Co!lingwood. ses as 'ow
= want OF oxeye-gent. being French name,
- o called the atmispeare. were fearful for
pullin people down. an maxim EN- 60 of
their food. which you hardly eats anythin'.
m not bcin' butterfly it's expected a. your
appetit. would be larger"
"Oh, I'm all right" said Brian, abeently.
lighting a cigarette and only half listening
to his landladys garrulous chatter: but il
any one calls tell them I'm not in don't
want TO he bothered by visitors"
"Bein as wise thing as Solomon ever
said" answered Mrs Sampson, energetically,
(which no doubt . was in good ealtb when
seein' the queen of Shebsr, as is necessary
when any one calls, and not feelin' disposed
TO speak, which I'm often that way myself
on occasions, my sperits bein' low, as I've
card tell soder water ave that effect on em
which you takes it with dash Of brandy,
tho to be sure that might be the cause Of
your want Of life. and-drat that bell" she
finished. hurrying out Of the room as the
front door bell sounded, (which my legs Is
a-givin' way under me thro' bein' over
worked"
Meanwhile Brian sat and smoked content
edly. much relieved by the departure Of Mrs
Sampson. with her constant chatter. but he
soon heard her mount the stairs again, and
she entered the room with telegram, which
she handed to her lodger
"'Opin it don't contain bad noose," she
said, as she retreated to the door again.
Tearing open the red marked envelope, II
turned out to be from Eadge. saying that
they had come back to town and asking him
down to dinner that evening Fitzgerald
folded up the telegram, then rising from his
seat, walked moodily up and down the room
with his hands in Ills pocketA
$50 hs u thare." said tho young man
aloud. 'and shall have to meet him and
shake hands with him, knowing all tho time
what he Ia II II were not for Madge I'd
leave this cursed place at once. but after the
way she stood by me in my trouble ! should
be coward II did So"
II was a. Madge had predicted her father
was unable to stay long In one place, and
had como back to Melbourne q week after
Brian had arrived The pieasant party at the
station vas broken up. and. like the graves
Of household, the guests were scattered far
and wide. Paterson had left for New Zea-
land en- route for the wonders q the Hot
lakes, and the old colonist was about to start
tor England In order to refresh his boyish
memoriea Mr.. and Mn Rolleston had come
back to Melbourne, where the wretched Felix
was compelled once more to plunge into poll
tics, and DR. Chinston had resumed bis usual
routine Of fees and patientA
On receiving Madges telegram. Brian do
termined to 60 down in the evening. but not
70 dinner, 20 hs sent reply to Madge to that
effect. He did not want to meet Mark
Frettlby. but did not. Of course, tell this to
Madge, 20 she had her dinner BY herself, a.
hcr father had gone In to his club, and the
time Of his return was uncertain. After din
ner she wrapped light CLOAK round her and
went out on 70 the vera nda to wait for her
lover. The garden looked charming In tbs
moonlight, with the black, dense cypress
trees standing up against the sky and tho
great fountain tplashing cool and silvery.
There was heavily foliaged oak just by tho
gate, and she strolled down tho path and
stood under II in the shadow, listening to the
whispcr and rustic OF it, multitudinous
leaves It 10 curious the unearthly glamour
which moonlight seems to throw over every
thing, and though Msdge knew every flower,
tree and shrub In the garden, yet they all
looked weird and fantastical In tho cold,
white light She went up to tho fountain,
and seating herssh on the edge, amused her
velf BY dipping her hand into the chilly
water and letting II fall, like silver rain,
back into the basin While thus engaged shs
heard tho iron gate open and shut with .
clash, and springing 70 her feet saw gsntle.
man coming up the path in . light coat and
soft wideawake hat
"Oh, it's you al last, Brianr' she cried. -
she ran down the path to meet him. "Why
did you not come beforei"
"Not being Brian, can't say" answered
her fathers voico