Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-09-28

are cheerful enough in summer with the ar
lists that come here sketching, and in the
autumn with the gentlemen who come
to fish, but the rest OF the year don't often
have stranger at the Carne's Arms"
1 Two days later Mr.. Armstrong returned
to Carnesford with a builder from Ply
mouth. The following day FIVE or six
workmen appeared, and in fortnight
considerable transformation had been made
! in the cottage. A verandah was run round
| the front and two sides. Some rustic wood
work appeared round the windows, and the
interior OF the house was transformed with
! fresh paper and paint. Nothing could be
done In the way of roses and creepers as
these could not be moved at this time of the
year. for it was now just midsummer.
The day after the workmen went out, q
wagon load of furniture, simple and snb-
stantial, arrived, and on the following day
the coach brought down the new tenants. A
girl had already been engaged in the vii
lage to act as servant Miss Armstrong was
quietly and plainly dressed, and might by
her attire De taken for the daughter of
small farmer, and the opinion in the vii
lage, as the new comers walked through on
their way to the cottage, was distinctly IA
yorable. In a very short time Mr.. Armstrong
became quite popular character in Carnes-
ford, and soon was on speaking terms with
most of the people. He won the mothers
hearts by patting the heads of the little
girls, and praisinag their. looks. He
had q habit of carrying sweets
in his pockets, and distributing
them freely among the children, and he
would lounge for hours at the smiths door,
listening to the gossip that went on. for in
Carnesford, as elsewhere, the forge was the
recognized meeting place Of those who had
nothing to do. He was considered won-
derful acquisition by the frequenters of the
snuggery at the Carne's Arms, and his
stories Of life at the Cape gave an added in
terest to their meetings. Hearing from
Hiram Powlett that he had a wife and
daughter, he asked him to get them, as q
matter of kindness, to visit his daughter;
and within fortnight of his arrival, he and
Mary went to tea to the mill.
Several times the conversation in the
snuggery turned upon the murder at the
Hold. In no case did the newcomer lead
up to it, but it cropped up as the subject
which the people of Csrnesford were never
weary of discussing. He ventured no opin-
ions and asked no questions upon the first
few occasions when the subject was being
but smoked his pipe in silence,
listening to the conversation.
1t seems strange to me, he said at last,
that you in this village should never have
had suspicion of anyone except this Cap
tain Mervyn: understand that You, Mr..
and you, Mr.. Carey, have never
thought of anyone else; but Mr.. Powlett-
he always says he is sure it isn't him. But
Ii it wasn't him, Mr.. Powlett who do you
think it was?"
"Ah, that is more than can tell, (" Hiram
said. ST have thought and have thought
till my head went round, but I can't
zee who it can have BEEN"
"Miss Carne seems to have had no enc
mies?''
'tNo. not one-not as I ever heard of.
Size was wonderful popular in the vil1age-she
ng. he never quarrelled with anyoneD
Had he trouble with poachers, thenF
"Well, not often, but last year before that
rom Dareport-that's two miles away. down at
he mouth Of the river-with one or two chaps
rom this village, 80 1t was said. About fort
light-it may be three weeks-before Miss
)arne was killed, there was a fight up in the
woods between them and the gamekeepers
)ne OF the keepers got stabbed, but he didn's
brought it in willful murder all the same. IL
lidn't matter much what verdict they brought
q. cause the man as the evidence went against
lad left the country-at least, he hasn't been
"And . good job too. Hiram; good job too.n
acob Carey put in.
Yes" Hiram said 'T admit it it was good
OBJ as ne was gone; good job for rs all. He
Fould never have done any good here, anyway;
nd the best job as ever be did for himself, asI
now of, was when he took himself of"
There was general chorus of assent.
what was the mans nameT Mr.. Armstrong
sked carelessly.
His name was George Forrestsr.D Jacob
As they were going out from the snuggery
lat evening the landlord made sign 20 Mr..
armstrong that he wanted to speak to him.
le accordingly fingered until the other men
ad left
''oh, I thought would Just tell you, Mr..
'rmstrong, seeing that your daughter and you