The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-06-08

nonsense when you are armed with a.
umbreliam
take the hearth-brush," suggests
Harry.
..That would he ignoble,' she OBJ
jec:s.
al don't think you will need any
weapons" continues Harry, laughing.
"See-I am prepared for any emeF-'
gency::" and he draws a small revolver
from his breast-pocket.
"0h, don't use that, please, YOU
might shoot john"
Little gooser he answers reassur-
i1gly. ..If do fire, it will probably
be in the air.
At this ;uncture there comes faint
tap at the window-pane, and ] have
hard work to refrain from shriehing.
Surely, the ghost, offended at oar lev
ity or audacity. must be coming ID
look us up! Another tap ard heavy
breathing without, hurried scratch
ing, and then "a faint whine.
I'm the nick OF time; that must be
Nell, dear thing! She mist have
known she was wanted to strengthen
the party" cries Robon, quickly OPEN
ing the window and admitting our old
favorite. Ef
ut is time we startc1," says Harry,
as the dining-room clock slowly Go,ef
out the half hour.
'sWait till have secured Nell, ;"
whispers Robin, who is passing her
handkerchief underneath the dogs col
lar to prevent her escape.
s"Are you ready now" questions
Harry impatien'ly.
He receives an answer in the affirm
alive, and then we noisolessly make
our exit through the french window,
and find ourselves in the moonlit
grounds. Stealthily we creep along in
the shadow of the house, and then I'M
der cover of belt Of rhododendrons,
until we reach the entrance to the
Lovers Walk.
At this point, the path not being
wide enough for three to walk abreast,
Harry. and | take the lead-aF orr
heel follows Ral,i" with Nc1 kc,i
well in hand: There Is q certain weird
ness and unreality about the whoe
proceeding. The bright moonlight
only penetrates through occasions!
breaks in the loag line OF trees, SO
producing vivid patches of Light,
wher on stray shadows culver and
dance like things possessing .l:-e A
gentle rustic. scarcely to be dignifie'
by the title of breeze. stirs the black
foliage overhead. whisl ing from le,.f
to leaf the secrets of the air.
Necessarily our advance is as noise
less as possible, and complete sience
falls upon us as We approach the ar
| Dor. Once | stumble OYER the pro-
c,amation escapes me; but for Harry S
| retaining hand, | should at that mo-
mcnt have turned and fed back TO the
house. Luck is on our side when we
reach the end of the walk. The moon
is obscured By clouds for q few min
utcs, SO giving us time noiseles8ly to
ems CONGO ourselves in ambrsh some
few yards from the summer-kouse.
The position chosen, and which we
had decided ON beforehand, commands
a side view of tic open space in front
of the arbor.
The moon again breaks fo,tl, aad
the meadows simmer white i'll her
cold steady ligh+, whilst in the gloomy
background loom the eeswhich over
shadow tie fa,al pond. Gu" place OF
concealment is behind a clunp OF
young arbutus shrub. which provide
ample cover for o,ir persons and stil
afford us through their topmost
braEehe a clear yiew of the scene be-
yond. 81
1 Harry stands relrest the summer
house, and IHelutch tightly at his
right arm. Robin crouches on the
ground, with her arm thrown over
Nell's neck, SO that she may softly
reason with the dog sh orli it grow
FESTIVE.
| We are installed some minutes be-
fore the moon breaks forth from her
cloud. When at length she docs
emerge, it is only By a strong effort
that 4 keep quiet; for there in the
i open patch OF moonlight stands Jack;
i his face, ghSs.lg pale in the strong
i light, is turned full upon the bushes
which conceal us, while his dark eyes
seem liteTallyto burn into the black.
4 ness.
4 Lucy Luey!n he calls, in lo's
agonized voice. 'Lucy- my love-
am here!''
i In. the deep silence which follows,
it seems impossible that Jack should
! not detect the loud beating of my heart
lit thumps like sledge-hammer.
feel too that Robin has hard work 10
keep Nell from baying out soyfu
welcome TO her master.
For some minutes Jack keeps his
eyes fixed upon our ambush; then be
turns his head with a deep draw
sigh, and begins slowly to walk III
and down the moonlit path.
Il mus have been mistaken, he
murmurs aloud; land yet | though
| heard the rustic of her raiInent. .
Up and down-up and down like
| some caped animal he rOans 1t seem!