The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1889-03-13

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ders. His upper lip was adorned with o
black mustache. His dress was plain, yet
OF fine cloth, and his rather small feet were
sncased In heavy shoes.
One Of his hands had blood-stain across
twbere 1t had been scratched by o twig.
"Miss Penroy, believe" said the young
man, lifting his gray cap with smile that
revealed rows Of even white teeth.
"Yes. sir" she answered, opening her
honest gray eyes wide with astonishment.
"You are stranger to me-" she con-
cluded, after moment.
81 suppose so. But few people in and
about Stonefield, or Lone Hollow, know
LOUIS Fingal; even you never heard the
name venture TO say"
81 never did until this moment,n ad-
mitted Grace, blushing prettily under his
earnest gaze.
"You may learn more Of me in the
future" he said, leaning thoughtfully on
his handsome rife.
II hope 80. lowe you much. viii you
not come to the housei Grandfather will
be pleased to see one who has befrended
his pet grandchild. II all seems strange to
me. You were up in tree. do not fully
understand II even now"
She shuddered and clung more tightly to
the sapling for support, while her honest
gray eyes regarded his handsome face
questioningly
~ was In the woods cunning, looking for
deer. l know that old hunters some
tunes watch deer-trail from an ele-
waited perch-my brother always did, and
he was one OF the most successful Nimrods
in the West"
sand were you perched up there watch
ing for deer" questioned innocent Grace
THAT'S about the truth Of it," he ad-
mitted.
But there hasn't been deer in these
woods in years." and she laughed for the
first time.
II must begleave to differ with you there,
Miss Penroy."
"But l know" affirmed the girl "I
have lived Ut Lone Hollow for years and
years ="
"And never saw deerp
"Never"
"Yet have been here but one day, and
have seen as pretty one as could wish to
look on. sat entranced watching the
beautiful creature, consequently forgot all
about my rifle"
There was quizzical smile on his face,
while mischievous CLINT sparkled in his
eyes.
Her long lashes dropped, covering her
gray orbs. She bit her lip in some confu'
sion. His full meaning dawned on her
brain, and she did feel annoyed, and Ger.
tainly would have been offended had not she
owed so much TO the youth before her.
"Ncvcr mind, Miss Penroy," and his
merry laugh rang out pleasantly. 81 did
not mean TO give offense, / see that this
fellow is stirring. Shall bind him and
! turn him over TO TO authorities for punish
mcnt, or do you prefer TO overlook his
rascalityi'
Grace regarded the fallen tramp with a
little tremor Of disgust and fear.
al Think will not punish him further.
II he RECEIVERS he will not forget the blow,
and"
"Cf course. We will leave him to the
tortures Of an outraged conscience" inter.
rupted Fingal, lightly.
"Are you sure that he is not mortAlly
injuredi" questioned the tender-hearted
Grace.
"Iam sure Of 1t. Even II he was NOR.
tally hurt who would weep for hint"
"He had o mother once" was Grace'S
soft answer.
$50 had we all, !" sighed Fingal, his light
mood vanishing suddenly. "But there's nc
danger OF harming such fellow as this
with an ordinary thump; their heads are
thick.
He bent down and made brief exami.
| nation.
"No harm done" he said at length, com
ing TO his feet ~ believe / will accompany
you home. There's one resident at Lone
Hollow whom wish 10 see"
! "a friendp
"No; an enemy"
II can not conceive Of such thing" do.
clared Grace ~ am sure all the inmates Of
my home arc good people"
perhaps you don't know Lura Joyce as
well as do"
"Lura Joycer
The girl uttered tho words in evident sur
prise.
"You have met Miss Joyce, have yOu
notf"
"Ncver. We have been expecting her ai
Lone Hollow, however. She is my cousin,
suppose"
"And she has not arrived thenl" uttered
Fingal, in q disappointed tone. az an
sorry, for have bone TO pick with tha
young lady. Perhaps l had best not 90 v
tho house"
"But grandfather would be pleased To SCI
you, urged Grace, whowas really quite pre-
possessed in the young mans favor, in spit
Of the fact that he wore long hair and wa
very plain spoken.
After little reflection Fingal continued
in Grace's company, and tho two in littl,
time came in sight OF rambling ston,
dwelling built upon an elevation that occu
pied the exact center Of o vast basin, who's,
sides were covered with trees and bushes