, 1889-05-25
serRo1HsD UNDER DIFFICULTIES.
yering Interruptions That Tired the Soul
of Young Mr.. w-interbottom.

yexing Interruptions That Tired the Soul
of Young Mr.. winterbottom.
The voice of the young man had a tremu-
lous, vibrant quality, and a glow Ike TINT OF
a june sunset spread over bis face as he took
the vacant scat by the side of the young
woman and greeted her joyfuIly.
"This Is an unexpected pleasure, Miss
Beane," he said 81 did not know you were
on the train ! am not presuming too much,
I hope, In rejoicing in the anticipation of a
delightful trip instead of the long, tiresome
Journey of half a day that 1 had resigned
myself to suffer when I came aboard
Certainly not, Mr.. W~interbottom," she
replied, and the observant young man noted
an increasing quickness In the Tutoring
movements of the feathers and lummadid-
dies on the travelling hat of his fair companr
ion not due altogether to the jar of the train.
"Her heart is beating faster" he said to
himself; but even In the rapture that thrilled
his frame and tingled to the end of his fingers
at this discovery he felt he had taken a sneak
Ing advantage of her and learned something
he had nc right as yet to know.
For months Cyrus Winterbottom had car
ried in his heart thei image of the lovely girl
who now sat by his side For months he had
hoped that the time and the opportunity
might come when he-but let us not antici-
pate.
Tho train thundered along over rocky
georges, around tho base Of precipitous cliffs
and down into spacious valleys upon which
the promise of a glorious spring was already
showing itself in a landscape that glowed and
rmiled beneath the ardent rays of tho sun
But the young man needed not the panorama
of surprising lo~veliness that was unfolding
itself on either hand. He had something
better to look at
Mis- Vanilla" he said, with a beating
- - ~
human effort, this may seem an inoppor-
rune moment for the confession / am about
TO make, but 1 am impelled by a feeling / can
10 longer resist. My heart hungers for"-
"TicketsIn
1t was tho conductor who spoke.
shade of annoyance crossed the brow OF
she young man at the interruption He pro-
sluced his ticket, handed it to the official, and
IN a few Moments resumed:
81 was about to say that 1 nave carried In
my breast a burden l can bear no longer. 1t.
"a for you to say whether 1 must suffer a still
heavier one, or whether life shall have q new
meaning for me henceforth. Vanilla Became,
! loven-
"Caramels, peanuts, figs, sumf' inquired
tho train boy.
"Nol" said Cyrus, shortly. 'fHave you ever
telt that the time must como sooner or later,
Vanilla, when"-
"'Life, of Jesse JamesP" suggested the
train boy, returning to the attack; ''maga-
lines, latest railway guide, Robert ls-'n
Il tell you l don't want anythingfn ex-
slammed the exasperated young man. "May
l tell you what Is in my heart, Vanillai l.
No, siri l don't Know what the next station
Is, sir, and l don't careiEI nave looked for
ward to the time, my own Vanilla, when i
could summon the courage to tell you how
inexpressibly dear to me you are, and to ask
you if you will be my wife. WHIP
There was a sudden crash. A broken rail
had thrown the train from the track. The
car rolled down the embankment. At the
first wild lunge of tho coach Vanilla Beane
Ind seized the young man about tho neck
with a convulsive clasp, and though the pas
sengers were cavorting and plunging from
floor to ceiling and ceiling to floor In the caro-
less, unstudied freedom of motion and absence
of all ceremony that may always be observed
In an affair of this kind, she did not lose her
self possession
"Cyrus Winterbottom, N she shrieked into
his ear, with the ~resolute, fearless, let-no-
gu~ilty-man-escape voice of a young woman
attending strictly to business, 'I"-
Bangi
"Wrln-
Thudi
"Be your
Crashl
"Little"-
CrunchI
"WifeIn
BoomI Rattlel Bangi
There, Cyrus, darlingl We've got down
to the bottom as last. Straighten out my
hat, love."-Chicago Tribune.
Erasb St-o-hrr, CL L.