The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1889-08-09

wllrrlng about IN the poor Ear. nt''u,
and had been doing so for the last i've
or six hours. like an Imprisoned blue
bottle in a glass
Jack Jack Jack Davenant-' Was
She never 10 have another definite
thought again?
..By the bye said Mrs. Mariner. a
shc rose from table. Twill you send a
note to Florence Byrne' want her
10 lunch here tomorrow al i.''v-tne
Singlctons are coming
Ethel moved 70 the writing table.
biushing family she remembered
that Mrs Byrnc was Jack Davenants
cousin
..Half-past one. recollect." cried
her mother. a. she rustlcd from the
room.
Ethel listlessly took up her pen. and
pulled sheet Of paper toward her.
II was not stamped with the address.
but she failed TO notice this, and be-
gan at once
MY dear Mrs. Byrnc."
Then he stopped short. and the
buzzing in her brain went on worse
than ever.
The note got written at last. all but
the signature. and then she began 10
wonder dreamily If she should sign
herself Yours. very sincerely or
Yours affectionately.
| Ethel. Ethel cried her mother.
putting her head in at the door. Il
am going out Give me the note for
| Florence: can take il TO the post Y
I Guilty and ashamed. Ethel seized
her pen and wrote hastily. but in a
bold hand:
4 s-Yours very sincerely
4 JACK DAvrSs>r
\ Mrs Byrne neither came 10 lunch
nor answered the Mariners invita-
ton. Mrs. Mariner expressed sur
prise ut this want OF courtesy. and
apologized 70 the Singlctons for hav-
\ ing no one 10 meet them.
Are you sure. Ethel. you told her
the right day? Flo ence i in town. ]
know. and it il 80 unlike her to BE-
rude"
II think il was all right mamma.
Ethel replied. vaguely. and never
gave another thought to the matter.
But on the morning Of the next day.
as she was practicing her singing in
the great holland-shroudcd drawing
room. the door was hung open TO adj
init benign and comedy lady. who
advanced smilingly towards her.
Mrs Byrne.' cried Ethel. in some
surprise. getting Of the music-stcol-
Mrs Byrne established herself com
fortably in deep arm chair. ther
bcckoned the young girl mysteriousl5
with a well-glcved finger: 'Coms
over here. Ethel
" Ethel drew low stool 70 tho other
side and sat down. smiling. but mys'
titled.
Mrs Byrne played little with tn
clasp Of the silver-mounted hand-ba;
which she carried. from which. hay
ing at last succeeded in opening il
she produced a stamped envelope ad
dressed 10 herself.
do you know that handwriting
/ she said. hourishing II before Ethel
astonished eyes
Il; is my own; wrote to ask yo'
. ! to lunch poor Ethel answered
, simply. while the thought flashe'
across her mind that Mrs Byrne ha
probably gone mad
''Rcad il. then" cried the lady
! with an air Of suppressed amusemcn
. ! which lent color TO the notion
Ethel unfoldcd il quickly. then sa
/ transfixcd like one who receives a sud
r den and fatal injury. For before he
: horror-stricken eyes glared thcs
y words. in her own handwriting
4 Yours very sincerely. JACK DAvEs
y Ant"
1 ..What does IL mean?" she cried .
last. in hoarse voice. for It SCENE
G that some iicndIsh magic had been 4
4 work.
4 That's what / want 20 know.
' Mrs. Byrnc answered more gent,
4 III received this note the day befcr
\ Yesterday. There was no address
/. and he handwriting was certainly nc
4 Jacks Nor Is my cousin the lea
= likely to invite me 70 lunch AZ hl
chambers 30 wrote OF 70 him I
|. once, and told him 20 drop in 70 din
/ ncr II he had any thing 70 say 70 me
= Ethel had risen to her feet, and ";
Il standing with little frozen smile 2
i her face. but al this point she broke
n hurricdly;
did you show him Mr. Dayenan
% the letter.
Mrs. Byrnc nodded She was not
!. person Of delicate perceptions, al