Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1889-09-07
Aud last night il was

Golden Gate
Goodness me T. exclaimed Joanna.
"who do you take us forf'
You're Mrs. Moline. said the wo
man inditfcrcntly. "And tother ones
Betsy Pierrepont. Now, come on
quick land let's have no moro chin
musicw
Through the rather moldy smell.
ing walls of the old hall tho two
frightened women were dragged up q
dilipidatcd staircase, into two rooms
lighted only By On entry lamp shining
into high transoms over their doors.
A truckle bed and n chair formed the
sole furniture.
Harry sat down, trembling in every
limb as she heard the key crate harsh.
~ in its lock, followed by The depart
ing footsteps Of the red haired female.
"Where am IL" she asked herself.
what is going TO happen TO met oh,
Is this dreadful dream, from which
| shall DO sure 10 awakcl Joanna.
Joanna! where are your"
She ratified at the handle OF the door;
she beat desperately at the mildewed
walls Of her prison; she called aloud,
raising her voice TO its utmost pitch.
At last her. summons proved OF
some use. Quick footsteps glided
along the hall.
"What is in" said n soft voice
through the keyholc. my poor dear,
you are worse tonight Shall | call
DR.. De Rayi"
Presently tho door opened; a pleas.
ant faced old lady came in carrying q
lamp. and followed by a tall. hand
some man.
Harriet sprang % meet them.
Lot me out!" she cried. For
heavens sake, lot mo outl"
Tho old lady stopped in amazcmcnt.
Good gracious mel" cried she. ''it
isn't Betsy Pierrepont at all-it is a
young girl, and a perfect strangeri"
II am Harriet Seldcn." said the
captive. brcathlessly; and Grisly
Grange belongs to my uncle. Squire
Bernard Seldcn. And | was coming
here with my housekeepcr TO get the
place ready for summer boartlers.
MY dear. said the old lady, "thcre
has been some very awkward mistake
here. This is Sanitarium for Elderly
Ladies' Of Weak Mind. We have rent
ed Grisly Hall for one year. with the
privilege Of a ten years lcasc-and we
only moved in yesterday. OF course
there was some unavoidable con.
fusion. and il is evident that my at.
tendants have mistaken you for one
Of the poor ladies who was trying to
get back TO her former home"
"And it's evident" bawled the voice
Of Joanna. from tho adjoining tran.
som. where her face was visible like
one Of the chcrubs Of Raphael, that
thcrc'll be law suit unless we're let
out pretty considerable soon. Unlock
the door. somebody. or thcrcll be
troublc!
So the frightful dream came TO Il
happy ending in the cozy room OF
Mrs. Thatcher!y, tho matron. where
they all had tea. with DIR. De Ray ia
share il with them.
This is not the first complication
we have had" said the doctor, laugh.
ing. IA long haired artist made his
appearance this morning. declaring
that he had rented this place for three
months. So persistent was he that We
were obliged to compromise matters
by abandoning TO him the entire use
OF n curious stone tower. or obscrva.
tory. OH the hill. where he is going 70
set up his studio"
And how are you going 10 com
promise with met" asked Harry,
gravely.
oh" said the doctor. that is quite
another question.
But il was compromised in duo time.
Joanna remained as assistant house
keeper TO Mrs. Thatcher. Harriet
Seldcn countermandcd her order for
furniture. canned provisions and city
boarlers, and returned. somewha,
crestfallen, to Uncle Seldcn and Aun,
Tabitha, without having redeemed III,
family fortunes.
but. after all. calmly remarked
the latter, there's no harm DONE"
I'm not so sure OF that. said Uncle
Selten. Il might be. il il wasn't fol
that handsome asylum doctor coming
so often 10 visit us about repairs and
improvements to Grisly Grange"
And Harry blushed radiantly. and
said:
Don't, uncle!" - Helen Forrest
Graves in Saturday Night.