The Red Cloud chief., 1889-02-15
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OyeA.
Der long lashss dropped, covering hes
gray orba. She bit her LIP In some oonfu
sion. His full meaning dsWned % hes
brain, and sho did feel mnoyea, md Ger
tainly would hsve been o6endedtsd not Oh
owed % much 70 the youth before her.
"Never mind, Miss Peoroy," and hia
merry laugh rang out pleasantly. II did
not mean 70 give oaensaA I q that thia
fellow ID stirring. Shall I bind him and
turn him over to tie authorities for punish
ment, or Do you prefer to overlook his
nscslityi"
Grace regarded the fallen tramp with
little tremor Of disgust and fear.
"I-Ith think ] will not punish him further.
II he recovers he will not forget tho blow,
and"
"Of course. We viii leave him 70 the
fortunes Of an outraged conscience, " inter
rupted Fingal, lightly.
Are you sure tbst he = nos MORALLY
injuredl" questioned The tender-heartet
Grace.
am sure Of il. Even il he VA NOR
tally hurt who would weep for him."
"He had Q mother once" Wa Grace's
soft answer.
$50 had We nj, - sighed Fngal, his ligh,
mood vanishing suddenly. "But there's n
danger of hsrming such Q fellow IS THU
with An ordinary thump; their heads Sr<
thick.
he bent down and made . brief exami
nation.
mo harm done" HI said 1t length, com
ing to his feet. Il believe ! will ACCOMPANY
you home. There's one resident st Lone
Hollow whom ! wish to See"
"A friendi'
mo; an enemy"
Il can not conceive Of such . thing" de
clarcd Grace. Il am sure al the inmates o.
nv home are good people"
Perhaps you don't know Lurs Joyce ..
well As I do"
'Lura JoyceT
The girl uttered the words in evident sur
PRISE.
You have met Miss Joyce, have yo,
not,"
Never. We have been expecting her n
Lone Hollow, however. She is my cousin,
suppose"
"And she has not arrived then!" uttered
Fingal. in . disappointed tone. ~ N
sorry, for ! have . bone to pick with thai
young lady. Perhaps ! had best not so Il
The house"
but grandfather would be pleased to ses
yUu," urged Grace, who was really quite pre-
possessed in the young mans favor, in spite
II the fact that be wore long hair and wa.
very plain spoken.
After q little reflection Fingal continued
in Grace's company, and b two in o ittl'
time came in sight OF q rambling stone
dwelling built upon an elevation that Occu
pied the exact center Of q vast basin, whose
sides were covered with trees and bushes
CHAPTER II.
AT LONE HOLLOW.
Ar We have SAID, q rambling stone man
sion loomcd up on the summit OF q mound
that occupied the center OF an immense
basin or hollow.
The elevated and was not raised as higi
as the surrounding country; on the con
trary, the hills about the basin were fully
UP TO q line with the highest point Of thu
roof on the dwelling in the hollow. 1t Wa.
fully a mile from the spot where thcg CIR
and young man stood to the farther side o.
the sink beyond the dwelling.
The country presented o wcirdly wild ap
pcarance, not q human habitation being Wis
iblcs save the stone house in the hollow.
Awagon road wound its way down the
side of the hill and passed up the elevation
past the front OF the old house, losing Itself
beyond, but again appearing on the further
rise, cutting squarely through the low, YET
dense growth Of trees on its summit II
would seem that Grace Penroy had wan
dered some distance from the home roof or
this quiet, cloudless summer day. 1t was
nothing new for her, however.
That is Lone Hollow" uttered Fingal,
musingly. 1t is well named, that is Ger
tain"
Yes, I think So" return cd Grace. The
house is old. having been built by my ma
tcrnal grandfather
.Haye YOU lived here all your Lfcr
Indeed, no. We have been here scarce
IL more than u year"
We"
Mother, grandfather and -
And your fatherf
lis dead" she answered, mournfully
1t was an accident. A vicious horse Huns
him, and neighbors found him by the road
side dead-that was two years ago"
"Yes. Where were you living theEf"
The young man seemed extremely curl
| Gus, but Grace felt no oHense. 1t had beer
= long time since she had met one Of he
" age with whom b could talk, and 9,
she INDUCED herself freely on the presen
! occasion.
We were living not far from Detroit
fathers business wa in that city"
Indeed! Do you like this lonesom'
placer
" At first I did not"
sec. You have become accustomed u
the solemn old place"
"Yes. in . measure"
do YOU often wander so far from hom'
a. to-day! II seems 10 me not wholly saN
for YOU to do co." persistcd Fingal.
MOT often. I am, however. privileges
! to do ~ I please. Icxpect when my cousi'
, comes. l shall take immense pleasure il
visiting all the noted scenes and wild place
J in the neighborhood," declared Grace, witt
no little enthusiasm.
You tell me you have never seen you
cousin. Certainly you do not know tina
you will like her."
NO, but then ! mean to. II c~crtainl
will be her fault il l do not" declare
! Grace. enphatically.
81 believe * myself" be returned. smil
ing into the pretty. flushed face Of his beau
tiful companion. There are noted spots il
thus vicinity, You tell met
MANY. Just . mile 70 the west 10 Hang
man's Gulch, where tits said a OF the frs
s~ettlers Wa lynchcd for murder. Then
have heard thas NOT far from this hollow q
Q CONF where 1t one time old Lille Dot,
secreted himself sevcral days from his pur
sucrs. You see, Nc live in . romantic n
gicn"
81 should say %" agreed FinSal- "Yo
ought to Be- . poet. OF IN artist. Ms
Penroy. then you might immortah.c "a
country roundabout"
They walked on then, descending the hill
following the wagon roed along up the mex
in~i,ne n shN fFo0t door of the old mansioz