Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-06-13

on, .cS, SIR Il utl l hiloW- tlidt IL
IL think there is some one in the
house." Dolly managed To siamrer, a.
last lo~osening her tongue.
"Ies. | see; ii is quite likely that
there is some one in the house. | called
to see Mr.. Haviland--Mr. Harry Hav-
land" lac returned, with an amused
smile, not appearing to interpret her
her words or actionG.
You do not understand me, sir"
not paying a bit of attention to his
latter remark.
Understand your he echoed;
"Your words were quite lucid enough
for me to comprehend them." regard
ing her with a strange look, and no
doubt the thought entered his brain
hat he was in V with a mild
species Of lunatic.
But ! am all alone in the house"
she insisted, with pathetic e~ntreaty,
land ! have reason 20 believe there are
burglars
At that instant there was a tremen-
dous noise in the upper part of the
dwelling accompanied by the report of
a pistol, which resounded throughout
the house with omlnous d~isiinctness.
With a cry of distress Dolly flung
back the door and would have been
out in the open air had not the strong
arm of the handsome stranger detained
her, as he pushed his way in, saying.
in a quiet, even tone:
BE calm, miss: you have nothing
to fear. shall investigate"
So. suiting the action to his words,
he proceeded 10 mount the stairs, but
a hand on his arm stopped him,
please don't, sir" the young girl
pleaded. They viii hurt you, shoot
you-kill you, perhaps
Have M fear as regardsmy safety;
lam quite able tptake care of myself"
he assuredly replied.
Il beg of you, sir, not To risk your
life in this manner Go 10 the police
station and get an officer"
The last was delivered with such
pleading pathns that the young fellow
was half inclined TO follow her wishes,
but a second pistol shot at that mo.
ment quickly defined his purpose in
the negative.
Turning from Dolly he fastened up
the stairs To the portion of the house
from whence came the shot.
Dolly hastily followed him, and as
she made the top landing in the third
story and looked down the hall, she
saw her opportune caller halt before
the door of her brother Dicks room,
from which strange sounds proceeded.
She had taken but "A few steps when
the stranger flung open the door and
rushed into the apartment.
simultaneously there came from
within the most horrible cries,
screams, then another pistol shot. fol-
lowed by the sound of breaking glass
and what appeared Il slight scufiic.
Dollys'ssnses then deserted her, and
with a shrill scream she tainted away.
After a few moments she threw off
l.er Inconsistencies To find herself re-
Ginning upon a couch in the sitting
room. and her ears were greeted with
a coupe Of the hes rtiest laughs imag.
Unable.
CHANGING up TO the faces of those
above her she recognized her brother
Harry and her handsome acquaint.
ance of a few moments before.
Both were looking down at her with
amused ~countenances, and Dolly at
on,e OWNED that something unusual
had occurred.
Rising 10 a sitting posture, she re-
garded them with a strange mixture
Of wonder and perplexity, a confused
look creeping into her eyes.
CHANGING up into her brothers face,
she said, rather petulantly:
What is the meaning of all this,
Harrsi When did you Gomez | do
believe this is some trick to place me
in this undignifed position, TO say the
least of it,"and her sweet red lips as.
sumed a decided pout of disapproval.
STOPPING down, Harry Haviland
lovingly kissed the pout from his sis.
ter's lips, and said in a composed voice:
''No, my dear Dolly, l assure you it
is entirely inconsistent with my ma.
ture to indulge in such pranks. You
shall see in a moment. Meanwhile Do
rothy, allow me to acquaint you with
Mr.. Ralph Everleigh."
And Ralph Everleigh, the most
timely caller, bowed and quietly took
the waxen little hand extended to him
SO shyly, while its owner could only
stammer and blush and hang her head
in confusion.
This handsome fellow, with such
curling locks Of glossy black hair, a
well trained mustache of the same
hue, and big black orbs to augment
the classic contour Of the noble look.
ing face-he Ralph Everleigh-he Of
whom her brother had so often fondly
spoken.
Dolly could scarcely credit it, and
the belief at once formed itself in her
mind that the eulogies Of Harry when
speaking of Ralph Everleigh we're not
in the least exaggerated-on the con