The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-12-14

his eyes turned darkiy upon Gerald.
"Eef Get had-a been one earnest fight
The different result was vaguely indi-
Gated by hard clinch Of fists and
vicious crunch of teeth.
1t was beyond n doubt that Ravelh
could not bear to be belittled to Mary
but she and Gerald were alike inatten-
tive to his exhibition Of wrath
No prisoner was ever more exultant
TO escape, Heath went on. than was
to yet oft OF that dark. noisoIae hole into
clear Sunlight. ran TO this very spot.
aad-well. the landscape was on view,
just as it is now. 1t was like getting
from gloom out into glory.
The young man s exuberant words were
not spoken with much enthusiasm, and
yet they had sufficient earnestness TO
prove their sincerity. He haa stopped
whiting. and his knife lay Oh Che desk
as he turned his back against the sapling
and rested both elbows on it.
so I've been writing to the president
Of the company, urging him to defect the
route trife so that passengers might
come out Of the tunnel to seea landscape
worth thousand miles Of special travel.
and to be had By going less than as many
feet. This is the very latest day for
changing the survey. To-morrow will
be too late That is why I'm telegraph
ing SO urgently"
Click. click. click Mary went to the
/ telegraphic instrument She delivered
the message by word Of mouth, instead
/ Of taking it down in the usual manner
/ with pen.
Gerald Heath, Overlook" she trans
lated from the metallic language of the
instrument; "your idea is foolish. We
cannot entertain it Henry Deckerman,
I president
Gerald looked like man receiving q
jury's verdict involving great pecuniary
loss, if not one of personal condemnation,
as he listened to the telegram
Eat ees whata | theenk," remarked
Ravelli, with insolent elation; lyon
ar-r-e one-a fool, as 70 president he say"
Gersld was already angered by the
dispatch. The haunting epithet was
timed to excite him to fury, which he
impulsively spent upon the more imme-
! date provoker. He seized Ravelli by
the throat, but without choking him.
and almost instantly let him 20, as
though ashamed of having assailed a
man of not much more than half his own
strength and nearly twice his age. With
Italian quiclness Ravelli grabbed Ger
AIDS knife from the desk, against which
he was flung. He would have used it,
too, If self-defense had been necessary.
but he saw that he was not to be further
I molested, and so he concealed the weapon
under his arm. while Gerald strobe
away, unaware of his escape from stab.
He is a one beeg bully" said Rayeli,
with forced composure. "Eef a lady
had-a not been here
You tormented him. > the girl inter
rupted II once saw the best natured
mastiff in the world lose his temper and
turn on a. She stopped before say
ing eur" and added instead: IF he was
foolish you were not very wise to tease
him.
He is-a what to You. Eat you take-a
bees part?"
She bit her lips in resentment. but
made no reply
'Pare-haps he is one-a lover oof your
Still she would not reply to his imper-
thence. That angered him more than
the severest rejoinder would have done.
oh. | am sure-a Eat he ees one sutton
She gave way at length to his provoca-
! ton, and yet without any violent words.
for she simply said: You are insulting,
while he is at least reasonably polite
when he needs me at all. which isn't
/ often"
'Not-a often? But somewhat closely
he media you See Eat.
With an open palm he struck the place
on the sapling where Gerald had whit
tied The spot was on the outer edge,
where Mary could not see it from her
seat. She went round to the front Of
the prilnitiyely constructed desk or high
counter to crafty her curiosity. There
she saw that Gerald had carved hand,
her own hand, as she Instantly perceived.
The small and shapely member was re-
produced in the fresh pale wood with
rare fidelity. She had unconsciously
posed it while working the key of the
telegraphic instrument under the jack
knife sculptor's eyes. and there had been
ample time for him to white fac-simile
into the birch.
He is almost as impairment as you
are" she said. and turned to see how
Ravelli took the comment.
But Rayelli had disappeared.
Then. being alone. she laid a hand of
her own coquettishly alongside its wood
en- counterpart, and critically admired
the likeness
at was an unwarranted liberty she
said to herself, ..but he did it very well.
The delicate fiber of the wood had
favored the carver's purpose. The imi
tation hand bore shade Of hattery in
the barely tinted birchen white and ia
the fine grained satin sinoothness that
the keen blade had wrought. but this
was not too much for more than rea-
sonable compliment. As to the model
ing, that was sincerely accurate. and
the fingers rested on the key precisely as
Mary had seen them during many hours
of many days 1t is an excessively vain
/ girl who admires herself as actually as
she does portrait. and the telegrapher
Z really saw more beauty in the birchen
hand than she had ever observed IN the
live one. AS she contemplated it Ra
4 v.ll; ratx.rna1 nnisalesslv behind her