News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1891-01-08

might be tramps, sitting about on
logs and stones, and evidently hold
ing an animated conversation.
To run away would be dangerous;
but Drusilla felt that if she could get
behind a great rock, before they
turned their heads, she might pass
them without being seen.
The rock was gained, but, alas
there was no egress. Wild and
thorny underground blocked the
way. All that she could now do was
to hide herself until their departure
Trembling, she crouched down, hold
ing her breath lest il should betray
her presence, and listened.
The first words seem to prove to
her that they were not tramps, for
one OF them spoke of the Morgan
Mills as place at which they worked
together, and such words as 1.-THE
boss" the foreman" " s. the machin-
cry, caught herears befurean angry
oath startled her, and a rough voice
cried
"Kill him, and he won't bring no
more of his machinery down here to
take the bread out of our mouths"
He says it will give us more
work" said another, in milder tones
"He don't seem to mean harm"
Don't be a fool" said the first.
They'd talk you down in a week
That machinery means so many men
out of employment. Wen smash it
every time"
Yes, yes; but it's the KILN I'm
against" said the other.
Whats one mans lie to the star
walton of fifty?' said the first. Its
this young Martin Morgan who
works these things in. The old man
would keep on as they have been do
ing, and not bother. / say, kill him.
There are men alive yet who are not
| afraid of blood. I'm one. Well, nine
tonight, then. Nine. Only Martin
Morgan and old Doddles will be there
by that time, and Grape on our faces,
boys, mind that"
A general murmur of "We'll be on
hand" followed, and the smell of |
liquOrcame across the rock as if some |
one had produced a bottle. Then |
the men departed one by one, as
though they had resolved not to be |
seen in each others company; and |
Drusilla began to wonder what she |
could do to save Martin Morgan's |
life. She must not permit murder to /
be done. The men might be right |
about the machinery, for all she |
knew. But that was no reason for
killing any one.
81 must go to Morgan's Mills, if l |
can get there" she said to herself; |
"and that at once"
Meanwhile she hastened to leave |
the woods, and coming to a laborer's |
cottage, asked a woman who sat list |
lessly on the doorstep, holding her
baby on her knee, the way thither.
"Them red brick buildings yonder," |
said the woman "Them is Morgan's |
Mills. But if you want work, l guess
you'll waste your time goin' up. My
man says they'll be turnin' off and
not takin' on soon, on account of
some machines you'd think was alive,
they are SO curious. 1t don't inter
| fere with my mans work, but it will
throw my boys out, and | guess all
the girls
That's pity said Drusilla.
Yes, we think so, you may bet a |
dollar" said the woman.
Drusilla thanked her, and kept on
her way. 1t was a long walk and a
lonely walk, and the sun was setting
when she reached the mill-yard. The
wOrk-peOple were gone, and an old
man was fastening up the doors.
May see Mr.. Martin Morsan?"
asked Drusilla.
mot at this hour" said the man.
YOU'D orter hev better sense than
to think it"
81 must see him." said Drusilla.
"He amt seein' folks after seven
O'clock" said the old man. "YOu
kin come back tomorrow"
Tomorrow will be too latel'
cried Drusilla She lifted her voice a
little in her alarm.
What is that, Doddles?" cried q
gay voice from within the building
"A woman as viii see ye," replied
Doddles, Though / keep on a-tellin'
her it's impossible"
"Never impossible to oblige the la
dies, cried the voice.
Some one came quickly across the
resounding floor, and stepped out
into the bare yard now lit by the last
fPu rays Ol SuUSPU.
"Ahp' he said, with an air of sur
prise. And taking off his hat, added:
You want to see me, madam"
"Alone, said Drusilla. alone, if
you please"
She had recognized the young gen
tleman who had assisted her to re-
capture her hat, but that was a
minor natter now. / took few words
to tell the story, and the young
mans action was prompt. There
was q police-call in the office, and he
touched it.
"We shall be prepared now," he
said. And will not be hard with
the men. 1t is only that they do not
understand. But how shall | thank
you?"
q only did my duty. feel myself
very fortunate to have been able to
do so" she answered.
"And you have taken such a Jour
ney," Mr.. Morgan said. "Doddles
shall drive you back home. | cannot
leave the mills now, as you may inn
agine, or l would go myself, but my
gig is here"
III a ItN IlOllltlIlS llOIe ut lldu |
handed her into a little vehicle,
shaken hands warmly, and stood
looking after her as she was driven
away.
1.-The sweetest girl l ever met" he
said, land the very prettiest. won
der who she isl'
Whittier did you take her, Dod-
dies ?" he asked on that atfunctionary's
return.
"To the Scots mansion" said
Doddles. "She's bit of a seamster,
the cook told me-"
Martin Morganp' the Misses
Scott cried out when they heard
Drusila's tale "Our rcousin Martin!
To think that you have saved his
life, you dear thing" and they all
kissed her.
You must stay to the wedding"
said Mrs. Scott as she paid Drusilla,
"and make yourself this lilac silk to
wear. But for you, poor Martin
might be lying in his grave, and he is
my favorite nephew"
And so it came to pass that Dru-
silla stayed, and that Martin Nor
gan himself took her into supper, and
that when the girls were away on
their wedding-journeys, Mrs. Scott
would keep Drusilla on one pretext
and another, until Christmas came,
and then all returned, and there was
n great party, and old Mr.. Scott