Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1891-06-06

and gave little, low cry OF pleasure
as she read. A glad light came into
her dark eyes and her lips took on
half smile they did not lose as she paced
back and forth waiting for the train.
Farmer Stebbins left his friend on
guard while he went in to see if any in
formation could be gotten from young
Jarter. Coming out in few minutes he
found that little man trying to hug
himself, and fairly whir1ing round and
round on his short, little legs. in Il very
transport of joy that quite amazed him,
but which he thoroughly understood
when Stevenson cautiously showed him
the telegram that had dropped from
the girls pocket
II picked it up all unbel<nown to her,
ye see; ther she is a sitting in the wait
In room, and here It be, and no one the
wiser, hoorah, Ste bbins, eh!' and quite
ort of breath the little man leaned
back against the weather. beaten old
building and famed himself with his
great hat, while his friend and partner
slowly and painfully deciPhered tho
important message:
CHICAGO. Ill, June 90, 'e0-M. D. Greyson,
sfarcia-Good news: Am coming. Be ready to
leave ut once. DICK.
Stevenson was about to explode with
joy, but Farmer Stebbins placed his
great hand over his mouth and kept it
there till he could recover himself
Then he said: "Sce here, Steve, don't
want to be little about this thing; thcro
amt much goes on here to interest tho
boys; oughtn't we take 'em in on this,
jest favored few, we know, eh?"
Mr.. Stevenson being agreed it was
the only honorable course to pursue,
Farmer Stehbins hurried OFF to get tho
boys before the train should come
When the Chicago express finally camo
putting into Bewleyville, quite a crowd
of curious citizens were there to meet
it. AS the train stopped a tall, hand
some, manly young fellow swung him.
self off the platform, glanced around
for some one, and, seeing the girl
standing alone, hurried through the lit
tie group of nodding, whispering pco-
pie. to her, and taking her hands in his,
! bent and kissed the happy face turned
| up to him. lie murmurcd something
in her ear that the crowd did not catch,
and drawing her small gauntlet hand
| through his arm, they hurried Off thor
! oughly unconscious Of being the OBJ
| served of all observers. Down a mar
row, crooked alley Farmer Stebbins
ran, followed by the gasping Mr.. Ste
carry him. The goal was reached
none too soon, for as they hurried in
| the back door of the red sront liv-
cry barn" the unconscious couple hur-
ried in the front. The favored few
| fell in through windows, crawled in
| through cracks and scrambled over
| each other in seeking place of look.
! out
| Il left orders to have my horse ready
at this time" the girl asked, look in z
around at Mr.. Stevenson. "Where is
hep
! But the little man had not recovered
his breath sufficiently after his run tc.
be able to answer, SO he stood nodCng
and gasping.
Get him ready at once" the young
man said.
Farmer Stebbins here stepped for
| ward.
Sir he said. that air horse will
not be gotten ready this day, sir
What do you mean?'
Nothing has happened Chester, has
thcre?' the frightened girl cried.
No, miss; the horse is safe enough.
1t amt that. You know what it IS.
| Miss Lcland?''
He paused to see what effect the
|
seemed not to have heard him and stood
looking with wondering eyes.
"Ics, you know. If 'twcren't that
your pa is such an esteemed friend Of
| mine I wouldn't have took this step,
| but its to save his hcartachc l."
| why. what has papa got to do with
it?'' she broke in.
| Never mind the man, Marcia. he is
| Il crazy-herc man. Greyson said turn
ing to Stevenson, Il give you five min
utcs to hitch that horse up; be quick
about it"
The tone and accompanying look
frightened that little man and he Iaovct,
as il to obey but was detained by Farm
CIR Stcbbins, who would have spoken,
| but that Dick Greyson whirlcd him
around with no gentle hand and de-
,nanded to know what he meant.
| "Eican," the infuriated farmer cried,
''mean, sir: I mean this runaway match
| shall not go on; that's what I mean" "
| Greysou's hand fell to his side and tho
! red front livery barn was nevc,
| filed with such pcals of laughter as
| rung through it then. n deep bass
| laugh from Dick Greyson's strong
throat, a pretty soprano from the girl
! by his side and n round full chorus from
the favored few.
When quiet was finally restored
| young Mrs. Greyson said: $50 you
| thought we were running away to be
married? Why, we did that three years
| ago. Show them the message from
papa, Dick, as proof" Whereupon a
message was handed Farmer Stebbins
! to read. The silence was intense while
| he proceeded to read:
CAsrI.EToS. June o.. 'oo,-R!chard Greyson:
| Dear Son-Irl portaat business. Come 10 Ecw-
| lcyvillc. Marcia will meet you.
| G. Il LELAND.
They wanted to apologize. but young
Mrs. Greyson declared, as they tucked
| the robes in around her and pattcd
| Chester's glossy coat before they started
| for homo that it wns q yerH ,r,attN corn