The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-09-23

Ing on his bod audibIy anathematinno
tho mistress for he roDtisaaneoo-<an1
Miss Leigh nearly succeeded n making
herself believe that the wind n the cor
ridors was keeping her awake.
Next morning 0reyland started 81
alone for Mount Warrington.
Everybody told him to take aguids, and
spoke Of the danger Of going Into those
mountaIn wiids alone, but be laughed 1t
them, He was not going to convert him
self into hero BY getting loet--not he /
He should dine At tho Tip Top House. and
BE- back 10 season for slowed partridge at
the Crawford.
Imogene sat on the piazza, doing some
tribe in green Berlin wool, and heard
every word, OF course IL was nothing to
her any way, but after Mr.. Greyiand dis
appeared In the scrubby evergreens which
cluster around the entrance TO the bride
path, she was conscious Of feeling Of
something lost out Of the brightness OF
the day. But she would not indulge in Il.
She walked down to the Notch and loosed
at the cascade, and tried to discover,
what IL undiscoverable, the likeness Of
the rocks which bear the name Of Ele-
plants Head. TO the caput Of that un-
wieldy animal; then she went back and
had very little sail on the very little
pond at the entrance Of the Notch, and by
that time II was noon.
Clouds began to gather over the sum
init Of Mount Willard. A party who had
assembled early In the morning came down
dTenched; and by-and-by the equestrians
who had gone up Mount Washington just
after Greyland's departure. returned cold
and blue. A hard storm was In progress
on the Mountaing--the mist and fog were
binding land Mr.. Greyland had not been
seen on heard from. Grave approximations
were entertained for his safety among
those who best understand the danger OF
being lost on the mountains, and the gen.
tlemen stood apart in knots, and discuss
ed the matter with serious faces.
The night OF storm and gloom wore
slowly away. and the morning broke cold
and wet. imogene sat by the open win
dow. just ns she had sat all night, listen
ing to. the wild howl of Rudolph, the
beautiful pet hound Of the missing man,
which had been left chained In his mas
tors room.
With the first CLEAN Of dawn party OF
guides and q half-dozen friends OF Grey
lands sailed forth to search for him.
Allday they secured the mountain paths,
only to return at night as they went. No
trace Of him had been discovered.
Another dismal night, and another
misty morning. and again they went
forth on their quest--this time with little
hope OF finding him alive; but as one OF
the guides remarked: TT looked unchris-
tian not to find the body and give It
decent burial"
Imogene heard what the man said, and
for moment her heart stopped. She
knew, now, that In spite OF all the scorn
ak had cd - aa g., 49,
she had never ceased to love him.
And now he was dead
Mol mol she would not admit the
thought He must be livingi God, who
was SO good who loved all his creatures
would surely suffer her to find him, to
ask his pardon for the past, to tell him
that In spite Of everything she loved him
still.
She throw shawl over her shoulders,
and vent to the room he had last occu-
pied. The key was not there, but her own
key fitted the lock. She went In and
released the dog. which sprang into her
arms with cry almost human In It's sor-
row and despair.
She Rugged the wretched animal to her,
for had he not loved and carressed Ru-
doiph!
She said not word to any one, but,
preceded by the dog, she took the path
she had seen Greyland take.
Rough and stony, full Of mud-holes, bar.
red by brushwood and DISTRACTED by gull
lies, she found the way. but she followed
the dog.
All the long forenoon she went on. faint,
almost despairing. and so weary that 1t
seemed at each successive step as II she
must sink down. Rain, and mist. and
fog, were all around her-she could see
scarcely rod in advance, and many q
time she trod the extreme edge Of preci.
pice all unawares. And Rudolph led her
on.
At last they found himl
The glad barking OF the dog q little |
ahead sent joy 10 lmogene's heart. She
leaped forward, and sank down helpless
by the side of Charles Greyland He was |
sheltered by rock, and he was smoking |
a cigar. and altogether seemed quite COM
Portable for man who had been lost two
nights on the mountains.
Imogene would have fallen back on her
pride even now, bpt it was too late. Grey
land had her In his arms, and was kissing |
her cold lips In way that made ell at |
tempts at remonstrance useless.
You did love me after all, darling" he |
cried: land ! thank Heaven for being |
lost, land don't mind the cold and wet and |
hunger bit. Put your arms around my
neck. dear, and tell me that you forgive |
my hateful conduct Of a year ago, and
tell me that you love met"
And she obeyed him meekly enough, |
while Rudolph capered around them, and |
expressed his satisfaction in series Of |
joyful bowls which woke all the mountain |
echoes for miles around.
The party out in search heard the dog, |
and were guided to the spot. and by sun |
down everybody was safely basking In the |
warmth Of the great wood fire in the draw |
ing-roon Of the Crawford.
Two weeks safterward Charles Greyland |
and Imogene were married, and happier |
home than theirs do not think you have |
everseen. Neither do think that more |
self-satisfied looking dog than |
exists.-H. S. in N Y. News.