Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1892-08-26

Three years nave passed, during
which time Maud Castleton has be-
come more beautiful than ever Her
heart is now no longer fancy free for
she loves and is loved. Harry Lisle,
rising young newspaper editor is
the lucky man who has taught Maud
what the meaning of love is. And she
is very happy in the possession of such
manly young fellow and he in turn
says that no man is worthy such
prize; but people who view the matter
dispassionately say that il any man is
worthy such u jewel OF girl it Is
Harry Isle
Maud is no longer frightened at the
mere sight OF bit OF rope, for she
has forgotten almost how the HAND
some face of the young Indian looked;
but she never reads novels about
India especially wherein thugs figure,
but what a strange shudder passes
over her.
1t is bright afternoon In June, and
Maud is seated in the conservatory.
The book which she has been reading
slips from her grasp and falls to the
floor. The air is heavy with the per-
fume of towers the bees are buzzing
in the garden. and n humming bird
poises upon its gossamer wings to sip
the sweet OF a bright blossom.
1t was a delightful time for dream
ing. and ere Maud realizes it she is
away among foreign chimes where the
sky is more gorgeous. the flowers
more gaudy but not so sweet as those
that tsurround her. Something dis
turbssher dreams; her bosom trenbles
as with fear her eyelids witch then
her lips grow white and her fingers
clenoh tightly together. She seems
TO struggle to awake and relieve her.
self of the troublesome object A
strange power seems to bind her fast
to its unpleasant influence. With an
effort she breaks the boads and stares
wide awake at some object upon the
other side OF the latticed conservatory.
Her eyes are fast med upon it as
though held there spell bound. Her
lips grow aslteQ and she tries to
scream. but cannot. Her limbs re-
fuse to RESPOND to her Inner appeals.
for she cannot rise.
Aslender brown bend has parted
the thickly growing leaves and a pair
OF deep brown eyes peer in upon her.
Upon the little finger of the hand
CLEANS pigeon. blood ruby.
Surely this is no dream. There is
the same slender brown hand and
there is not another such a ruby in
the world. Is the old nightmare OF
fears about to visit her again? What
wrong has this fair young girl ever
worked against the young Indian that
he should follow her to her home af-
ter these years to torment her with
his presence?
Tho sound OF footsteps j. heard and
Maud heaves sigh of relief as the
brown hand is withdrawn. In Il mo-
ment Harry is b. her side. She
grasps his two hands and cries hys-
terically:
'Oh, do not leave me alone ever
again"
Il hope not TO- or at least soon, my
dear. Why. what is the matter9 You
are all o. tremble and your face is
like chalk. Has the poor little dear
seen a mouseP
Don't tease please. No matter
what has frightened me-"
by the way | just met Mr.. Smith
as l came in. He came from the gar
den"
.'Mr Smith? / do not know any
Mr.. Smith Harry. Whom. 90 yol
mean?'
"Uh a queer chap who cannot talk
a word OF English "a lie has been in
the city for couple ar weeks; seems
to have plenty Of money and knows
how to spend IT. He goes to the
theatres visits the races and seems
TO be- looking all the time for some
zone. Il guess he is a little wrong
here" said Harry, tapping his FORE
head,
why do you call him Mr.. SmithP'
because no one knows his other
name. He is quite an object to the
fellows down at newspaper row. One
OF the boys-a romancing fellow. Of
course-says that he believes Mr.
Smith is = thug.
Hush! do not speak that loud VI
interrupted Maud as she laid hel
fingers tightly upon Harry's lips and
| glanced anXiousy around.
We'll that boat all"
You have not lived in India You
do not know with what relentless fury
the Indian destroys his foe; you do
not know how like serpent the mar
with dark skin tracks his prey.
do / know Mr.. Smith"
"A scoop by iove! Tell me al
about 1T; it will be a scorcher for my
paper Quick. you know Mr.. Smith
hurry! / am dying to hear"
Not here; the leaves may have
ears. We will go into the hous,
where you shall hear all that / know
about this man you call MIR. Smith.
said Maud. Rising she led the wa,
TO the house where she told Harry he
story. After she had finished sh,
asked
And now don't you think it would
be best not to print it dear?"
You are right shall watch Mr.
Smith. He evidently knows enough
OF the language to understand wha
is said in his presence. 1 think h.