Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1892-06-24


My uncle gazed at nc inquiringly.
] think | mu have looked foolish.
al should like to know what you
are looking for, John5"
"Looking for9' exclaimed, Begin
ming to get angry. "You think I'm a
fool, | suppose, but tell you there
was girl here; shc was drowning,
and the dog pulled her out of tie
wator. She was quito inscnsible, aud
| laid her here myself. Now she is
sgoncl'
80 | seo," coolIy replied Uncle
Lcmuel. "Wcll, how did it happen2v
rs &c was in a boat"
"What boat2'
at swamped."
Uncle Lcmuel whistled and put his
hands In his pockets. | began 10 doubt
myself il there had been any reality in
the scene which had so excited Inc.
Had not been dreaming? AT that
moment lIerod shook the water from
bis thick coat all over me.
"Look at the dog" | began.
"What is that he has therc?' inter-
rupted Uncle Lemucl.
Hcrod had lain down with his fore
paws upon some small, white object.
went to cxamlue it. 1t was linen
handkerchief.
"Sec here!' | cried, in cxultaiion.
''IIc is watching her handkerchief
now"
Then looked for name, and found
it caster Grey" Uncle Lomuel be-
gan 10 look convinced as | showed il
10 him. But-hc said;
"Thcre are no Grcys in Riverville
that know Of"
We re.enlercd the chaise and drove
mare slowly homeward. So cndcd the
episode, and SO ended, upon the next
day, my stay at Riveryillc.
| returned to the city and plunged
into hard work, mental activity and
steady application. Before another
spring my energies were rather
drained.
should have forgotten the episode
Mt Rivcrvillc, perhaps, If the girl had
not been so beautiful. A. 1t was. the
face sometimes haunted inc. 1t was
tho kind Of be ,uty that suited me-
fair, noble, and serene in character,
wanted some one TO love, and | was
sorry that | had lost A@ter Groy.
Ono slring evening, after a harass-
ing days work, left my office aud
hailed horse-car to take me up town.
1t was raining heavily.
After | had entered The car found
that had left my umbrella behind
me. My rooms were beyond the cx-
rcmo route of the car, and some ten
minutes walk from the stopping
placc--long enough TO drcnch me to
the skin, as il was coming down then.
Accordingly | made up my mind for
ii ducking, and we proceeded.
Gradually, as we approached the
end of our way, the car was almost
empty. When nobody was left but
myself and small boy at the other
end of the car l cspicd an umbrella
living on the scat beside me.
Is this your umbrella, boy?' said !.
"No, sir" said he.
reached forth my hand, took it,and
Jumped ont at the corner of my street.
| cannot say that had spasm of
conscience in 50 doing. had had too
many umbrellas of my own appropri-
ated, and il was evident that the arIi-
Gle had been forgotten by its owner,
who would never have seen it again
if | had not appropriated it. But
noticed, as | walked along, that it was
a remarkably neat little atf,ir, with
in ornate, handle.
And when | got Ii me found a
plate upon the lundle- aud the plato
was marked caster G.cy, 70 s.
street"
OF course, considered it my plain
duty TO return that umbrella prompt-
ly 10 its owner. The next evening
rang at 10 s. street. l asked TO
sec Miss Grey. She came fair and
gracious.
was cmboldcncd TO claim her for
mcr acqua ntauee. She looked mysti-
fed, as was quite natural, since she
never remembered TO have seen me
before. When | recalled the incident
of her danger at Rivervillo she told
me that when she glanced toward the
shore she was too much frightened at
The peril she was in to Distinguish any
features or appearance. She knew
nothing from the moment the boat
sank beneath her. When she recov-
creI consciousness she was alone on
The bank, with the big dog over her
When she arose to her feet the dog
seemed unwilling to have her go. BY