The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1893-01-28

other side, Now, at II q. NJ, they found
themselves not far from the point from
which they started.
The morning had been one blaze OF
autumn splendor, and almost all OF
them were tired with their ceaseless
tramp over the broken and Yardure-
covered ground, salome had filled her
basket and can a little time ago. and
she was ready now for setting her face
homeWard at any moment, But some
Of the lasses had been less fortunate
They possessed either larger baskets or
had been unsuccessful in finding fruit.
full bushes, and those who had filled
their vessels were waiting now till the
rest had done 80.
am wait here, Nell" saloms had
said, as she cast herself among the
ferns, "When you are full shout Tor
me-"
"a rect, Salome, ah'll let thee know
when ah've filled my basket"
Nell made haste toward group OF
bushes on the other side OF the little
dell, and salome was left alone,
And delightful picture she made ly.
ing there among the bracken, She had
cast herself down at full length, her
head was pilowed on her joined hands,
she had unified the elk handkerchief
from her slim, rounded throat and her
beautiful face was flushed pink with the
heat and her exertions.
Lying there she appeared like some
strange wood nymph attired in an I'M
familiar ard unclassic garb, but all the
| more interesting perhaps on that &C.
count, and certainly none the less Won
drously lovely.
So thought one young man who
CHANGED to wander that way and cast
his eyes on the maiden engrossed in
her day dreams. The stranger was a
tallish man oil three or four and twenty,
with finely cut face, laughing eyes Of
light brown hue. a heavy moustache Of
straw colour, and full crop Of dark
brown curls, A strlklngly handsome
fellow would be the verdict OF every
woman in respect to him. and few men
would have denied his comellness,
He was we'll dressed in a suit of grey
tweed, although there was not the least
pretence OF flashiness or show about
him, and the fiat hat Of light straw set
carelessly on his head suited him we'll,
At a glance itwould have been impossi-
BILE to discover what was his social
standing. He looked an aristocrat
every inch, but he might DO only gen.
tlemauly, wellbred clerk, or even q
smart commercial traveller
With pleasant smile on his hand
some face he stood on the edge of the
precipitous bank OF soft stone, which
formed one side OF the little dell. his
keen eyes drinking in every detail OF
Salome's remarkable loveliness, and her
half-manly, half.womRnly, and, SO far
as he was concerned, totally strange
attire. And she lay there unconscious
OF his burning gaze, her dark eyes up
turned to the blue skies, across which
feecy clouds were drifting, her rare
face shining among the wavy, luxurient
fern fronds Ikea huge flower.
He coughed lightly. She sprang to
sitting position, and casting her eyes
about saw the strange man, She was
on her feet in o moment and had
grlpped her basket and can as II prepar-
ing to fly, while her face lately pink,
had grown tho color OF poppy.
do not run away" he cried, earn
estly, II wantto speak to YOU"
gIhad no intention OF running, sir"
she answered, gaining courage from the
way in which he spoke. II was start
led, that was all. What do you wantP"
she asked, as she lifted her eyes to his
own and remarked to herself how hand
some he was.
~ took wrong path in the wood and
got lost. When i saw you resting there
| could not help looking at you, you
looked SO exceedingly beautiful"
''If that's all you want me for l may
ss we'll 60, siy she said, trying to look
grave. but the mischievous twinkle in
her dark nrbs betrayed her.
swell, / thought you might forgive
me for asking the road to Thorrell
Moor"
Certainly. Follow the path which
runs along the brookside aud you will
soon come to the high road which runs
to Thorrell Moor"
She turned away again and once
more his voice stopped her.
Don't go yeti beg Of you. should
like to speak further with you. Be-
lieve me l have no desire to be imperti-
nent or TO trespass upon your good
nature"
She paused irroaolute whether to
stay or 60. There was something win
ming both in his manner and words,
and, although sle knew that, according
to all the commonly accepted notions
Of what was inaldenly and becoming
she ought to have gone, she somehow
destSed to stay.
II cannot stay more than q minute"
she replied pleasantly. My Compan-
ions may shout or return for me any
moment"
"Are you what they call a pit-brow
girl, or are you only masquerading as
| one2' XII.
| T''1 am pit brow girl, and | work at
that pit you can 500 through the trees
"May ask you what you are called 2"
"Some call me the White Gypsy;
others call mo Sal aud few call me
salome," she anid with a mischeivous
sparkle in her great eyes.
"Tle White GipsyW he echoed.
"What q singular name. But won't you
tell me your real real name"
" will, on ono condition." Salome
cried. with ripple of uncomfortable
laughter
Name the condition"
"Tell mo your name"
"0h, that's all right" he responded
merrily; my name Is Wilfrld Cunliffe,
and lice in Liverpool. Now let me
have your name and address, please"
"Td rather not, sir"
"Honor bright You promised, you
know. DO not break your word"
"Well, my name Is salome Barring
ham,"
IAN" a you live"