The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1893-02-19

stood in morning gown, and her hanos
muffled in the same, Is if to hold me at
distance. Yet could not but think there
was kindness in the eye with which she
saw me.
my best respects to you. Mistress
Grant, said I. bowling.
1.-THE like to yourself, Mr.. David. she
replied, with . deep courtesy. "And beg
to remind you of an old musty saw, that
Meat and mass never hindered man.
The mass I cannot afford you. for We are
all good Protestants. but the meat press
on your attention. And would not won
der but what could find something for
your private ear that would be worth the
Mistress Grant," said I, 81 believe that
am already your debtor for some merry
words-and think they were kind. too
on piece of unsigned paper"
"Unagned paper" says she, and made
droil face. which was likewise wondrous
beautiful. as of one trying to remember:
"Or else 1 am the more deceived"
went on. "But to be sure We shall have
the time to speak of these, since your
your inmate; and the general begs you at
this time only for the favor of his liberty,
You give yourself hard names" said
she.
..Mr. Doig and 1 would be blythe to
take harder at your clever pen. says l..
erection of all men-folk," she replied.I
.sBut if you will not eat. Oft with you at
once: YOU will be back the sooner. for yOu
go on a FOOLS errand. Off with you. Mr..
David" she continued, opening the door.
He has lowpen on his bonny gray,
He rade the RIGHT gate anu the ready:
Itrow he would neither stint nor stay,
Far he was seeking his b0nny Teddy.
did not want to be twice hidden, and
did Justice to Miss Grants citation on the
way to Dean.
Old Lady Allardyce walked there alone
in the garden. in her hat and mulch. and
having q sllver-mounted staff of some
black wood to lean upon. As alighted
from my horse, and drew near to her with
congees. I could see the blood come in her
face. and her head fling into the air
like what had conceived of expresses.
What brings you to my poor doOr?"
she cried. speaking high through her nose.
are dead and buried: have neither son
nor husband to stand in the gate for me;
any beggar can pluck me by the bairds-
@Beard.
and baird there is, and that's the worst
of it yet u she added. partly to herself.
L was extremely put out at this recep-
ton, and the last remark, which seemed
like daft ife's. left me near hand speech
less.
Il see have fallen under your displeas-
ure, ma am" said /. 'Yet l will still be
so bold IS to ask after Mistress Drum
mond."
She considered me with a burning eve,
her lips pressed close together into twenty
creases, her hand shaking on her staff.
This cows ali" she cried. Eye come to
me to spier for her? Would God knew!"
.'She is not here?" l cried.
She threw up her chin and made a step
and cry at me, so that fell back incon-
tinent.
"Out upon your leeing throat" she
cried. WHAT ye leave the mouse to-
gether, ken ye. at ill words; the jaud's
game. The last hear of her she's in lyle
like her father; and ye come and spier at
me! She's in lyle. whaur ye took her to
that's all there is to it. And of a the
things ever l beheld in breeks to think it
should be you! Ye thinner scoun'rel, if I
had a male left to my name l would have
your jacket dustit till ye raired."
I thought it not good to delay longer in
that place, because l had remarked her
passion to be rising. As I turned to the
horse post she even followed me, and I
make no shame to confess that rode
away with the one stirrup on and scram-
bling for the other.
ITO be C0ntinued.)