The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1893-08-30

course DO ;siaasl Ts;;ss.5 IL l1aKa the
decla1ation ut this time. But L must
speak when cz.n. Oh, Frances,
shall we not cid this old, miserable,
foolish feudss
He caught her littlc hand. II
tremblel III his own like a scared
dove. She turned her tender eyes
to his anxious gaze. He saw tears
on the fIinges cf l,cr ills. He had
won.
God bless you, little sweethearti' y
he exclaimed. lifting her hand to his
burning lips.
Then the hunor of the whole mat
ter broke upon them, and they
laughed aloud III their great halipi-
ness.
Their laughter, however, was
short lived for looking NJ, they saw
old man Blaailecrsllip coming toward
them with furious strides
'Oh, heavo-ls:1 exclaimed Frances,
turning With frightened, appealing
eyes to William. s.t!lcrc comes papa
Oh, William. what viii you dor Oh,
my God =
The young man smiled confidently
and said.
Now, darling. trust mo, Viii y-otts
Say You will, Before heaven.
swear that neither nor your father
shall be harmed. I'm only afraid on
your account, and if you will trust
me now you shall hnvc no reason for
fear, swear it Nothing tlatI shall
do now must alarm YOU Trust me,
darling.
The old chap came charging ON.
Before lie got within 10 yards they
could hear his agit2ted breathing. :.
stop now, darling, and remember
what I've told your quietly spoke
William Miller.
A few seconds later the old fellow,
with eyes glittering like new dirk
knives, confronted them. ffe was
pale as death; his lips wero pressed
hard against his teeth.
This is Mr.. Miller, believer
spoke the old fellow in n low, olni-
nous tone.
1T is, sir. and you arc 1dr. Rad''-
ABlankership, sub. You are with
my gal. you ID, lowdown rascal j,
You know with motion toward his
hip pocket, you know wiiat such a
thing meansl"
1T means" returned William,
punching pistol under tho old fell
lows chin. that you are my prison
err
"whatl You are an infernal"-
Deputy United States marshal,
Mr. Blankershipi Keep your hands
down until get these ont" returned
the young man, producing pair of
handouts
Il don't know what you mean, sub |
What authority, suhl Why, iewhilli-
kinsl Why
Never mind, Mr.. Blankership.
Here's my commission, sir. was Sc
lected to capture you because know
the situation and the people here.
My father is just as powerful as you
are, Mr.. Blankership. Yon have de
fed the United States long enough.
Now, you are my prisoner and there's
no need to curse and fret anything
about itp
AT this moment a number of old
Jake AIiller's strikers dashed up on
old mules and horses, armed to the
teeth The old man was now thor
oughly frightened.
Now, Mr.. Blanltcrship, spoke the
young man quietly, you see what
these miserable feuds do for people. ''
"Waal, bygosli y said the old man.
scratching his head and Laughing,
amt thar no way To stop tbis DANCED
feudg"
"oh. yes. Your daughter and 1
had PLAN we We're fixing up when
you came UP and disturbed it" +" re-
turned William, smiling significantly.
WAL. by gol, you an her jist
come up to the house and finish your
plans. The preacher is thar for din
ner. 1t ,.ail all be fixed as soon as he
can shoot of the ceremony"
The old man was released, the
ceremony was performed and the
Miller -Blankership feud put to rest
forever.-New York Dispatch.