Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1893-06-24

incredulously. In the parlor below o
tall figure rose to meet her.
Look here, Milly," the man sail.
decisively, i've come to take you back
with me tonight. You might as well
marry me now as at any time. You'll
only waste time fooling around here.
Milly regarded the speaker hopeless.
ly. 1t was as though the walls of les
tiny were closing in upon her.
Il can't, john" she protested. Il
| never promised. and you h.vo no
license"
But there is no need of license
here. he returned, ignoring the othe,
clause of the girls objection. There's
on old friend of mine. Methodist
minister, only block away. who's ali
ready. Why, Milly, it's the easiest
thing in the world If you only make up
your mind to it. Well get supper a.
the Metropolis, and take the next train
back to Boston. must be at the office
tomorrow.
NIellicent shook her head.
Il can't decide all at once, John, {"
she entreated. Il must have time to
think"
She glanced at the black marble
clock on the mantel Half past 4. In
half an hour her future would be do
cided for her. 1t was almost relief
to shift the responsibility from her
own shoulders.
The man consented grudgingly.
Remember" he said, gravely. watch.
ing her brown, piquant profile out
lined against the white window cur
tain, remember, if you marry me you
must give up all these notions about
acting. l won't have my wife set up
for everybody to stare at. His words
were harsh, but his eyes were affeo-
tionate.
Mellicent nodded. Il understand"
she returned; IF I give up now, it will
be for always"
Are you ready?"
III put on my hat, she answered.
I'VE might as we'll go now and have it
over"
Il couldn't help myself" she
thought wearily, as she followed him
into the street. They wouldn't give
me chance there was no way but
this
When she returned there was a plain
gold ring upon her left hand. Melli-
cent eyed it incredulously all the time
! she was packing her trunk. The no.
tice book. the character photographs,
the list of agencies, and the letter OF
introduction she laid in the waste
basket. As she crossed to the door
her dress brushed yellow envelope
from the table.
Dear Miss Dwight: I missed Boyle
at luncheon, but waylaid him at the
hotel this afternoon and extracted his
promise to give you trial. Will let
you know about rehearsals later
Lucky, wasn't it, that the chance came
before you left New York? Sincerely,
EDWARD ROBBINS" "
At the foot of the stairs John Wal.
ker drew his wife's arm affectionately
through his own. What's the matter,
Mellicent?" he said, gravely, you look
as though you'd seen ghost"
Only the ghost of a comedy actress
that never was to be-" said NIellicent,
steadily. You must be hungry, John.
Will there be time to have a steak
cooked for our supper?"- Margaret
Dodge, in Kate Fields Washington.
The Train Was stopped in Time to Avert
Disaster.
He had just boarded Fourth street
car when his face turned ashen gray
anil. with choking sound in his throat
he clutchel at his inside pocket, leapei
from the platform to the street with IL
cry of Stop that train Stop that
train T. and darted down Central ave.
nue. like maniac, overturning ban
ana stand, knocking down small news.
boy and eluding the clutch of vigilans
policeman who pursued him on run
with roar of Stop, thief, stop!" say,
the Cincinnati Commercial Gazette.
Stop that train r. he yelled to the
elevator boy as he sprung through the
entrance of the Grand Central, trippe,
over the rubber mat and rolled head
long into the waiting-room.
Stop that train, for heavens sake !"
he screamed, as he jumped down the
stairs in mad leaps, crushed woman's
bonnet box and knocked the breath ont
of Cleveland travelling man in his
furious flight.
will no one stop that train 2" he
walled, as he fought with the tutnstils
tender at the gate, and, at last, hurting
him back against the grating, plungei
through the gate and ran down the
shed on the wings of the wind, waving
q parcel over his head in despairing
appeal to the brakeman on the rear
platform of the fast disappearing Now
York vestibule limited.
Stop that train, for the sake OF al
that's holy r. he howled, as he butte,
truckman in the stomach and upset
/, tram of fifteen Saratogas. stop that
train !" shouted the trainmen in tho
shed. Stop that train r whoope tho
passengers from the windows Of the
other cars along the way. Stop that
train T. shrieked the dishevelled rni
terror stricken man, pallid with fear
Stop that train r
With grinding of wheels far out III
the yards and snort of steam the en-,
gine stopped the conductor leaped to
tho ground and ran back, pale with
anxiety, to the spot; the porter climbed
half way out of the window with start.
ling eyes; and the breathless man,
darting up to the car, hung gaspingly
to the rail as he handed to the brake
man package, and choked:
please hand them to Mary-they'r re
! her c,lrlin' irons-she would a. skinned