The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-12-24

quick to perceive.
Very often on looking suddenly at
him she found his eyes fixed wonder
ingly and sympathetically upon her.
She asked him on one occasion what he
was thinking about.
You. Matt" ne answered. PROMPT
ly. Il was trying to imagine, = he con
tinued, seeing her blush and hang her
head. "how you would look in silks
and velvcts; got up, in fact, like a
grand dcmoiselle. What would You
say, TOW, if good fairy were to find
YOU out some day and were to offer to
change YOU from what you are to a fine
young lady would you say ycs?"
Matt reflected for moment, then
she followed her feminine instinct
and nodded her head vigorously.
abby the way, Matt, can YOU
read?"
Print. not writing"
"And write?"
Just Bit
"Who taught YOU? William Jones?-
mo, that he didn't: learned off Tim
Penrenn down village. William Jones.
he can't read and he can't write: no
more can William Jones father
This last piece of information set the
young man thinking so deeply that the
rest of the interview became rather
dull for Matt. When she rose to 90.
however, he came out of his abstrac-
ton, and asked her if she would re-
turn on the following day.
Il don't llnow-praps.' she said.
"Ah," returned the young man. as
Stunning his flippant manner. you find
me tedious company, fear. The fact
is, am generally affected in this man
ner in the present state of the moon.
But come tomorrow, Matt Your
presence does me good"
However. the next day passed and
the next again, and there was no sign
of Matt. lie began to think the child
had taken offense, and that he would
have to seek her in her own home.
when her opportune appearance pre-
vented the journey. He was taking
his breakfast one morning inside the
caravan. when he suddenly became
conscious that Matt was standing out
side watching him.
'Oh. You are there. are you?" he said
coolly. Come in and have some break
fast. Matt
He rose ncgli9cntly, went to the
door, and held forth his hand; Matt
took it, gave one spring, and landed
inside the vehicle
lin, another knife and fork for the
young lady-some more eggs and milk:
in fact, anything you've got.' said
HrinHlcy, as he placed seat for Matt
at the little table.
Tim gave Il grunt of dissatisfaction
This bold colleen" as he called her.
was becoming too much for him. but
he pcrforcc obcyod his masters com
mands. Matt sat down and ate with
an appetite. Brinkley played negli-
gently with his knife, and watched
her.
cit is two days since you were here,
Matt" said he. 81 was seriously
thinking of coming to look for YOU.
Why wouldn't you come bcfore?"
"'Twasn't thatw said Matt. 81
couldn't"
Couldn't? Why?"
"Why, he wouldn't let me, William
Jones. He says he'll smash me if 1
come here and talk to you
AS Matt spoke her bosom heaved and
her eyes flashed fire.
''lIe amt at home to-day" she said,
in answer to the young mans query
concerning the cx-wrechcr; "hc's gone
up to marlSct-town and won't be back
before night
AS Brnklcy looked at her sudden
thought seemed to strike him.
Matt" he said, "you and will go
wreck hunting this aftcrnoon-that is,
if you've no objection"
She certainly had none; wherever he
went she seemed to be willing to fol-
low. In very little while the two
started off. twas Brinlsley who led this
time, Matt walking along beside him
like confiding child.
by the way Matt" he said, present.
ly, 'you told me once of treasures being
hidden among tho sand hills. Did any
body ever find any?"
"Not that / know Of"
William Jones, for instance?'
"No. Lcastways don't know"
''Wcll, what would you say, Matt, if
told you that had found one?"
"If your
yes. wonder if You can keep a
secret? Yes, on reflection, | think You
can. Now, before we go on any further.
Matt first You place your hand in mine
and promise never to mention until /