Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-11-07

bearing or born gentleman, SDC
whispered to her brother. ''Who
would think that his ancestors had
always sold cinnamon and nutmegs?"
Uncle Dorival, who read cyclopsdias
and was thought very learned, re-
torted quickly:
And why should he not have as
fine sentiments as nObleman? Away
with your absurd notions, sister! All
men are equal"
The clock struck 2, and Saint
Andre suddenly felt pang OF remcsse
for the part he was playing. as he re-
collected that he had to arrange for
his friends burial and would be ex-
pected at the hotel. He therefore
rose from the table. and, announcing
that he had important business t.
attend to. prepared to leave. HIS
host protested in vain. Sylvia looked
up in blank amazement, and every
one entreated him to remain.
Il do not understand" began the
old man, following his visitor to the
front door.
I The young man interrupted him,
saying solemnly:
- will explain. At II o'clock this
morning / died, after short and SUI l.
den attack of collie, and l gave the
hotel proprietor my word Of honor
that my body should be removed this
afternoon. You see. therefore, that
if l were to absent myself any longer
it would be very awkward" With
these words he disappeared, leaving
the old father overwhelmed with
amaZement.
When the rest Of the family heard
what had been said, they decided
that the youth had been joking.
.'He has humor," said Uncle Dori-
val. Il shall congratulate him the
next time l see him. He will be
here in time for supper"
But supper time came and passed,
and there were no signs OF the sOn-in'
law. The family became anxious and
alarmed. and toward 8 o'clock they
sent a messenger to the hotel to in.
Quire for the passenger who had ar
rived there by coach that morning.
The proprietor sent back word thd,
the gentleman had died at IL O'Clock
Of collie, and that the body had been
taken away for burial In the after
noon. This news was received with
unbounded astonishment, and little
Sylvia burst into tears as she declared
that she would wear mourning as il
she were widow.
1T was his ghost that came hc~e, Il
said the girls mother in a tone OF
awe, but U,lcle Dorviyal shrugged
his shoulders.
.Do ghosts eat and drink as he
did?" he asked. THAT fellow was
merely some Young scapegrace. who
wanted to play trick on us, and get
a good meal at the same time" New.
erthe!ess the ghost story went the
round of the servants hall, and the
footman boasted of having seen a
spirit in broad daylight. The tale
spread, until it became a subject OF
wonder in boudoirs and drawing
rooms, and the fair young widow who
had never been married wore black
gown and veil, and shed passionate
tears for the afiianced husband whom
she mad seen but once.
Two weeks later she was wander
listening sadly to the songs Of the
nightingales. The stars were shining
brilliantly, but the sight of their
beauty only served to increase her
sorrow.
Alas" she sighed, 'ff he were
but here to stroll with me along
these pathways.
AS she spoke cracking Of boughs
made her start with terror, and in
another instant man broke through
the Towering shrubs and knelt at her
feet. The stars were shining to some
purpose then, for by the light she
recognized the face for which she had
been longing, and in a voice which be-
tokened mingled Joy and dread, she
cried:
'Then you are not dead?"
'.NO indeed, sweetheart" he az
swered. softly. i am alive, and
hope to live and love you for many a
long day yet"
When the two young people en-.
tered the drawing-room the family
were playing backgammon. A look
Of amazement greeted the appear.
ance of Saint-Andre, and every one
being dumbfOunded, the young baron
had no difficulty in telling his story,
which he concluded by asking fol
Sylva's hand.
The marriage took place as soon as
the proper period Of mourning had
elapsed, and Aunt Dolarice was tri.
umnhant
'.Did I not tell you that he had
the bearing of nobleman?" she
cried.
"All's well that ends we'll, and a
baron is as good as Il grocer" said
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