Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1894-01-13

night, I passed many an hour of ner-
yous unrest, dreading 3 repetition of
that horrible visit.
Ny aunt gave me pleasant little par.
ties, and Professor Morrison arranged
for my enjoyment delightful excur-
sons to various points of interest, anf,
picturesque scenery of the neighbor-
hood.
Upon one occasion he proposed that
we should visit the Eagles Nest Rock
"a spot noted for the grandeur OF It's
scenery, and favorite picnic ground
for all the surrounding country.
To reach our point OF determination
required short ride on the iailroai
from one station to another, and we
were net surprised to find one or two
other small parties of pleasure
a|ready in possession of the grounds.
However. we discovered a delightful
little spot, all rock and moss and over
hanging trees, where we sat aud chat
ted and real poetry, and partook OF
An Arcadian lunch. until at length
my aunt and cousin and their escort
wandered off little way in search OF
ferns, and the professor and / were
rft alone together.
How well ! remember that spot aid
that hour for it was then and there
that the words were spoken which Sc
cured to me life's happiness.
However, do not propose to write
aoout this, the old story, which will
Yet ne As new to the last of mapkind
AS it was TO the first man and woman
IN paradise wiie only say thlatwhen
tn sun had set over the lovely valley
an! we resumed our places in TIE cars
for our return home, ! felt that l must
surely be the happiest and most for
tunate girl in the whole world.
On the seat just in front Of me were
two ladies, to one of whom-a pleas
ant, motherly looking person-my
aunt had spoken in passing.
Their escort recognised as Doctor
Hendrick, my aunt's next-door neigh
Dor. The other lady seemed intent
upon the scenery as the train sped on
ward and it WAS not until she turned
that ! caught glimpse of her face-a
face which, with an indescribable
shocks / recognized as that which had
seen in my room on that night of
terror
| could not be Mistaken for there
was the clear, colorless complexion.
che deep, dark eyes-quiet and pa
thetic now-and the short, golden
fringe about the forhead. which were
50 indelibly fixed upon my memory.
With powerful effort l controlled
iuvsclf, and it was rot until we were
:; nome. and alone with my aunt and
COUSIN that | said:
"Aunt Mary, whb was the lady with
I>octor Hendrick to whom you spoke
tins evenlnc:"
Mrs. Fulton, his widowet sister,
who hee0s house for him. But WHY
90 vou ask 2" she inquired, observing
that | was excited.
"Because the lady with ker-oh,
Aunt Mary, it was she whom l saw in
nv room on that dreadful night! am
sure of it
Nv aunt was shocked, and insisted
tina: | must be mistaken. She knew
nothing about the lady IN question.
except that she was niece OF Doctor
IienIrick aud his sister. and had re
Gently come on visit or to reside
with them, and that she was very
ouiet and retiring. rarely going any
uher, or showing herself to visitors.
From this and from her appearance.
my aunt conjectured that she WAS not
in good health But the idea of her
getting into our house at night and
paving visit to nv chamber why. it
was absurd How could she have Ell
iecte,i ii? And what motive could she
have had2
Nevertheless. nv aunt made some
;udic!ons Inquiries among those OF her
f-,enGs wn. best knew Doctor Hen
drlck' ; family. and through this the
matter speedily came TO the knowledge
III the doctor himself
The result WAS that that gentleman
one evening came over TO our house,
and in a few minutes the whole mvs-
! terry was explained
His niece. Miss Isabel Ward, had
! been besutv and sd heiress, but un-
fortunately inherited from her father Z
family tendency 10 insanity. This