The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1894-01-04

pulled the bell rope convulsively again
and again, and then sank in most I'M
Womanly heap on the floor.
In few moments several of the
servants came rushing breathlessly to
the library, and the first, Mrs. Nor
cross own maid, gasped
| Mr., Norcross, are you i'll? What is
| it? o, mercy, are you killed? Why, it
| isn't Mr.. Norcross. 0, it's burglar"
and the frightened Abigail threw her.
self into the arms of the butler
Lefty, you stupid, It's Mrs.
Norcross There was a burglar here,
and put on Mr. Norcross' clothes and
scared him away. He's gone, now, and
I'm so frightened. l don't see where
Mr.. Norcross is; do believe that hor-
| rid wretch has murdered him, oh-h."
and she subsidized into a flood of tears.
In the midst OF this babel there came
a violent ringing of the bell and one OF
! the servants admitted Mr.. Norcross,
who, striding into the library, ex-
claimed angrily:
What the devil does all this confu-
sion mean? and who confronting the
disheveled but beautiful youth who
mad sprung to his feet are you who
presume to guard my wifes where
abouts? And where is she? What
why--Helen youth that riga
20, Jacl-Jack! l thought you'd
never come. Do send them all away
and I'll tell you all about it."
Left to themselves, Helen related,
| = l. ~l,- ,f =,
ing.
MY dearest" began Mr. Norcross,
with an odd twinkle in his eyes, when
she had finished, Il hate to spoil
your story, and you were certainly
very brave, and such striking man 8
you would make, too-don't blush, my
| loye--eXcept that your hair has tum.
bled down, you look very manly.
''But-that terrible burglar was
my cousin. Arthur Wellerton."
| jack
And he is noted among the ladies as
having the most beautiful, lovable and
kindly gray eyes"
SOP!
| Eyes, let me explain You know he
has lately been taken into the firm, and
we were going over the books this even.
ing. AS it grew late thought would
make night of it and not come home.
SO sent Arthur up to the house to get
a file of accounts and tell you Of my de.
cision.
We'll, Arthur hadn't been gone long
when discovered had given him the
wrong latch key, and started after him,
| for | knew he couldn't get in.
He must have been gone longer
than thought, for l met him on the
way back. He told me how he got in
| and then hesitated.
Jack, old boy he said, 4 don't
know what to think of it all, nor what
to tell you, out just as / was closing
| your desk, man, deucedly handsome
young fellow, appeared in the door and
ordered me out. / asked for your wife
and he grandly informed me that she
was not at home Never saw the fell
/ low before, but knew it was lie, old
| fellow, for swear heard the swish of
a woman's dress on the stairs as I
stepped into the dining-room,'
You may imagine, my dear girl, my
feelings at this intelligence. Who the
deuce was this handsome young fellow
who made such startling assertions-I
rushed homeland the rest you know"
"O-Jack," cried Helen, in an agony of
modification, Jack, how can ever
look him in the face! o what an idiot
am! dear, dear, dear! Jack, did he tell
you about the revolver--he did? O."
There, there, don't cry, you little
| goose. Arthur will think you are the
bravest little woman in the world--as /
do-and he thought you were such a
handsome youth"
at was all that stupid novel. 1
shouldn't have been so nervous ii I
hadn't been reading about burglars.
And, really, your cousin-or my bur
glar-is the handsomest man l ever
saw-for a STANDARDIZATION Globe.