The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1894-10-05

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Whatever the future may have
in store of good or evil fortune.
i IS a true saying
The veil which covers the
ace of futurity. is woven by the
hand of mercy
Winter has returned and a deep
snow lies on the ground, when we
AGAIN. see Miss Rose Trevillian
Walking down into town. from
her uncle's residence on the hill.
The scene is as different from a
former one when we saw the
Young lady walking over thesame
ground, as the season is differ
sut. She is now well muff1ed in
furs and trips along at a lively
step, to keep warm; but as she
approaches the crossing to the
principal street she has time to
observe lawyer Fuliames in con-
yersation with a very distinguish
ed looking stranger. This mans
face is turned from her, but his
air and figure presents such a
strikingly favorable contrast to
that OF Fuliames. that almost
any young lady would have MOTTO
ed him.
Rose passed within a few feet
Of them and had already reached
the middle of the street when
there came a sound to her ears,
as of the breath of the north
wind; sonorous and commanding
in intonation, as if from the blast
Of a trumpet "Avast {! there.
lassie, the craft will run ye
down y
Then she looked up and was
Mortified to see a runaway horse
with the wreck of a sleigh flying
at his heels, almost upon her.
BE carried no bells and she had
not heard the .hud Of his hoofs
in the snow.
She hesitated; what was she to
DO, run back or run forward ? In
that supreme moment she felt a
strong arm clasp her waist. she
was lifted from the ground, and
in a bound or two. the tall strang-
er stood on the pavement holding
Rose under his arm, as he would
a sack of salt !!
The man was still looking after
the horse which a short distance
beyond, fell and striking his
head against a tree; stretched
himself to rise no more. Mean
while, Miss Rose was struggling,
and even kicking in rather an
andignified way, to get loose
from the clasp of her rescuer !.
The stranger when he turned
his head and looked at her, set
her down instantly; and appear
ed to be much embarrassed. He
took off his hat and tried to
apologize to her, but Rose being
confused did not know what he
was saying.
Her own thoughts were I:
What a handsome sun-browned
face; pity that scar; maybe he's
aSoldler, yet his speech is that
ofasallor. "Avast! there, lassiew
that's the way he halls me He
saved my life; 1 ought to thank
him."
Bat Miss Rose remembered af-
forwards, wish modification, that
she spoke not one word to the
stranger. However, she shook
herself, and primped her feathers
like wet duck |! AT least that
is what Miss Silverside, who
lived opposite said. That young
lady ran across the street and
TOOK the very much agitated
Miss Rose into her own house.
The stranger walked back and
renewed his conversation with
Fuliames, and in a short time
thereafter, disappeared.
Miss Silverside who was of
rather, a romantic disposition
'Witted Rose about ber handsome
fescner, and also laughed be-
cause she had struggled and
Kicked to get loose from his hug"
Rose replied He didn't even
look at me, until he had seen
What became of the horse he
certainly, is handsome he saw
ed my life; but he has a grip like