Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-04-28

HCICtiNs halted and called Tor q ctgdT loOkin fer some mo, they tell me. You might ride mp and find out from her her self. "
 "BIcve l will! How far is it:''
 Pretty good piece. All of 10 mile, reckon. Its way up on the aidge of that thar old furnace tract that s been in law so long nobody knows who owns it. "
 "OvCrton's claim, dye mean? Tell me, now, didn't young Overton, him that's dead. marry this Mrs. Townley's daughtcr:''
 "No-Sister. Miss Darcs they was, and so different. Overton's wife pretty as CT picture The other-well, she's ugly enough to chaw wool with the burrs in it.
 Say, you want ter keep me from goin ter sec her. but I'll risk it. -
 "Rcckoned ye would. Yc ain't no fowyrin vine yerself. =
 "You'vc told me q heap, but that's worth all the rest" Hawkins shouted over his shoulder as he rode away, though i'll truth he had known well ev erything that he had heard and had talked with tho man but by way of bringing his new purpose to q keener edge.
 He had talked to the storekeeper in his own way, fallen into his drawling itliom as though to the manner born. Not in such fashion would he greet Mrs. Townlcy. To say the truth, he was rather familiar with that lady, for her house had sheltered the syndicate's met allurcist whose report had opened so wide the purse strings of his employers,
 Naturally Hawkins had seen q good deal of him and of his landlady, so much indeed that he wondered not little how he had ever allowed himself to overlook her close relationship to Dare. It was close notwithstanding Dare's mother was but half sister. Mrs Townley was after her grandfather, the girl $ nearest relative and certainly ought to rank d. her most proper guardian.
 4Irs. Townlcy in her owu person pro Der WAS ono ot those women who just miss being beautiful, brilliant, fascinat- ing, and go through life soured with the knowledge of the narrownesS of their failure She was tall, rather thin, with big brilliant eyes that lacked only color to be magnificent, fine pale skin and well cut features. She held herself well, too uprightly indeed for grace. There was something wooden in her straight, unvielding figure. She had made an ambitious marriage, to find ill six months her husbands fortune take wings. If thereafter life went rather ill with the couple, who could wonder? In fact, jars were inevitable. But they were decorously hidden till death made an end of them. Even then Mrs. Townley put on crape and bombaZine as became a grieving widow, though from the minute breath left her husbands body her soul had been chanting. Free, freen'
 Hawkins found her alone, and the two talked long and low together. It was al- most dusk when he came out upon the long front piazza and looked about him at the evidences of former grandeur and present decay. Mrs Townley's glance followed his with sort of acid quick ness Her lip curled faintly as she said, still in hushed voice:
 II will do my best indeed can think of nothing would not do to change all this And I think we shall succeed Fate even must be tired of making me it's football "
 ''If VIC do, and have no sort of doubt of it, your dark days are over for good and always" Hawkins said, pressing her hand in farewell Besides it's really your duty. You certainly owe so much to your sisters child
 ''Oh, no doubtP' Mrs. Townley said. her lip curling still more, "though l fear. Mir. Hawkins, neither of us would see it that way if our virtue was to be its own sole reward
 Notwithstanding the sheer, Mrs. Townley had neither remorse nor com junction over her bargain. She was long past all that Early next morning the rusty family carriage whose shabbiness So galled her pride that for five Tears 1t