The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1894-10-20
note, laid it on the seat and advanced

note, laid it on the seat and advanced
towards him. Sc .t>sss II a. sa:.:%
s. And what about my trouble, STRIP
he asked, politely, gazing at the note,
stopping the train, and liable, sir, to
get into trouble.,' . I: ~. ~ !:
i jumped out Of the carriage; he made
for me- sdeferentiallys Our hands touch.
ed. Great isSthe currency, and it will
prevail The next minute T was speed
ing back along the down line towards
Halstead Station. My breath came
fast and with difficulty. nv knees
ached sfuriously, but Z ran on. i could
hear distinctly the rumble Of: the train
in the tunnel behind me- s. S, -. = Z = :9
- IF the main line up won. it would
bear her away on it's bosom; if / won,
shouldsI?' I pressed my failing legs for
ward fought for freer breath-got it
in a rapture Of relief which by ex-
perts is called, 7 believe, the second.
sWind-and the main line up and came
in neck. and neck. .~>.T'>n' ~*<,ss-- =.
But, of course, I landed on the down
platform. I flew up the steps and
over the bridget reached the up plat
form breathless, hatless, but radiant.
Clara was just getting into a first
class carriage.
stumbled in after her and sank
painting in the corner. She, seated at
the far window, did not turn her eyes
on me till the slow. throb Of the train
;betokened departure.
Then she looked at her fellow trav-
eler and blanched. We were alone in
the carriage, and I fear had a luna
tic air. Then she recognized me. Her
face flushed and she said:
''Oh, you?" with a delightful tighten
ing Of eyes and brow and dimpling
at the corner Of the mouth.
II had," I exclaimed, pantingly-'fto
rrn-to catch--the train
Il suppose so," she said, leaning back
in her corner and smiling ,s'It wasn't
very wise to give yourself so little time
to do it, in. Where have you sprung
from? Have you friends down here?"
Il have sprung,"I said, beginning to
recover myself :'from the main line
kdew1n b. and am subject to a penalty
not exceeding E5 for availing myself
of the electric communication and STOP
ping that train.''
"Why did you stop it, if one may
ask?' x >-.s.. -
''You may ask, just as the guard did,
been booking for you for four years,
and ! saw you on on the platform. I
wou Id have. stopped a tiger on the
march of civilization, on the same
fore proceeding.
for proceeding
:. .f"1 have been looking for you for four
years." I said, ito ask you to marry
III
of marrying any one else, and I have
been looking for you all this time. 49,
My fippancy, born Of nervousness,
earnestly. ooh, how good it is to see
your dear face again::' I said. s.This
pays for all. It is
"Stopv' she interrupted, locking
down. II suppose you don't know I
was married three years ago to Gen.
Peglar!''
Married! / sank back, sick at heart.
The train stopped and a copy of the
Times got in, with a gentleman COM
pletely buried in it.
That was an awful journey-I sat
up very straight and asked questions
about roses and the people who lived
at Ealstead, and the prospects of the
hops, and many other things about
which 7 did not want to hear, and
Mrs. Peglar answered me-
And the Times and it's reader sat
opposite to me.
At Charing Cross, as I handed Clara
out, she said in a voice that was not
very steady:
"Woll't you come and see me some
times? I live at the Red House, Hal
stead"
"No," I said. 'That would be too
much. I hope I shall never see you
again. Goodbye" my sharp disap-
pointment lending a vinegary favor to
my voice. "Your mother, I trust, is
well!"
She did not answer, and blundered
on:
I regret to see that you are in slight
mourning. Not, I trust
mo, no, nor' she cried, vehemently.
Mamma, at least, is left to me- She
doesn't hate me because I tried to do
the best for her when she was left pen
nlless She knows I thought I ought
to marry Gen. Peglar She knows bow
l cried and wondered why you-where
yOu--'
Clara stopped short.
"Good-bye," she said, and then re-
sumed her walk down the platform.
I'm not in mourning for my darling
mamma, thank God! ,Ft's for Gen Peg
lar, of course =.
We went down into Charing Cross
gardens, where the children and the
sparrows play, and sat there in=the sun,
shine, hand in hand. -
Mental Wreck.