Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1894-07-27

front part of both trains had beer
completely shattered into spinters,
and the shock of the collision had
thrown the down train off the line
down the steep embankment, 30 thai
passengers in the back carriages had
no means of escape either, and very
few were those who Ind been eayed
from instant death in the Inflated
train. All the travellers in the up train
were also moro or less mortally in,
jured, if not killed outright on that
fatal Friday.
Four and half years had passed,
and the railway accident was forgotten
by most people; still there were few
who could never forget the sal occur.
renee that had blightod their lives,
and Eric Vyvyan was one. His wal
too deep heart wound ever to heal
entirely in this world. He was just
now staying Mt Daloford. 1t was
July, and tho Townleys Ind garden
party, Mt which all the cream of Dale.
ford society was congregated that hot
afternoon.
On rustic seat Mt the far end oil
the large sloping lawn sat four young
ladies, and, standing i'll groups OF
threcs and fours, were eight or nine
others-somo pretty and chick look.
ing, others plain and dowdy; some
were bashful looking dcbutantos, hui
others very much "out" and self
possessed looking-a group such n,
you will always see in any large gather
ing of this kind in the country.
"Who is that very cross looking
man sitting near the band?" This in
stage whisper from the faircst maidou
in the group.
"Who do you moan?" answered her
companion on tho scat. "rhat dark
man talking to Mrs Bnrker?"
mo, no, not that one, in voice Of
scorn from the speaker; "that'sa friend
the Carthew's brought with them this
afternoon. L mean that handsome,
fair man, standing up near tho yew.
tree there by himself"
ooh he is n friend staying with
tho Townloys -Vyvyan, 1 believe, his
name is, broke i'll another voice.
''Hc looks as though he thought the
whole nilair mn awful bore" remarked
another. f4
81 don't think he is handsome.
nasty face, no has. {"
"No; l don't think he is, either.
AT laast--thnt is--he would DO if he
only did not look SO cross and sar-
castle"
"I am quito sure he is horrd
man" this from another critic).
"Why should he not mako himself
pleasant, and not stand alone picking
everyone to pieces with his eyes? /
hate that sort of men; but let's walk
round the grounds" And tho speaker
walked of, the rest following suit.
Thus is our appearance and evcm our
character judged by utter strangers iu
this hard-heartcd, prosaic world. Con
erally wrong, however, is thor YER
dict concerning our character.
And now the hostess was walking
around the kitchen garden. An elder
ly gentleman with white hair and a
kind, Intelligent face was with her.
They spoke softly, but scraps of con.
versation in the lady's voice could be
overheard.
eyes, it is very sad, poor fellow.
So kind hearted he is, though quite n
changed man.
IAN indistinct murmur from the
gentleman.)
ooh, he was very ill for nearly
seven mcnths. He was found quito
unconscious under the debris of the
wrecked train, with his arm round his
wife. She was killed on tho spot. So
pretty, sho was, with renl yellow, gold
hair, and so nice, too. Dear, dear
Gwen" and Mrs. Townley's voico
grow soft and her eyes misty. "Such
n young couple, and only married n
year and II half; but Eric told mo has
never really lived moment of his
life since he lost his wife. He says he
feels so old now. But don't talk about
your favorite subject deans
him. 1 told you his snd story
because / knew it would interest you,
as you believe in such things but,
though, of course, he can never forget
it himself, he can't bear to think that
others should know anything about
his UNDECIDED warning. -Sala's Jour
nal.