The daily morning journal and courier., 1895-02-04
Miss Jellaby,s Flight.


 Miss Jellaby rose at six. She hunted a moment for her spectacles upon the bureau, and putting them on, looked at Randall cottage over the way. | "As T expected, She isn't up yet, and here it is six o'clock. And where is he, wonderY
 Before she had time to answer the question, as it was asked-mentally- the front door of the cottage opened and Miss Jellaby saw a handsome man come out. and go down the garden walk with cigar in his mouth, | It was easy to see by the slight roll in his walk that he had been a sailor With his hands in his pockets, he saun- tered among the roses.
 ''He Is mad about flowers" said the | spinster, land she is touch beyond him. An, there she comes. wonder what her morning gowns cost her | through the year? And her slippers" | Words failed the worthy spinster. | Meanwhile the owner of the slippers | (and very pretty little affairs they were) tripped down the walk so lightly | that the gentleman did not hear her step, and coming upon him as he bent over bed of violets, gave him push | that sent him on his face among them. To see her laugh-to see him blunder up and chase her through the alleys to see him kiss her, when he pinioned her at last in his strong arms-was a sight for a loving heart to watch-but Miss Jellaby, over opposite, nearly tainted away with horror.
 She rang her bell violently, and a square-faced sour-looking woman made her appearance.
 "SusanW
 well" said the domestic.
 Before Miss Jellaby could speak the unconscious pair in the opposite garden transgressed against propriety again.
 Just look at her, Susan! Do you mean to stand there and tell me that that man is only her brother?"
 Dear me, ma 'am--how could I tell? only know that they look alike and that they have the same name"
 "Humph! It's my opinion that some one ought to speak to MT. Fullerton"
 'The minister? What for?"
 Are you such a foob Susan, as not to see what 1t all means? Miss Helen and Master Philip, indeed! They are no more brother and sister than you and are"
 Breakfast being over, Miss Jellaby sallied forth to the parsonage. The good pastor looked up with a meek sigh as that lady entered his study.
 The clergyman was a quiet, peace loving man, somewhat timid, withal, and the spinster always overpowered him with her arguments when she at- tempted to do so.
 She, stayed nearly half an hour with him; at the expiration of that time peo- pie who were on the lookout saw her conveying the unhappy parson in the direction, and, at last through the very gate of Randall cottage.
 "Such extravaganza! Look at that carpet, now. Why can't they be con tented as I am?
 She took another turn.
 And a guitarl Spaniards, I don't doubt; or Italians%and the rest follows, as a matter of course.
 "A crl1cifix as am Q sinnerw she murmured moment afterward "There, MT. Fullerton, what did tell you! hanging on the wall there in l broad daylight. Shall I pull it down?
 Are you beside yourself, Miss Jella- I byp' said MT. Fullerton springing tip l and arresting her hand just in time.
 The sound of voices and laughter in the garden prevented her giving him | what she called Ia piece of her mind.'
 There was a race on the broad path | that sobered into walk when the | young couple neared the windows, fol- | lowed by the old servant, who had been | into the grounds to call them.
 They entered the room together, 1 flushed with their frolic, but looking | happy and pleased to meet the clergy | man.
 Your neighbor, Miss Jellaby,' said | MT Fullerton adding In low whisper | to her, as they sought about the room for easy chairs: Its all a mistake, my | good creature-there's nothing wrong here. Say nothing and let this pass as a morning call"
 'Pray take this easy chair Miss Jel- laby. Can I offer you some wine, MT said Helen, who wondered inwardly at the strange behavior of her guests.
 ''No, my child" said the clergyman, kindly, "I will touch nothing during this visit Some other time I hope to come again. can only express my sorrow at having been persuaded against my better judgment to enter those doors on such an absurd errand- and leave you"
 My dear sir, forgive me if I say do not quite understand" exclaimed the captain, while Helen made up her mind that both her visitors were mad.
 q will tell you another time," said |. MT. Fullerton, nervously. Miss Jella- oy, will you allow me to accompanyil you home?"
 Miss JeIlaby folded her arms. looked |