Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-10-06

Is enough huoSldu uONSl AO4 liz ia 49,
summer.
"She went away about the middle Of
June. and it is now, let me see, the lIUa
of August Two long months; set not
q word do we hear of her coming back.
God grant that all is well with her, Inc
Montreal ST. Jameses have summer
home in the place where she IS, ana l
have heard her say that they are Klnu
friends. | hope that they may be there
this sumner and prove a comfort some
one once told me that young 81. James
once wished to marry her. Wen, We'll
God help her, Is my prayer, II 1rleHus
NAV not. There; l hear n gate, and
there come the EaSton girls 70 see you.
I hone I have not saddened you 100
deepIv with my story, but 1t cannot
burt to have a thought and a tear lot
such misery as hers. May you never
know it for yourself"
The short twilight of warm October
night grew into darkness as a stranger
walking down the struggling length OF
village street in Northern Vermont he
passed the one Gingy hotel OF the place
with an air Of fastidious shrinking 80
thinly disguised that The greasy and
dssreputable landlord ana his gressier
guests exchanged remarks concerning
him in language vivid, original and IN
complimentary. The red and green
lights of a tidy little drug shop shOne out
invihngly from the dusty and unat-
tractive surroundings, and through its
open door the stranger for a laomelt
disappeared from the view Of the curl
Gus villagers.
That he bore she stamp of the outer
world, that he was stylish and a CITY
feller," you might have learned from
any of a dozen closely shattered win
dows. That he turned up Orchard lane,
scanned the houses closely as ne passed
them and turned into nelghbor Perkins
yard and walked down the eng plank
walk to the house has also become an
undisputed fact in village history. AS
at this season Of the year the porch door
is hidden by rank growth of vines, at
the disappearance of the strang 3r all
authenticated account comes to an end.
That the kn0cker was lifted ana drop
ped, and that the door was opened, the
traditional crack by old Silas Perkins
it IS our privilege to know.
"Mr. Perkins, l believe, is It not? !
wish to see Mrs. Robert Prince. 1 am
her husband
"Oh, We be! Well, do know e2 We
kin see her. She AIM to home tonight.
jist you wait a mint, en- I'll call Mari.
Mari Mari! Here's Esther's husban',
wants to see her"
II Mr.. Silas Perkins was small IS
wisp and meek wi,hal, mis- characters
ties were more than Offset by his sister
Maria. She was ample, aggressive,
competent She struck out ponderous-
~ for the door and swung it wide open,
Silas drifting up the narrow stairs cut
of its way. She glanced with terrible
keenness over her glasses at Robert.
80 you're Esther's husban, be ye?
Well, I've been expectin of We for some
time back. But step in, won't We?
Step right into the settin' room; settin's
ez cheap ez standin'. Now, 1 'spOse I
might ez we'll come right out on the feE
an say my say out. I've larned to
speak up an speak It quick But set
down, won't We? Ye don't look real
easy standin' there EZ I say, 1 amt not
hand to be palaverin, an beatin' round
the bush; but where dye come from?
And don't We think we got considera-
bic fine village? We think we've got
some bang-up fine residences here
Dye see that big place up on the hill al
fixed up with lanterns? Well, thets
-, q I low To rcsfe
at Montreal winter times. Thets
where Esther is tonight. She's awful
thick with 'em. I tell her she don't do
n0thin' but jest dress an go all the
time, an It don't seem a bit like her
neither. She SEE she jest enjoys it, an
I guess she does, for she's CROWN fat
on it. You'd Jest ought to see her-en
! sDOse thet's jest what We come fur
Well sir I've jest got sOmethin' to say
ez to tibet ] amt a-g0in' IN hev Esthea
pestered nOways. Eff she don't want to
see We, she amt a-gOin' to be made TO-
She's been awful happy an contented
like, an ain'ta-goin' to see her a-lOok1
IN so forlOrn an peaked ez she did
when she come up here, poor child; no.
not for nobody"
Now, Mari. amt You gettin' lee.le
mite narved up? I amt neither a-Want-
in to see Esther hectored, but I'm fair
play, an there amt no gett;n' around
tibet he's her husban' yit an is eneitled
to a show. But I'm agin springin' emmy
surprises on Esther; there amt no tell
in how she'd take on, an it might make
things wuss'n they is now"
"Well, Silas, what should you sud
gest?" asked Mss Maria, acidly.
What dye say to Mr. Prince put
tin up to the hotel, an in the mornin'
arter we're sorter prepared Esther's
mind, en- she's agreeable, III fetch him
back?"
Maria made no immediate response to
this proposition, and seemed 10 consider
1t indulgently, but with caution and de-
liberation. Robert was fast working
himself into rage, but prudence Wits
pered a word in his ear. and. though he
rose impatiently, he spoke with calm
ness
1T will not be necessary, then. for
me to trouble you longer tonight. I
Will call to see Mrs. Prince. Good
night"
And he bowed himself out. AS he
strobe angrily down the long, resound,
ing plank walk he heard behind him a
duet of protestation from the Perkin-
ses.
"Why, YOU needn't fly off on a tan
gion. amt said half what l was a
goin' tor'
you mustn't think harsh O. Mari.
She means we'll"
We're only looking out for Esther's
good"
And well, if he bent the suddenestw
These things Prince dimly heard as
he stalked rapidly down the road.