The evening times., 1895-11-12
The Flowing Source.
continued from. yesterday.s Eveniug rimes

Continued from yesterday Evening Times.
fected her cookery, had fallen into the
nabit ma OF taking hamper , OF carriers & 10
back to Flowing Source with tllings OF his
success. Apart from this office-wEici
they performed wen enough-he took no
special pride in them. The offer OF q
pair Of his pet tunlblers, worth their weight
IN gold, had cose him an effort; and when
mistress Prudence, ordinarily clear =
headed woman, declared that she pre-
ferred carriers, she could hardly have as
tonished him more by asking for a par
OF stock doves.
+Oh, certainly" he answered. and went
nome and thought it over. Women were
puzzle; but he had dim notion that,
II he could lay hand on the reason why
Mistress Prudence preferred ordinary car
riers TO prize tumblers, he would hold tie
key to Some OF the secrets of the sex. He
thought it over for three days. during which
he smoked more tobaccp than wes good
for him. At about 4 O'Clock In the afternoon
OF the third day smile enlarged his face
He set down his pipe, snlacked his thigh,
stood up, sat down again, and began to
laugh. He laughed slowly and deliberately
evening, and woke up twice In the night
and shook the bedciothes into long waves
with his niirth.
Next morning he took two carriers from
the cote, shut them in hamper. and rowed
down to Ponteglos with his gift. But Mrs.
Waddllove was not at home. She had
sta Started early by van for Tregarriek {said
business connected with her husbands s will.
mo hurry at ALL" said Master Simon. He
slipped handful OF Indian corn under the
Id and left the hamper with his respects"
of the third day u smile enla rged his face.
Then he rowed home, and spent the next
two days after his wont. the only observa-
Bile difference being the position of his
garden chair. 1t stood, as a rule under
the shadow of the broad caves, but now
Master Simon ordered the tap-boy to carry
tt put and set it by a rustic table close
to the -tver's brink. whence, as he smoked
he could keep comfortable watch on the
pigeon-cote.
you'll catch q sunstruck," said Ann,
the cook. II hope you're not beginning to
forget how to take care OF Yourself"
well, l hope so, too," Master Simon
answered, but did not bulge.
On the morning of the third day, how
ever. he saw that which made him step
indoors and mount to the attic under the
cote. Having opened with much caution
trapdOor in the roof. he slipped an arm
out and captured carrier pigeon.
The bird carried Il note folded small and
bound under its wing with thread OF
read:
..Ir you love me as love you
No knife can cut our loves in two"
he had prepared himself for a hearty
chuckle, hut he broke out with pro-
hustline a mani he ingeminated, staring
found the empty attic Ike a rabbit seeking
a conv enient hole Not three weeks
buriedi' he added. with another sroan,
and began 10 loosen his neckcloth.
While thus engaged, he heard flutter
above the trapdoor, and second pigeon
alighted. with o :ecsnd note. also bound
" iih a silken thread
..Lor "A -mcrcyr. gasped Master Simon
Bat the second note was written in
different hand, and ran as follows;
=, Il nss ocrld die W OF Il shame 1t was all that
Happiness seemed to have shaken its
hussy OF girl. She did IL for joke.
I'll jofe her. But W hat will you be thinking
Master Simon rowed down to Ponteglos
that very afternoon, and the two carriers
went back with him
wings and quite departed from Pandora's
Box. but n twinkle OF something not en-
tirely unlike hope Iurked in the corners
of the waitress eyes-albeit their lids
were red and swolleu-as she ushered
Master Simon into the best parior:
what can you be thinking or me!
began the widow. Her eyes were red and
swollen. too.
I've brought back the pigeons
You might begin different. you know"
suggested Master Simon, affabiy. some
little message about the weather, for in
stance. Have you given that girl warn
Ing to leave?'
you see. I'm so lonely here"
Some three months after this. and on an
exceptionally fine morning in Septem-
ber, Master Simon put Harmony. his
hamper. and marched over to the cross
roads TO take coach for Hogan, in the
mining district. where the matches for
the championship cup were to be flown
that year. Now Ann the cook had ven
tured no less than five poun nds upon Har.
mony. Five pounds represented hair or
her annual wage. and a uifle less than
half OF her annual saving. Therefore she
spent the greater part of the following art
ernoon at her window gazing westward
in no small perturbation of spirit
. aH.sl f..r fnG n = n
,arrier pigeon came travelling across the
Zenith. shot downward. suddenly. and
llighted on the roof. Ann climbed to the
Lrapdoor and put out hand. The bird was
to be taken easily.
In circumstances less agitating Ann had
failed to observe that the thread about
the messengers wing was not OF the Kind
that Master Simon used But her eyes open
ed wide as they fell on the handwriting,
and still wider as she read:
at is all for the best. perhaps. IT only
'e'p'e nav '''' PRUDENCE
A second messenger arrived toward |
,vening with word of Harmony's success. |
But the news hardly relaxed AIMS brow, |
which kept pensive contra ction even |
when her master arrived next evening, |
md poured out her winnings on the table |
rom the silver challenge cup.
She wore this frOwn at intervals for
fortnight, and all the while maintained |
IN unusual silence. which puzzled Master
simon Then one morning be heard her
n the Kitchen ScO!ding the tap-boy with |
III her pristine he3rtincss- That night,
Ifter muiiing her masters ale, she turned |
It the door. saucepan in hand, and coughed |
o attract attention.
'.Well. Ann. what Is ito''
you've been philanderin'."
Hey. pom my word. Ann
Ann produced the Widow Waddilove's
imon's eyes. And Master Simon blushed
"Are you goin' to marry the woman"
mn demanded.
II think not"
Il reckon You Will
"weIl. you see. there's been a hitch. She |
ront leave the Pandora's Box ard I'm
ot going to bulge from the Flowing |
ource. If a woman won't put herself
ut to that extent Besides. she cooks
O better than vol"
''Not so well. You wasn't thinking. by
nv chance, o marrying me-"
Ann, you are perfectly brazeni Well.
o: to tell the plan truth. wasn't"
That's all right: because I've gone and
rnmisad myself TO young farmer up the
alley"
whats his nane,''
'I shan't tell you: for the reason that I've
second to fall hack on, if 7 find. on ac-
II second. I'll marry one or t'other ut the !
Month end: and so ] give yon nntice-"
Master Simon sighed. We'll. WELL I
INST get on us hest can with Tom for a |
rhile." Tom was the tapboy.
Toms going. tho. I hullied him so this |
morning that he means to give notice to-
morrow. that is. If he don't save himself |
he trouble nv running off to sea-
1.-THE twelfth in five years," etaCu- |
lted Master Simon. stopping his pipe vi |
iOnsly.
"And small blame TO them Married man
r niarner-thlt'S what n boy is born for
etter dare wreck or wpdlcck than sit
ere and talk about hoth. Take my advice,
iaster- Ind marty the widow"
Ann rripJ IN n afrir I
iaI programme. Mt arv rate. with Spirit
nd dpterrn inat ion. Finding the first
DHrg farmer satisfactory. she esrcuSed
i'm Mt the end Of the month end turned
IT hack on tho Flowing Source And