The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1895-10-31


..expi'caoie mystery rose TO his fec, ana
N a voice of suppressed thunder said:
III Is very kind of you TO save my life
after Plotting so long TO take It,"
''Oh. Hcaren-I never never dreamed 1t
would CONC to thi,!" groancd the beautiful
girl, still wringng her hands in agony.
The master turned upon her much as a
cruel father or master might upon child or
servant. and il a ton, Of muiiled thunder
said:
We've had enough Of this go home"
In his excitement and rage Alien could
distinguish strong foreign accent in his
language. which on ordinary occasions was
not percevablc
Not while you threaten each other" she
answered, sobbing bitterly.
why did you follow lncl Did | not tell
you TO stay within re house,"
- | know know; but If had not come
you would have been killed." she answered,
still so5hing
" 1t makes but little difference" he an
swercd, with an OATH Turning upon Allen
an eye which in the darkness blazcd with
the fire of an angry tiger he said in tone
which trembled in its earnestness at
NUulu NC pSttSi II yOu lSstNC lilIS COuuLly
and never come back. Young man, you be
very foolish, very rash not to have followed
the advice of the village, and let the mys-
terry of Turkeys Point alone"
He wheeled about, taking the arm of
Bertha, and was gone, leaving Allen gaz-
ing after them in wonder and amazemcnt
viii wonders never ceaser lie asked
himself "Thls strange mystery viii drive
me to madness, and how am to solve itl'
He happened to think of the dagger which
had doubtless fallen from his hand when
Bertha had come so suddenly upon them,
and thought he would take it, as it might
prove clew to this strange mystery.
He stopped to pick it up, but it was 10
where to be found, it was gone. Where,
how had it managed to slip awayi Either
the tail stranger or Bertha had taken the
knife. and he was satisfied it could not have
been the former With all his soul on fire
with jealousy, aud torn and racked by a
hundred conflicting emotions, he started
down the bill toward the village.
"Qh Bertha, Bertha, gone, left me with
out a word, after all | have done and suf-
fered,' he groaned, as he fastened to the
village.
But Allen had schooled himself to bear
his sufferings without word Of complaint,
and next morning was in his Office as usual.
| During his absence another issue of the pa
per had been published and circulated. He
sat down at his desk and glanced over his
mail. There were few unimportant let
ters, one or two from old acquaintances,
congratulating him on the success of his
| enterprise,
A smile curled the lip OF the editor as he
thought how far from success this venture
in the newspaper business had come. To
all inquiries about his absence he answered
that he had been suddenly called away on
business. Not word of his strange ad
venture did he breathe to any one, and
those who saw the young man sitting SC
calm and busness-llke at his desk never
dreamed that he had come so near loslne
his life only the night before at the hands
of the master Of the stone house on the hill
"Back again. are youy" said Miss Hop
lSins with smile on her shriveled face. 81
am 80 glad you have come, for really thinl
have gem Of poem this time"
"W hat is the titlcr Allen asked.
"Loe's Young Dream," the old mait
answered.
"Very touching indeed" said the editor
with becoming gravity, partially uncon
scious of what he was saying.
"Oh, Sir, have shed tears over it," sale
the ancient maiden, enthusiastically II
was late in the evening, and tired Of tn,
tolls of the day had retired TO rest, ant
as lay on my bed thinking what coult
do to advance the interests Of the VI ester,
Republic-I am always thinking of your
she parenthetically added, looking yer,
tenderly at him-"I was suddenly seizet
with desire to write. | believe--yes, sir,
verify believe that voice called on me Il
write that poem. The voice Of fame"
please read it, Miss Hopkins" No ed
ltor in his sober senses ever asks an autho
to read his or her productions, so the reade
can imagine how desperate was the cond
ton of Allen Gray.
"Now, Mr.. Gray" said the old maid, wit
feeble attempt at a blush which failed
however, to appear on her powdered cheek
do not say it is splendid unless you reall
think So You arc such person to flattel
especially young girls"
Allen was too deeply, too painfully ar
nOyed by the complications in which b
found himself to observe the coquettis
manner Of the Doetess, and with no othe