The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1896-04-22

from France with him and is staying n
few days with u.s.
BY this time the gentleman had made
his way ncross tho hall, aud stood bow
ing to us.
"May / have the honor OF this
dancer" ho inquired.
l was going to reply "No," for /
wanted to rest till jack came back to
me, when Sir John said, eyes, Lettie,
child, do" so, of course, / was
obliged to say, "With pleasure"
"Is your aunt married." asked my
partner as we returned to the recess
after the dance.
"No."
"Thank Godw nm sure 1 heard
him muttcr under his breath.
"No," said. "Aunt had terri
BILE disappointment years ngo; her
lover was killed--fell over the clifl,
we think the day before they were
W uhNc Dccu ihhtTlou, huu NUM- h"o
never cared for any one since"
"rhank Godl" my strange partner
said this time aloud. "My child, i
ought to explain, to Introduce myself.
should have done so ut first, but the
likeness was 40 striking; thought
pcrhape you we're her daughter. My
name is Tresillian, Gilbert Tresillian
-ah, | see you know" noticing my
start. al was not killed on that awful
night | was captured by the Press
Gang"
eyes, yes" said, Ego on"
al made desperate fight for
liberty, but what was one against 30
many? l was soon knock cd insensi-
BILE, and when ! recovered conscious .
ness | was on shipboard, bound for
the Mediterranean. Tho next day II
gale sprang mp, our vessel was scpa-
rated from the rest, and we were cap
tured, after smart engagement, by
the enemy. l was landed, wounded
and prisoner, and have remained
prisoner ever since. tried to com
municate with England, but was dis
covered, and in consequence was trans
ferred to another prison, this time in
Switzerland, and only the entry of
the Allies into Paris gave me my Free
dom. came to England, hurried to
Dawlish, to find that Miss Treherne
had left years ngo, and that no one
knew my whereabouts. Ireturned to
London to settle matters with my
agents, and instruct them to continue
the search, and then accept the invi =
tation of Major Pendarves. whom /
had met in Paris, to spend n short
time with him. And you think Letitia
Miss Treherne, 1 mean-has not
forgotten me?"
"No, am sure she has not"
How happy 1 was that nightl l
kept touching my half of tho broken
sixpence in its blue silk bag in my
pocket; it had indeed brought me
luck. However, the happiest day
must end, and so l suppose must a
merry evening. Jack and | and Mr..
Tresillian were soon rolling over the
frost-bound roads towards home,
with my hand in Jacks, supremely
happy, and Mr.. Tresilliun telling us
his experience as n prisoner in France.
Poor fellow, how I pitied himl At
last we arrived at the Dover house,
and it was agreed that 1 should go in
first and break the news to my mother
and aunt. Mother camo into tho hall
to meet me.
"Well, my child, have you enjoyed
yourself? But, there, need not ask
you-you look radiant"
ooh, mother dear" laying my hand
on her shoulder, 81 am so happy
Jack has asked me and if you consent,
we are to be married at Christmas.
For answer my mother kissed me.
"And, mother Jack is here, and some
one else, whom you and aunt, too, will
be glad to see-an old friend.
"An old friend; but my dear child,
why don't you bring them in?"
"Jack. DEAR" / cried, ''come in
both of You. oh, mother dearest"
said half laughing and half crying
'he was not killed he did not die"
"Was not killed; what do 20,
mean?" replied my mother, turning
round as Jack, followed by Mr.. Ire
sillian, came up the hall. My mother
! put out both hands to take jacks, ant
} then catching sight of Mr.. Tresillion'