The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1896-11-12

gonc str:dlnS away down tlc row. Thcn
once moro, slowly, cautiously, it camo
partially jn;o view, steadily S futiniz-
ing those lower windows.
ELLIS WAS Il soldiers daughter and no
coward. She was conscious Cf an i'm
pulse to throw open the window and
challenge the skulhcr, but oven then her
, mothers slow step was heard ascending
the stairs and Iclen's sweet voice, as
| the latter came on to assist her
"Indccd you need not, Hclcn," Ellis
heard her say. Il have grown bcttor
| and stronger with every hour, every
hour. Even tho sadness has boon sweet.
Even the old scenes have brought new
| comforts. Even tho how sorrow has
brought relief and peace.
"Iou have not yet told mo Of that,
nor havo you told Ellis
'Sho shall know, and so shall you,
1car friend, tomorrow. Tonight want
to kncel; I want to be alone" The
Ellis heard her hand seeking tho knob ot
tho door. Hastily she turned to meet
her mother at tho Threshold
| 'Hou are bcttcr, Queen Mother, God
bo thanked. You havo looked better
every day. viii you--not como In. Mrs.
Daunton?'
''Ihank you, no: not just now. l
will go and put out tho lights and leave
you two together for awhile. I know
Mrs. Farrar is pining for peop at her
soldier boys window - Already Mrs
Farrar was moving thithcr, and Ellis
dartcd eagerly forward
'Ono moment, mother, DEAR" sho
cried. Let me draw the curtain-it-
it doesn't work woll."
And with the words she boldly threw
aside tho heavy curtain and noisily, os-
tcntatiously raised the sash. just as sho
believed would be the case, the skulker,
alarmed, sprang back behind the corner
OF the adjoining house and deep within
its shadow. Wills light was still burn.
ing brightly, and in her clear, silvcry
voice his sister called his name. "uo'll
answer in minute, mother. Don't
come to the window yct," sho added.
Then again, "Willy, Willy!"
And, as though answering her call, as
though watchful, ready, eager to scrvo,
even though unsummoncd, another form
came suddenly into sight on tho moon
light walk in front, and voice she we'll
knew hailed from over the low picket
fcnco: "Will has just gone up our way,
Miss Falrar. l brought him message
q moment ago. Can be of any sclv-
icc?" And thcro, of course. was Jack
Ormsby.
"Thank you, no" was tho answer in
cold constraint. II had no idea no had
gono and that you wcrc thcrc. Mother
merely wished to speak with him mo-
,mcnt,' and with that she meant to dis
miss him, but her mother, panied by
her tone Of conStraint and coldncss to-
ward ono whom she herself so greatly
liked, camc to the window herself
"ElliS, you arc not even courteous to
that honest gentleman she said in
gentle rrrroach. "Mr Ormsby" sho
added in cordial tones, care you going
anywhere? Are You busy?'
'Entirclv at your service, Mrs Far
rar. found myself dc trop at the house
after the colonel tCn, his nightcap and
his leave, so | camo ont for a stroll
The major and Aunt Lou are trying to
remember where they left off last night,
and Kitty, fancy, is bullying tho lieu.
tenant. -
'Thcn would you mind coming in
one minute? / have Il little packet that
/ want Willy to find on his dressing Ia
bio when he comes in. "
"Mothor,' pleaded Ellis almost
brcathlossly, "I--l'-
"Husl, dear. Mr.. Ormshy will be
glad J know"
Ara Mr.. OmShy was only too glad.
PrCmptly he camc to the door. Prompt
}lv nc was admitted by Mrs. D"unton,
! who stood with palpitating heart at tho