The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1897-01-02

be apt to mingle So Miss Amy Forester
said 30, wait, please Sit down
moment. 0, Mr.. Tenbrook. [ am so
very, very sorry, and, clapping her hand
to her eyes, burst into tears.
80, please, please don't, Miss Fores-
ter, said Jack, sitting down on the bunk
with frightened eyes, 1'please don't do
that 1t amt worth it. I'm only a
brute to have said anything.
''No, no = You are so noble | so for
giving 2 sobbed Miss Forester, sand l
have made you go and kill the only thing
you cared for, that was all your own.
''No, Miss-not all my own, either
and that makes it so rough For it was
only left in trust with me by friend. 1t
was her only companion.
''Her only companion p echoed Miss
Forester, hitting her bowed head.
Except, = said Jack, hurriedly, mis-
comprehending the emphasis with mascu-
line fatuity-' except the dying man for
whom she lived and sacrificed her whole
life. She gave me this ring, to always re-
mind me of my trust I suppose, he
added, ruefully looking down upon it, Fits
no use now I'd better take it of. =
Then Amy eyed the monstrous object
with angelic simplicity II certainly
should, she said, with Infinite sweetness
''it would only remind you of your loss.
But, she added, with a sudden, swift,
imploring look OF her eyes, s'if you could
part with it to me, it would be such re-
minder and token of-of your forgiveness.
Jack instantly handed it to her ''And
now, he said, ''let me carry you down.
s'I think, she said hesitatingly,
that had better try to walk, y and she
felt herself lifted in the air, smelt the bark
thatch within an inch of her nose, saw the
freight vanish behind her, and subsiding
into his curved arms as in hammock, the
two passed forth into the night together.
''I can find your bracelet nowhere,
Amy, said her father, when they reached
the wagon.
1T was on the floor in the hut, said
Amy carelessly. s'That was what de-
tanned us.
My pen halts with some difidence be-
tween two conclusions to this veracious
chronicle AS they agree in result though
not in theory or intention | may venture
to give them both To one coming from
the lips of the charming heroine herself l
naturally yield the precedence.
'tOh, the bear story l don't really
remember whether that was before / was
engaged to John or after. But I had
known him for some time; father intro
duced him at the Governor ball at Sacra-
mento Let me see IL think it was In
the winter of Sc. Yes it was very
amusing; | always used to charge John
with having trained that bear to attack our
carriage so that he might come in as
hero Oh, of course, there are hundred
absurd stories about him-they used to
say that he lived all alone in cabin like a
savage, and all that sort of thing, and was
friend of rather dubious woman in the
locality, whom the common people made
heroine of-Miggles or Wiggles, or some
such preposterous name. But look at
John there-can you conceive it I' The
listener, glancing at a very handsome,
clean-shaven fellow, faultlessly attired,
could not conceive such absurdity. So |
therefore simply give the opinion of
Joshua Bixley, superintendent of the Long
Divide Tunnel Company, for what it Is
worth.
81 never took much stock in that bear
story, and its captivating old Forester $
daughter. Old Forester knew thing or
two, and when he was out here consolidat-
ing tunnels, he found out that Jack Ten
brook was about headed for the big lead
and brought him out and introduced him
to Amy. You see, Jack, clear grit as he
was, was mighty rough style, and about as
simple as they make EN-, and they had to
get up something to account for that girl S
taking shine to him. But they seem to
be happy enough-and what are you going
to do about ?
And with this philosophic query | COM
mend them to the reader.