The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1897-03-02

an do moor wark on two looms tan tina
con O. three
1t was the last straw She dare not
face Aunt Bet and her sneers.
"Oh, Jim, Jim, was the cry of her
heart, why couldn't you say a word to
me?" For when her heart spoke it cried
for Jim, and not for looms. Coming out
Of the hot mill it was bitter cold. She
drew her shawl over her head and hur-
ried away-not to the place she called
''bome. She scarcely knew where she
went. A hopeless despair weighed on
her sensitive spirit Tears, unchecked
and unheeded, dropped as she walked.
Anywhere, anywhere, out of the
world" would have been her exclama-
ton could she have expressed her deep
est wish Suddenly she found herself on
the top of the reservoir embankment
The moon was shining upon the water,
which sparkled and shone with crys-
talline brilliance
There's nowt left to live for, an I
won't live'' and, casting her shawl
from her, she threw herself from the
embankment. There was sharp, ring
ing sound The moon shone on, and all
was still
y
CHOW, Aw wonder what's come out
about this money!" thought Jim Sum
ner as he struck the reservoir bank on
his way from the station home. Folks
are fain to stay in toneet, Aw reckon
AVN glad nob'y'n see me till Awe
cleared myself clearin it is-and
what can tn masters ha' taken tn trou-
BILE to get my address fro mother-for
MODIFY else knew it-an telegraph for
me to come instantly, if it's not? My,
but tn frost has bin keen this two days!
Anvil bet tn lodge II bear" So saying,
he ran down and tried it with his foot,
and, finding it safe, walked distance
on the margin.
whats that? Good heavensp' He
had stumbled over the PROSTATE form of
a woman lying few feet from the en-
bankment. The ice was starred in every
direction where her head had struck it.
Poor wenchr' He turned her over, and
the moons light fell upon face he had
often kissed. He reeled as though he had
received the blow that made the blood
flow from that marble brow. How cold
she wasl But she breathed. He picked
her up and carried her, he knew not
how, up the bank and away till he stag
gered into his mothers cottage.
Could she be in better hands? Still
unconscious, but with signs of returning
animation, he left her and fastened to
the mill. The lights still burned in the
office. The masters were seated by the
fire, and in the background sat the mes
senger and Jabez Smethurst.
"How dye do, James-you got our
wire?''
81 did, sir, thank you.
''Boy, tell us again what you told
this morning. Whereupon the penitent
lad, with fearful looks at Jabez, told
how the overlooker had terrorized him
about small betting debts; how, at his
instigation, he had obtained a blank
check from the Office lad at Bromley g;
how Jabez had filed it in, copying the
writing from another of Bromley e
checks; how he had presented it with
the rest at the bank and got the cash.
The sequel was known and did not need
recounting. Jabez swore it was parcel
of lies, but the boys evident sincerity,
revelations of Jabez' boolmaking trans
actions and later Rachel account of her
rejection of his suit, and his subsequent
threats and persecution, convinced the
masters of Smethurst's guilt. They sim
ply discharged him and eased their con-
seriousness of Jim's overhasty dismissal
by raising his salary to ESQ year.
The folks who cheered a happy pair
and pelted them with rice did not see a
scar or the brow Of the bride, for it was
covered by her bridal veil Tit Bits.