The Roanoke times. (Roanoke, Va.) 1897-1977, 1897-06-12
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slowly down the river sounding her
whistle at intervals for the fog is COM
ing inrrapidly.
The few loafers on the pier eye curl
ously the tall, elegant woman who has
come ashore.
She, casting n half scornful glance
about, approaches old Jed Rawson and
puts this query:
Can l hire any one to take me
across tho river?''
II reckon not, declares old Jed, tax
ing out his pipe to stare at her with as
tonishment 1.-THE steamer goes into
port jest below hero ter wait fer the
fog ter lift. Thar's no gittin across tho
river ternight, marin. -
Can you manage a boat, my good
man?'
All tho loafcrs smile at this. Old
Jed breaks into mellow laugh which
sends perfect network of wrinkles
over his brown face.
"Why, Teddy" he says, "there amt
nary boy of 10 or up'ard alongshore
as don't know how to handle boat.'
The lady laughs too. She is very
charming, even old Jed realizes that.
She takes u gold piece from her dainty
purse and says:
eff you will take me and my trunk
across the river, this shall be yours.
The trunk is Il huge affair, and Jed
looks at it with one eye closed and
shakes his head.
IF it warm t fer tho fog, marin, Guy
one on US 'ud take yer acrost fer moth
ing. But we couldn't see the boats
length tonight"
The lady utters u sharp exclamation,
anger and disappointment clouding her
features. A brown faced lad steps from
the corner of the little red baggage
house where no has been standing.
IF you dare to go, madam, 1 will
take you" he says.
She gives him radiant smile, at
which he f1ushes to the roots of his fair,
waving hair.
Jed and ono or two of the other men
demonstrate with him to no purpose.
A small brown wherry is brought up to
tho flight of weather beaten steps lead
ing down from one side of the wharf.
Tho big trunk is lowered into it, and
the lady handed down by Andrew Rus
sell, who is thrilled by the touch of her
cool. satiny fingers. He pulls off into
the fog bank while the loungers on the
wharf make their comments.
mighty fine looking craft that"
Carries too much sail -
What can sho want over the river?"
P'rhaps she's bound for Barring
ton's.'
'P'rhaps. She looks like his kind"
1t is late in the evening when Andrew
Russell returns. Old Jed meets him
'hurriyng up the village street.
"Well, Andrew, you got acrost all
right?'
Eyes, I had q compass.
"Whero'd she go?'
: 81 can't tell you,'' is the curt reply,
as the boy passes on.
All subsequent inquiries elicit no fur
ther information than that Andrew
landed her at tho road which leads up
by Darlington and that she expected
some sort of conveyance to come for her
there.
Darlington is reported to be immense
ly wealthy. He never mingles with tho
people there, and ho lives in lordly
fashion. He brings his own company
from distant parts, and there are stories
of gay and wild doings at the great
house which fill the unsophisticated ma
tives with amaZement.
He comes and goes as nc likes and is
altogether very mysterious.
Andrew Russell has Il sweetheart OH
that side of the rivcr--pretty Jen Hardy,
tho fisherman s daughter.
1t is only natural that frequently he
should row across in his wherry But
Jen Hardy does not sec him every time
he goes during tho next fortnight. He
tramps through strip of woodland
across lots until he reaches "a sheltered
vale this side of Barrington's.
Here he meets the mysterious lady
again and again. Andrew is 20-tall,
strong and manly looking. Cars Ferris,
as she calls herself, uses all her blan-
dishments to complete his inthrallment
She tells him pretty story-how that
her uncle is determined to make nun
of her; that, Darlington being her cous-
in and friend she has come to him for
protection, until sho can get out of tho
country.
She wants to go to Europe, for as
soon as her uncle discovered her hiding
place he will follow her. She is appar-
emily very conliding with Andrew. who
is too innocent to see the flaws in her
story. would he think she was 25?"
she asked coquettishly
Andrew returns decided negative,
never once dreaming that she is 0 years
older. Jen Hardy is too proud to own
that Andrew does not come TO see her
any more. Andrew has no mother. and
his father, who is not very clear
sighted man, sees no change in his boy,