The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1897-06-19

~ sSr1Ely< niece had left
| 10 M1S%k%M. on the rest of their
| SSN lExI No party at the ho-
Vs'E N NJ tel, to recover
IN zen NNO from the effects
W A%G-;ys of a rough pas
f.5zznSs$yNM0 sage, and had
~ (SIHWSSf u started ont to
" explore tn Q
quaint old town.
The iaunting car ratified along
through the crooked streets, and
turned into q wide, smooth avenue,
whose hawthorn hedges were white
with blossoms. and whose wayside
trees covered it with cool, deep
shade; then back again into the
crooked streets, where detachment
of soldiers passed them. "Look /"
cried Emily with girlish enthusiasm,
'fhere are some Highlanders
A band came next, followed by sew
eral carriages, while noisy rabble OF
hooting. barefoot children and bois-
ferrous men and women struggled after.
"What is the matter?" she asked OF
the driver, who had stopped his horse
: to let the procession pass.
sits O'Brien, MISS" he explained.
"Hell be after spakin' in the park, the
day, and they're fearful av riot,
miss"
The procession was long one, and
they waited several minutes for. 1t to
pass. Just as they started on again,
Emily, happening to look across the
street, saw man, evidently tourist,
: hastily shutting up small camera.
, 'sAuntie," she almost gasped, 81
actually believe that man has beer
; taking a photograph OF us!"
! Miss Briggs looked quickly, but they
{ had turned q corner, and he was out o
i sight. "Well, it can't be helped, she
I said laughingly, but with an indignan
: pink flushing up into her cheeks. 81
} serves us right for making spectacle
6 of ourselves by getting on to such al
: outlandish conveyance.
Q On the following day, while Mis-
Briggs sat alone in the parlor OF tn
. Imperial Hotel, busily engaged wit
!, her journal, Emily entered, her ha
awry and her face glowing.
Fl "Lookl" she cried breathlessly
"Here is sketch / made this after
noon, auuti4 ]. did it in sepia. AM
oh, I've had such an interesting ex
periencel We all went up to Shan
don churchyard, and old Mr.. Lum'
took me up in the tower to read tn
inscription on the bells. When W
came down again, you. couldn't cues
who was standing in the churchyard
by Father Prout's tomb"
Miss Briggs held the sketch off a
arms length, surveying it critically
and shook her head.
"Well, it was that man who too
our picture yesterday. As soon as b
saw me, he came directly towards me
He took off his hat with as friendly
smile as if we had always known eac
other, and said, Pardon me. miss. ar
you not the young lady whom l sa
yesterday on a jaunting car while tn
procession was crossing the bridge
/ was so amazed / did not know whs
e to say, and he began at once to apollo
n gize and explain. He said he was on
with his camera, taking pictures {
is interesting types of Irish character
i and was attracted by our coachman
" face. He paid no attention to us nj
a. til we were driving away. Then
-, saw me. but did not notice you pa
:" tlcularly. While he was developer
the picture, that afternoon, he was
most startled, he told me, as your fe
lures gradually appeared on the plat
He said They bear such striking r
eemblance to one knew years ag
Will you allow me to ask ii the Lac
Mt with YOU was a Miss Briggs? Mi
Caroline Briggs?"
Emily paused to note the effect
e. her words, and Miss Briggs looked I
N aIs with lively interest depicted on eve
ri feature.
go oni she demanded.
: "Just then Mr.. Lumb came hurr
ing up and slapped him on the bac
and said, 'Hullo, Fritzie, old boyl
it really YOU? 1t must have be-
4 sFriIzie, old boy, for they began tai
y ing about old times, and forgot n
existence ever so long. Then NJ
= Lumb introduced him-Howe,
' Power, or some such name. HI
.r stopping at our hotel. and is going
IT join our party till we reach Belfast
4 4 Emily paused to observe the effe'
=, "a Miss Briggs opened her mouth as if
n say something, gave little gasp 8
= closed it again.
.It's Frederick Powell!" she
= clared with an air of conviction.
9 know it! Yes, / knew him fifte
3 years ago." She looked out of
window moment as if consideriI
and then went on In her concise, m
~ ter offact way. "We were to ha
" been married then. but we had gu
K rel and the engagement was broken {
ce 1t was good thing. We were bc
h. high strung and obstinate, and ne'
r, could have learned to agree"
no Miss Briggs gave this little bit
~ personal history as unconcernedly a.
she were speaking of the anci
r. Greeks, and began to gather up
' s.. writing material. Emily looked at
curiously, wondering if there co,
. have been spark of sentiment in S,
an a severely practical nature.
~ "He showed me the photograp
,s..s said Emily. as they climbed the sts
- together. ssIt was bad, even for
ing amateur. Only the buck of my b