The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1898-06-24

Paris, but that, not liking that city, she
was going to Edinburg Ia a similar ca
paclty.
No reply came to the telegram we
sent, and Miss Dalrymple seemed In no
hurry 10 20 away. And Sarah Grlbble.
the younger of the two girls, would not
be friendly TO the stranger, notwith-
standing her mothers circumstances.
Her gentleness Is nothing but art,
mother; her amiabIlity Is assumed. You
are blind to her real character; she is n
compound Of cunning and sellshness,'
said Sarah.
The rustic Of Dress outside the door
caught Sarah's sharp cans, and sudden
iy opening the door, she found Miss
Dalrymple standing there. With
fash Of whitening scorn Sarah confront
edcd her.
rs II necessary to stand with your
car to the keyhole, listening to our con
versationY' she asked.
'Surely you cannot mean II, Miss
Sarah7 You do not know what cruel
things you are saying! But will leave;
have no wish to create discord be-
tween mother and daughter"
After her departure | learned that
she had sold her travelling trunks to
Mrs. Gribblc, on the excuse that they
were far too large for her small ward
robe, which she took away In n glad
stone bag. l resolved never again to
play the knight errant In such fash
ion to strange damsels In distress.
would you like to see how the mem
bers Of the swell mob enjoy them
selvesT' asked Tom Poole one evening
some two months after my adventure
with the blue-cyed orphan. There Is n
ball and supper tonight to raise funds
for the defense Of that scoundrcl Bat
son, who nearly killed one of our men
when caught committing burglary. as
you VIII remember"
The janitor at the door demurred at
first, and mildly declared that we had
no right of entrance, the affair going
on upstairs being quite private one,
but Tom Poole declared that If any fur
Their delay took place In opening the
door he would raid the place. That
threat was effectual, for possibly some
of the gayly dressed men and women
had property In their possession for
which they would have found 1t diff
cult to account.
'Do you see any one you recognlzeT'
he whispered.
mo" l replied, puzzled.
'The lady whose figure you admired
ut st. pnncras," he went on; "see, there
| she is, with her face turned to the girl
behind her"
| looked In the direction indicated
and was more puzzled than ever. The
girl possessed the splendid form of tn,
yelled lady we had seen at st. Pan
cras, and her hair was Of the reddy
gold that was so much affected some
time ago by the ladies'; In all other re
spects she was exactly like Miss EvelyT
Dalrymphe, the glorious blue eyes, es
pecially.
But Evelyn's hair was dark brown
when took her home with me to Mrs
Gribble's, hence my bewilderment. Blu
as the girl turned In our direction, anC
l had clear view of her face, my
doubts vanished Sarah Gribble hat
been right; the orphan was n fraud.
Rather more than year afterward
happened to be nj the central station
Manchester, seeing n chum Off to Soutl
Wales by the 1890 express. The trail
had just gone when cab dashed up
and lady alighted. II needed only ,
glance to satisfy me that Evelyn Dial
rymple had again turned up, and EVIL
IDENTITY In her old character, for on thu
cab were two trunks and large port
mantcau.
Before she could fix upon train tina
would enable her to get away with he
booty, had hurriedly told n railwa.
constable what knew Of the lady, an
she was arrested.
At the sessions n string of conviction
were proved against her, and the M
pcnling glanccs of her beautiful blu
eyes were powcrless to induce the II
cordcr to give her another chance"
you are dangerous woman, an
society must be rid of you for n consit
cradle period. Ten years penal scrv1
tude.'
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