The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-07-01
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trouble? I don't want to use the eel
lar"
But then 1 remembered the noise
which had seemed to come from be-
meath my bedroom, and the cause Of
which I was unable to discover through
out the rest of the house.
1--WE might take look at the other
door," finally said. refectively.
We assembled the stairway and went
around the house. Thick vines. reach
ing to my bedroom window. completely
hid the outside cellar door.
1 parted the vines. and found again
the solid foundation wall. This door
way had also been walled up.
Sarah was so greatly impressed by
this new discovery that her excited ex-
broke out anew, and she
again began to plead with me to leave
the place.
Again I sought to quiet her fears by
laughing at her, although it did seem
a trifle strange that my agent should
have walled up the doorways. Twas sat-
isfied he had had it done, and I won
Perhaps, after all, Mrs. Snyder was
right in affirming that there were mys-
teries about the old house. Perhaps
this walled-up cellar was the seat of
supernatural demonstrations, and my
agent had sealed it up for that reason.
81 do not intend to lose any sleep
over it," said, lightly. 'Sonntag must
have had good reasons for doing this.
and can easily find out what they were
by driving over and seeing him. Iwant
to have a talk with him, anyhow"
Here the rumble of wheels reached
my ear. AS I glanced down the road
way and saw the approaching turnout.
why did my heart beat faster and a
dimness cloud my sight?
Mrs. Snyder had also glanced in that
direction. well. now look, Mr.. Mel"
she began, excitedly. "You can see
yourself how dey look. Dey is coming.
Dat is de Morleys."
My heart had given me the informa-
ton before the widows tongue.
There were two persons in the light
toward us at a rapid rate by the spir-
tied horses. could not be mistaken in
the graceful poise of the head and the
general outlines of beauty about the
young lady, nor in the grave dignity of
the man.
The carriage swept along. When
nearly opposite us, the young woman
evidently caught sight of the group
standing back from the roadway, for
she leaned forward and sent glance
past her father toward us. saw, even
though my sight was dimmed by emo
ton, her face turn pale and her eyes ex-
pand. She gave no other sign of rec
ignition, however, and the carriage
swept by.
And this was all. After year of sep
aration, year of longing and home
sickness, was greeted with stare by
the girl who had declared she would al
ways trust and believe in me.
watched the wagon until bend in
the road hid it from view, and then still
looked toward the spot where it had
disappeared.
a touch on my arm recalled my
thoughts. and 1 glanced around into
the solicitous face of my old nurse.
SucSS oC yOulIS NOuldu Is PuIIyS
said Mrs. Snyder. Zach, and you dink
so, too, Mr.. Mel"
eyes, she is beautiful, very beauti-
full" murmured, more to myself than
for answer to the widows clumsy at
tempt at pleasantly.
Sarah's watchful old eyes and the
promptings of her affection for me dis
cerned something more in the fixed
gaze had sent after the wagon than a
suddenly awakened admiration.
''Vhat is id, Mel? Do you know her %
the good soul asked, anxiously.
"I'n tell you some time" answered.
Yes, yes; beautiful indeed was Flor
ence, lovelier than ever, and good and
true-well, 1 did not seem to feel so sure
of her faith. She had passed me by
without extending a salutation. !
could not blame her for not recognizing
me, after the resolve had made, but it
cut me to the heart, nevertheless.
ITO BE CONTINUED