The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-07-01

will remember she is plain Friend of good
repute and no consort for the painted
women of the stage nor for the male jack
anapes who prink and skip thereon"
"Nathan Bee cried the young actor,
81 will endure Friend Ogleby's remarks
with patience he is my superior in years
and the father of one | love, but open your
lips again to let such epithets escape them,
and will knock you down"
81 am man of peace but thee will not
lay thy hand upon me, )" said Nathan but
he removed himself little further from
the group.
'No more words need be wasted,' said
Friend Ogleby. my daughter is not for
thee, nor such as thee. Go thy way thou
hast taught my girl to forget the plain
language, and to long for the ways Of the
worlds people. l will take care she never
sees thee again"
He caught his daughter by the arm and
led her away through the snow. Nathan
fingered behind.
perhaps thine eyes will turn green and
thy nose red instead of NINE" he said.
1.-THE dainty morsel yonder is made for thy
betters, master clown"
4 moment more and he lay upon his
back on the bridge and Harry stood over
him with double fists and heavil chest.
Have a care,' he cried "there is
murder in my heart when l look at you
and think Of Lettuce
Lettce heard the words, and, turning,
stretched her arms imploringly toward
him. And thus she vanished from his sight
as he entered the wood-path
"And | must leave her., he sighed 81
must leave her to those two men. Can she
have the strength to remain true to me 20
He walked on rapidly for the shadows
were gathering and the railroad station was
far away. Once he stood aside, for his
quick ear caught a dull, heavy foot fall and
a low, muttering voice.
AS he did so, the heavy figure OF tramp
passed by The besotted face, the form
resembling that of gorilla more than that
of a man, were dimly seen in the twilight.
But he was glad he had not encountered
the creature who seemed the worst of his
kind He waited till the thud of his feet
could be heard no more before he took TO
the path again and soon found himself in
tl,n Ior nYt e tln Il,
it we'll, he did not fear to lose himself, but
kept upon his way until he stumbled upon
something on the road. Something that
was neither log, nor stone, nor fallen
branch. For as his foot struck it, it moved
and moaned
The habit Of cigar-smoking provides a
man with matches. The young actor drew
one from its case, struck it on his boot, and
held the flaming stick close to the face OF
the PROSTATE person. 1t proved to be an
old mans face, over which blood was
trickling from wound in the head. To
stop the bleeding seemed his first task. He
drew a white silk muller from his neck
and bound up the head, and in moment
or two the old man spoke.
"This is friend ?" he gasped.
eyes, said Harry Hayden, kindly, "a
friend, old gentleman. What has happened
here?"
81 have been assaulted, robbed, by a
drunken tramp" said the old gentleman,
81 am unable to Iise-I may be dying
"Keep up your heart said Harry 81
have something here that may help you
lie drew pocket-ilask from his breast
and put it to the old mans lips and soon
had tue pleasure of finding that he grew
stronger, then slowly and carefully assisted
him along the path. Once his charge
stumbled and fell, clutching at his gar
ments as be did So Something was torn,
he knew but it was not until he reached
the road and assisted the old gentleman
into little sheltering house near the
trough where the stage-horses stopped to
water, that he saw that button had been
pulled oil his long coat.
~ am much better now," said thc old
man, and the stage will be here in half
an hour | need delay you no longer But
tell me the name of my good friend and
preserver.'
Harry had glanced at his watch. He
saw that only hard run could enable him
to reach his station in time for the train,
and that his company might start without
him was not pleasant thought.
"Glad | have been of assistance he
answeEed and sped away as fast as his long
legs could carry him. He reached the
station only in time to spring upon the last
car as it started.
The train did not stop at the next station,
nor at the next. At the third it came to
pause. There was a little commoton on
the platform, and two men entered. They
spoke to the conductor, and advanced to
where Harry sat.
"Your name is Hayden ~ said one.
''Harry Hayden" replied the young
man.
In a moment the other produced pair
of handouts.