The Forrest City times., 1900-02-02

Myes! Do you think she will catch on to the elopement?"
 V, she is not to know. will 6rd out the route she goes by and you win ioliow at distance and keep her in sight Then if she gets into any diff. cuitles-and l feel sure she will-vou can rush to the rescue and earn her eternal gratitude"
 Supposing she sees me earl.- :, tbe 1aunt and smokes the trick?" "fou must take care she doesn't. If you Keep behind her all the time. she wont be able to see you"
 Bob Falk was very much in love win pretty Lydia Darrell, and he would have attempted anything that bore the smallest promise of advancing the date of their marriage. Besides, at that moment the young woman of the I- nrary, who, knowing them by sight and dlvining love affair, had humanely left them alone in the back room for a lew minutes, returned with an apolo- getlc and at the same time decided ex. pression.
 For one of the results of Lady Ju- dlth's harsh policy in ordering that not at home" was to be said to Mir. Talk, and in exercising strict censor shlp over the letters received by her niece, was that Lydia had hit upon the idea of the library as a meeting place, and Bob put messages in the agony col umn when he wished to communicate with her. Lydia, of course, could write 10 him.
 Tn consequence of information re- ceived," as the police say, Bob Falk started in pursuit of Lady Judith, par tially disguised in suit of very old clothes and peculiarly villainous cheap hat.
 By the time the quarry had passed the one hundredth milestone from Lon- don, Bob was unable to resist an inyol- untary feeling of admiration for her pluck. She rode hills which most of her sex would have walked. She took no heed of the chaff which from time to time foated round the unaccustomed spectacle of her bloomers. She kept up steady pace, and stuck to her ar- ranged route with an accuracy that materially helped the pursuer.
 At the close of the third day-dur- ing which she had beaten her previous record-Lady Judith stopped at way side hostelry. Hitherto Bob had avoid ed the hotels which she favored with her patronage, but now there was no help for it. He must either put up in the same building or ride on five miles to the next town.
 He thought that if he avoided the front of the house, and effaced himself among the people in the bar parlor, she would never notice him. After all, if she did, she was scarcely likely to suppose that he was there on her ac- count.
 He loitered about for some little while, in order to give her time to settle down in her place, and then walked into the bar. The next minute he emerged agan with singular alacrity.
 What am I to do? I suppose they won't have her in the best rooms in that get-up, and she's too tired to go on. If I interfere, it is ten to one that she only hates me all the more for see ing her. It seems brutal to do nothing, CT at least not to try, but no woman could forgive a man who had seen her in such a plight. By love. If there were only some evidence. All's fair in love. especially in a case like this"
 Heprowled disconsolately to the back of the building, cursing his luck and wondering what he should do. There he hit upon an individual who evidently combined cycling with photography.
 A brilliant idea sprung into his brain. He engaged the amateur photographer in conversation, and explained his de- sire. The kodak changed hands, and so did a gleaming yellow coin. There was some shuffling of new films. Then Bob Falk took hasty snapshots of the back and front view of the building in order to divert suspicion from his real purpose. After that he conveyed the kodak to the bar.
 Some little time after her return from Scotland Lady Judith received very singular letter: It ran:
 Dear Lady Judith-I have a dozen of the inclosed. What should you recom- mend me to do with them?
 Yours truly, ROBERT TALK"
 The inclosed was a photograph. She removed the silver paper hastily and saw. |. Well, you see, when the land lady of that hotel positively re- fused to admit her to any of the rooms used by ladies, on the ground that her costume would do harm to the estab- lishment, she had consented to take her meal in the barroom, and put up with an attic-rather than proceed further in her exhausted state. She had regret ted this weakness ever since. She only hoped that no knowledge of the insult which she had allowed to be heaped upon the cause would come to the ears of her strong-minded sisters.
 Now she saw before her eyes visible presentment of the escene-herself in her semi-manly garments seated at a small table to the right, discussing provisions. To the left knot of common men. and the apDaratuS of the bar If was bad