Middletown transcript., 1902-11-15

at their case The two young men dranl
prudently and then passed their snuf
boxes to each other with grave politeness
for smoking was much less common /
century ago than it is now, and snuff
taking was in great vogue.
On the morrow Priscilla and Jock tool
up their journey to the Line, their pun
having been brought from the woods anC
the Englishman's horse harnessed to it
When they drove of, it was with th'
conviction fixed in both their minds tina
the identity Of Jock was undiscovered
and Priscilla said thankfully as they
drove past the scene Of their late terrible
adventure, where still lay some reminder
of it in the blood-stained snow, although
the wolves had returned and picked clear
the bones:
"How thankful We should be for all
for our release from danger and that yol
were not recognized by the lieutenant.
"Ehi Missy, yes, bress de Lawd; but i
Jest do seem as eff de lieutenant spoke
somehow bout de doctor, but Ise sc
Hamstigated dat l can't jest recomember. y
"Oh, no, he did not" said Priscilla
calmly. "Just the last thing Lieutenant
Digby said, I hope your aunt will stand
the journey well, and his friend said,
Yes, it is long journey for an old per-
son of her age -
Eyes; SO he did, SO he did, Missy"
Jock stood the journey excellently and
reached Canada safely, and Priscilla, leav-
ing him in goods, drove back to Gran
vile. She had been absent six days,
having spent one day and two nights
with her Aunt Mercy. Her parents were
thankful indeed to see her, and more
thankful still when they learned other
rescue from great danger. Lieutenant
Digby and his friend were in the neigh
borhood, and called the day following
her return to inquire Of her welfare, and
the latter to receive back his horse.
Priscilla's parents were greatly pleased
with him and with Lieutenant Digby
likewise, finding him much improved
in manner and appearance. Indeed, the
Drained lieutenant, as he was called
was not so rattle-brained after all, and
could on occasion appear almost as sedate
as his friend. As he had promised him
self to turn over a new leaf, he assured
himself there was never better oppor-
tunity than the present to begin turning.
"And shall I see you in Newcastle?"
asked Mr.. Stanley as he held Priscilla's
hand at parting.
They were alone for the moment, and
his eager gaze took mental picture OF
her beautiful face and figure.
II think SO. I have promised Portia
to 60, and it may chance that we may see
each other"
"Do you-may hope that you will be
glad to see me?"
~ shall not be sorry" she answered,
blushing slightly, and with this reply he
was forced to be content His lively
friend, ACCOMPANIED by Eben and Give,
now appeared, and soon the two rode
away, while Priscilla returned to her
wheel, spinning many an odd, quaint
fancy with her fax as her slippered feet
rose and fell gently on the treadle.
In the same room sat her mother at
the big loom, weaving a piece of flannel
for blankets. Atthe end were red stripes.
dyed with madder by the mistress herself
and the woof and warp had all been spun
On the big wheel in the corner by Lindy,
the hired help, who now came into the
long kitchen and set ita wLirriIig in long,
sven strokes with the wheel pin as she
stepped back and forth with rhythmic
The wheel whirred, the
DOM creaked, the little wheel buzzed and
he flames roared in the big open chimney
where. over the FIRE, bubbled the big pot
lung on the crane. On the long hearth
tone lay the big yellow cat, the only idle
hing about the farmhouse, for Captain |
Brown and Ben were threshing wheat |
nd Give was cleaning it with the hand
ieve at the open barndoor.
In the days that followed, Priscilla
hought often of her new friend, and
'ondered as she spun her tow and linen
nd sewed in the afternoon her long,
rhite seams, what he was doing and
neither she should indeed see him when
% visited at the Governors; and then
thought of the latter's attention,
tile frown would gather on her forehead
II they did not please her. Sometimes.
a the contrary, they gave her great un-
lsiness, for there was vehemence, not
say nerceness, in his middle-aged WOO
g, alarming to her maidenly reticence.
His wife had been dead but a year.
-iscilla well remembered the only time
q had seen the pale, pretty woman. 1t
Is when she was quite child, and the
oyernor's barouchs, with its six out
lers, footmen and pages, swung heavily
|, to the door of she farmhouse and
iseilla herself carried to the lady glars +;
milk. She saw the sumptuous white
tin lining and solid silver trimmings
tn the gilt tassels and the richly ca
risoned horses and liveries of the men,
til awestruck mind. And now she
ight, if she chose, have all this mag
6cence for herself.
Ahl but she did not choose. She had
omised to give the Governor his answer
her next visit, and since seeing him
4, loves young dream had shown her
Oh visions Of new joys that she could
lrce bear to think Of the portly red-
ed Governor in his gorgeous waistcoats
d velvet coats Even the thread lace
files whichfell over his fine, aristocratic
nds brought with the remembrance q
aim Of disgust, for with those same
nds be had tried to draw her toward
n one day to imprint kiss on her fair,
wing face. But she had broken away,
/ he, more in love than ever at her :
idenly modesty, had said, gayly; s.
tAhi my little Puritan, sometime / =