The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1903-02-28
MYSTERIOUS
MISS DACRES
By Mrs. Schuyler crowninshield.
Copyright 1901, by j. B. Llpplncott Co.
CHAPTER V.-CoNr1NUEp.


''Yes, Beldon-Nr. Beldon-came in
from the vestibule and down that
central aisle, and as he was coming
the door opened again, and you came
in with that tiresome old DR..
Wynne."
MY dear" said I, excusing her in
my heart, because she was so like
my little Amaranthe-''my dear,
don't speak so. He is dear old gen
tleman Highly recommended by
President Smith, of the Galtersville
college,
''Well, if he bored me with the Lost
Tribes as he bores you, I'd get rid of
him mighty sud- mean as soon as
possible. But to go on, where was
l? Oh, yes, l crouched down behind
the front pew and that man, Beldon,
l think. you said, came down the
aisle. Then you came in and l heard
you all talking. l then felt sure from
the sound of your voices that you
We're coming along to the chancel, SO
1 simply crawled round the corner,
up the side aisle, and while you were
still talking with the officious man
in the back room I was out of the
door and off. Johnny opened the
door for himself, so that l could get
out without it being very apparent"
81 don't see why you hid" said L.
"Why, from Mr.. Beldon. 1 told you
was averse to meeting him. i don't
like his looks at all. won't know
him-simply won't! 1 never saw
many old churches" continued Miss
Dacres, musingly. 'Out in India they
are mostly temples, and such things,
but
$50 you have been in India said.
You have Travelled Il great deal for
so young al
did l say India, really? How
careless ! am. l didn't mean to tell
you now. Perhaps l will sometime,
all about it. In our Wisconsin home
we hadn't, of course, any old
churches, and after mother died
father took me abroad with him."
when you came here you said
that your mother was in town-in
the city, 1 mean-and that your
brother brought out your slippers"
Eyes, you dear old thing" said she,
stroking my knees with her thin
brown hand, 81 know did. / was so
afraid that you would turn me adrift,
Aand / had really nowhere to go. 1
said | was married, too, at least 1
spoke of my little chap at school!
No such good luck for me. Can you
forgive me?"
Poor child!" AS I spoke a tear
: dropped from my eye upon her yellow
curls
Don't cry" she said "Don't cry
for me-" She got up on her knees
and stroked my cheeks. st may be
better some day." She winked very
hard and bit her lip. 81 really
haven't any mother. That is just
good woman who took me in, but her
married daughter came home with
two children and l had to leave 1
could send you to her any time. She
would tell you the same. And that
maxwell, his name was Waldemar,
but he wasn't my brother. am
going to confess all about it. He is
that kind woman's daughters hus-
band. She sent him out here with
my slippers. They are plain people,
and queer sort of people, but I'd
trust them as l would myself l
knew you would not like it, and, in
]. fact, didn't like it any too well my
self. What do you think he did? He
threw gravel against my windows.
Now, did you ever hear of such
thing?-calling respectable girl in
|. that way? Did you hear anything?"
4 Il didn't hear the gravel" said I.
"Then | needn't have told you," she
laughed. 81 was so ashamed when
you discovered it, 1 wrote to his
mother that when she had anything
more to send or any message, or
anything, she must send her son
out in the daytime; but he is en-
nloyed in an automobile factory, as
/ It'd you--that is all true-and he
cant very well get away in the day.
/ Started, for just here I thought
7 heard a faint rumbling sound be-
meath the place where we were sit
ting. ''What is that noise?" L ex-
claimed.
"NoNse9 l DON'T hear any,"