The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-03-15
MISS ANGELS MESSENGER
BY ETTA w. FIERCE.

and the show at the door was as gooo as 'tother inside
 She was dressed in a shiny cloak bordered with feathers, and where II fell back her gown showed snlny, too. Two other folks were with her--a stout lady. with her head well up in the air. a tall, fair dude, who wore violets in his button-ho The giri | carried bunch of violets, too. 5he I looked like an angel
 When I had sold out my papers and I got a sandwich from the woman Tn the alley I sneaked back to the opera house door to see the show come out. | Presently that girl apeared again, but with another mana fat, dafk party, who wore blazing stone Tn his shirt front and mustaches twisted up at the corners. The girl looked tired, | and something seemed to have gone | amiss with her.
 | I didn't see her again till the day she came to our court. She and l got to be first-class friends. Many ham | per her eoachman tugged up our rick ety stairs, and mother and neve: | lacked for food nor fire from that l time out. She was everywhere among | the poor of the district. l began to 1 think it must be mighty unpleasant 1 business, too, for she got paler and sadder all the time.
 l The weather turned cold and there was snow, and the rich folks were sleighing in the park. So thought 1T | went that way I might catch l glimpse of Miss Angel, and I did. For whom are you looking, Bobby?' says she.
 For you, Miss Angel" says I. and | came near letting out a yell of pure | joy. Twas her own self, in walking dress with fur on it, and her hands | thrust into a init of a huff. She wore violets again in her breast and l smelled lem, and they were sweet. But we didn't have a talk. She hadn't fairly settled herself on the bench with me when along came the fat, dark man, with the big stone in his shirt front.
 | T saw you fram afar, Edith" says he; pray, allow me-" And he just showed me aside and squeezed himself down beside Miss Angel. I'm glad | to see you abroad again, Edith" says i he; q called repeatedly during your 1 illness, but your servants refused to admit me-
 They obeyed my orders," says Miss Angel. very cold and stiff like.
 q see that you bear me some grudge, says he. Maybe it Is about Dacre. An he Is a sad dog-that Dacre"
 And who has helped Dacre in his downward way?" says Miss Angel and her voice was uncommon sharp.
 Well really, I don't pretend to know" says the fat man. Some say it Is that French actress, Bebe, ant that she has a mysterious forest bow CT at Hemlock Hollow. few miles out of the city, to which Dacre makes
 frequent pilgrimages. I have reason
 to think the rumor true. Dacre is
 great favorite with your sex Iner his fast male companions@" "Stopi It is contemptible, sir, te
 islander the absent! Dacre's closes
 companion has been yourself, Colone
 Hay. To you he owes his financia
 ruin. AS for the other charge. and
 she grew as white as chalk, I'll tell you frankly I do not believe word of it. Dacre Is the victim of crafty foe, who follows him in the guise oi friend"
 My dear Edith" said the fat man
 "are you not a little unreasonable? did not suspect you could so sharply
 resent my honest statements To bt sure, Dacre was once your lover. and you broke the engagement because your father insisted upon it."
 You poisoned my fathers mind against Dacre," says she. and. being lill, he believed all that you said"
 You refuse to believe in his little errors? We'll, here is a message which he gave me to wire not an hour ago"
 He thrust a paper under her eyes. II didn't have on my company man ners, and I looked, too. This Is what I read:
 q sail tomorrow for Australia, to begin life over again. I must take Bebe with me; I cannot bear to leave her Will come tonight"
 You have said enough!" says Miss Angel. .Leave me now, Colonel Hay .'' His face grew black as thunder. but he got up from the bench and went away. She sat awhile, looking down at the ground: then says she:
 Bobby, if you had a friend whom you had loved and trusted long time, and you should see him lying very low I-perhaps in the dust at your feet. and all the world turned against him-tell me. what would you do?'' 1 why, lend him a hand, of course" says I.
 She bent and kissed me-heaven and earth! Yes she kissed me! Bobby" says she. T don't know where Mir Dacre can be found, and had I asked Colonel Hay he would not have told me. Yet I must send Dacre token, and it must reach him to- night" I pricked up my ears T have not servant that I can trust with such a matter" says she, a"and time preSSeS-I cdnHol seeh lar lor ny messenger.
 If you've anything to send Mir. Dacre. I'll take it." says I.
 She opened her purse and took out gold ring engraved with some motto that I couldn't read.
 She wrapped the bit of gold in a banknote. Her eyes were full of tears.
 If MT. Dacre is going to visit that Bebe tonight" said l, whats the mat ter with Hemlock Hollow?" I remem- bered that the fat man had mentioned HemIock Hollow as the place where the actress lived.
 Hemlock Hollow was black as pitch when the train stopped there, I hap pened to be the only passenger that got off. A stationmaster came out on the platform swinging a lantern and stretching his jaws, as if he'd just walked up I asked if he'd seen young gent get off there that night in light overcoat. He concluded that he remembered such a party, because he'd hired a carriage that run from the station and gone away on the swamp road.
 where's the swamp road?" says I.
 He pointed straight before us into the darkness.
 Does woman named Bebe stop round there?" says I.
 "I never heerd tell of her" says he.
 wasn't going to blab secrets, so I stuck my tongue into my cheek and made off as fast as my legs could carry me. The weather had turned killing cold. My teeth clicked faster than telegraph. The sky was cloudy, but there was a moon somewhere over
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