Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1907-05-10
NO. a..


yet he was the girls superior In all
ways. It was her ingenuousness and
Innocence that appealed to him. He
had come to betray, and yet he could
not do It. He loved, and yet he hest
tated to go further. More education
and refinement, more contact with the
world, and she would be a woman to
be proud Of. and yet there was her an
cestry-the impossible In the environ
ments that had surrounded her for 30
many years and must have their due
effects
When man trusts woman he has
limits. When woman trusts a man,
she has none. She is ready to give
her whole life to him. Arthur Griggs
knew that be had won the maiden's
love, and II was for him to make
choice. Should he return and betray
the stills hidden away In Laurel Cove
and then disappear and be seen no
more, otsAould he report that none ex-
listed antxtake away q mountain bride
and the good wiz Ok the fOwaS peoNlpf
Love carried the day. 1t was to tho
credit of human sentiment that It was
80. But before this determination was
reached the young man walked alone
on the mountains. No one followed
him this day. 1t was Sunday, and tho
mountaineers were smoking their pipes
as they rested. Their suspicious had
been lulled. They had kept their eyes
open and whispered among themselves
whispered and smiled On this day,
as he walked under the giant chest
nuts and made his way through the
laurels, young Griggs came upon a
man. The revenue force had grown
impatient with his dilatory tactics and
had sent an emissary, to see and ques-
ton him. The two talked for half an
hour as they leaned against the trunk
Of great tree at the edge Off thicket.
When they separated. the revenue man
knew that nothing. further could be OK
pected from the spy. He had shut his
eyes to all but the song Of love. It.hed
been useless to talk to him Of duty.
He had come as q spy, but had sold
the government out.
After the talk Griggs walked away a
few rods and sat down on a rock. from
which he could see far down the side
OF the grim old mountain, He could
count the cabins of the mountaineers
scattered about, and he could look
down into Beaver Cove and Halfway
Cove and Halpin's Hamlet. 1t was
day of peace, with the smoke ascend
ing as straight as an arrow and the
birds singing and the squirrels chatter
ing about him. He felt good. There
was burden off his mind and Joy In
his heart now that he had made his de-
cision. In the evening he would see
Tilda and tell her that he loved her.
In the evening he would see her father
and ask her hand in marriage. He
was smiling as his eyes roved over the
landscape beneath him when a step
caused him to turn his head.
'Tilda, you here" he cried as he
sprang to his feet with the light Of
love in his eyes and his arms out
stretched.
She drew herself up and waved him
away
"But, Tilda, what IL itT'
She was pale and hard lines had
come into her face. The girl look was
searched for In vain. There was suf-
fering In her eyes, but determination
In the compressed lips
II was In the thicket when you talk
ed with that man dad and l." she said
at last. dad has gone for his rife to
shoot you like dog. l am here to tell
you to CO."
'TBut II you heard US talking you
know that would not agree to what
the man wanted"
"You came her as spy. II you
hadn't fallen In love with me you
would have betrayed my own father.
In love with mel I in love with n
revenue spy! Cor
But listen, Tiida. II came here
under false pretenses r.
1--WE are poor and humble" she in
terrupted az she drew her skirts away
from him. I'VE are plain and uneaN-
Gated. We have nothing before us
nothing but this to look forward to.
You are learned, and you may be rich.
You have the whole world before you,
and you know how to be happy, but
tho meanest, lowest one among our
men IL a king beside youl Cor
He paused for ten seconds In hopes
to sec her face soften, but 1t was like
stone. She motioned again, and he
went In Ave minutes no was out Of
sight down the side Of the mountain,
and rough old Abe Goodman was
standing over his weeping daughter
and saying to her in sympa thstic tones:
THAR thar, little one, don't cry.
The Lawd made women to bar crosses
and to stand trubble, and II you'll Jest
look up to him he'll bring you into
smooth WATERS and send along Teller
of husband wuth forty hosses and