Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-10-03
By HELEN R. MARTIN.
Author 2 "Tillie: A Mennonite Maid"

an apparently philosophical calm" he
 thought. T wonder whether, against | all the stress that will be brought to
 bear upon her, she will with equal
 calmness and philosophy persist in her
 devotion to Abe. I should think she'd
 find it hard to hold out against the
 cold blooded obstinacy of that brutal
 old Morningstar-harder than against
 the woman's warm temper. I fancy
 the Dutchman could be cruel under
 some circumstances. Now, I'm in- clined to think Eunice would fare bet ter if she favored that sheep that came to court her this evening-Hen Muckle- henny. He looks inoffensive and soft hearted, while Abe Morningstar is genuine son of his father-small soul ed, selfish and brutal But she doesn't know that 1t is she Hen came to see, and the Morningstars will take care that she doesn't find it out. I might do her a good turn by telling her on the quiet"
 His meditation turned at last from sheer weariness into another channel, and he fell to thinking of the awkward situation he would have to confront when, on his return to town. he should be obliged to meet Miss Ellery and Miss Parks in his true character. How he was going to carry it off was a question which not infrequently occu- pied his leisure moments.
 q wonder whether Georgiana was in the least shaken out of her orbit by the shock of Eunice's correcting her quotation from Izaak Walton and de- clining to be n recipient of charity that was the damsel's phraseology, if I remember. Probably not. She could hardly forget herself long enough to entertain more than mere passing wonder about another woman.
 Her wishing to give that dress to Eunice-it was not because of any sympathy with Eunice; it was merely an exploiting of herself, an insistence upon her theories. which she feels set her above and apart from the common herd. If something could happen to her to knock out of her her own fool idea of herself and make her just simple, natural girl. why, with such beauty and distinction as she has, she might be very charming woman"
 He took his pipe from his mouth and clasped his hands behind him as he bent back his head to the stars while he dwelt upon the picture of a revised Georgiana which his fancy called up. He was just wondering whether the deception he was playing upon her in his disguise might not be made in some way to work such re- vision in her when his attention was arrested by the sound of approaching carriage wheels.
 In the quiet of the country evening the beat of the horses hoofs could be heard from distance, and he had time to decide that it was no doubt the buggy containing the truant lov- CTS that was coming up the road and to wonder how their return would be met by the angry heads of the house when the vehicle drove in at the barn, and he saw as he strolled in that di- rection that Abe was alone.
 What had the fellow done with Flu nice? Kinross was surprised into "a quick feeling of alarm for the girls safety. He was on tlss point of step- ping after Abe into the barn to in- quire after her when he bethought him that he would do better to keep out of the "mixup."
 Its none of my business. Of course Abe would justly resent my solicitude for the girl"
 So, with the reflection that he was living in the midst of fast thickening he shook out his pipe and went indoors for the night.
 To reach his bedroom he had to pass the opening to the long, narrow hall which led into the redoubtable back building. and it was just as he came to this passage that his step was ar rested by something which gave him a momentary thrill of excitement. The lamp he carried shed light down the passage, and his eye was caught by a white figure moving swiftly and noisc- lessly at the farthest end of it. AL most instantly the figure disappeared. Whether it had run around a turn in the hall or dissolved into ether he could not be sure. Was 1t q wraith or what? Should he pursue it? No; it's garb was too suggestive of a woman's to make pursuit on his part advisable. He would get Mrs. MOrningstars permission to sleep down there some night, and then, If ghost it were. he would surely make its ac- quaiutance.
 With this conclusion and feeling ac- tually exhausted with the evenings succession of episodes he went to bed.
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