The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1909-08-17

sne explained for my bena6t .and wa
~. 70 Know each other very we'll az
rIopie 10 on shipboard. Where is
."iS, 'raham, and may | not go and
'ee her this morning?"
W. uraham hesitated perceptibly
~. settled the question by holding
out my hands for the letters and an,
'nat meant to take a short
Sut 10 the cottage, and would see them
again soon.
usual, the girls were on the
ruiahua, and | dropped the mail in
.r'iAaoeths lap and flung myself ex-
haustedly into the hammock
don't like paying visits" | re-
MARKED, and just hate taking walks
WIN otner peoples husbands"
:, IN, l don't know" replied Gabri-
eiie' i rather like married men-they
are so safe. They never suspect YOU
Vi designs on them II you are pleasant
you know, and
why interrupted Elizabeth. who
nau been turning over the mail
WHATS this? What have you been
buying, Elise? I'm going to look
at it."
She held in her hand a small tissue
paper package about the size of an or
uihary note envelope, and before |
couiu dlsclaim any responsibility for it
she had opened it and was examining
the contents.
on, she exclaimed, look at this"
And, nothing loath. we Joined her
on the steps and looked also. The 1t
eie package contained a small piece of
Diue ribbon, and carefully fastened to
II was a ring of yellow hair Such
pretty hair it was, too, 1t might BE- We
come from the head of little child. it
was so soft and curled so daintily. In
me sunshine it glittered like spun
gold.
Elizabeth put her finger under the
shining ringlet and looked at me
doubtfully.
Where did you get it," she in
CURED, "and what are you going to do
with it?''
i never saw it before" | replied.
thoroughly puzzled.
Gabrielle lifted the ribbon. which
was attached at the top to a piece OF
white note paper evidently for the
purpose Of holding it straight.
There is writing on it," she an
nounced. and we literally put our
beads together to decipher the words
closely written in pencil.
ct" I need you" read Elizabeth. "'Do
not delay"
There is more l continued Ills
ten:
And another voice is calling,
Oh. it cometh from the sea,
With an undertone of danger
But there's work for you and me- -
What does it mean questioned
Gabrielle. Elise, you brought it here:
you must know
Indeed l don't. l got the mail
and"
paused as a sudden light dawned
upon me.
It's his" l exclaimed lucidly; and
went on to explain that Mr. Graham
had given me our mail very hurriedly
as Lady Edith was waiting for him
and doubtless the little package had
: slipped in between two letters.
Elizabeth was folding the tissue
paper carefully about the piece OF
ribbon.
1T is his, of course" she said, land
we must return it. But, oh, dear, how
I wish | had not opened it,"
"What l want to know" remarked
Gabrielle, who was of very inquiring
disposition, lis this: Why does Mr. Ora
ham carry a piece of yellow hair
around in his pocket. when his wife's
hair is almost black?"
Il wish | had not opened it," re
peated Elizabeth. who was really
9 troubled. How shall l ever explain
: doing it? And to whom shall we re
turn ito"
, We discussed the question long and
, anxiously. and finally determined &c
S inclose the package in an envelope
addressed to Mr. Graham, and send il
/ to the cottage by Mary Anne. with a
t verbal message that he had given it to
| us by mistake.
2 And" concluded Gabrielle, 1--WE
4 won't ask any questions as to whose
= hands it falls into. although l should
like to know all about it,"
CTO BE CONTINUED)