The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1909-07-03

II was very pleasant to hear her
moving about, and when she called up
to us with laugh that the hanging
shelf had fallen, coming down upon
the coal shovel and scuttle. we
laughed also, and felt a weight lifted
from our hearts.
Them ropes was rotten" announced
Mary Anne laboriously ascending the
stairs, and it's mercy | didn't set
the cream there to raise as usual.
which. praise be given, didn't Don't
you worry no more, but go to bed and
I'll make some chocolate to warm you
like, for it's very comfortin to the
innerds on a night like this"
1t was acceptable advice, and we
gladly followed II, but as we left the
kitchen ! CHANGED to glance back and
saw Mary Anne at the cellar door,
her head bent and her whole bearing
tense and alert--much the attitude OF
dog who waits an expected command
in its masters voice.
Yet when she appeared upstairs a
little later. carrying tray with three
cups of steaming chocolate, and filled
with motherly solicitude as to our com.
fort, she was merely respectable,
middleaged servant, whose opinions
one would receive with due respect.
She had rearranged her dress. and her
manner wass quite natural and COM
posed as she drew aside the curtain
and looked into the night. with com.
ment on its wildness.
We Joined her at the window, and
as we stood looking out a beam of
light pierced the enveloping darkness,
casting a broad path. across the black
water, and we could see little boat
making its way around the point of
the island-now riding the waves gal.
lantly, now tipped so far to one side
1t seemed certain to capsize.
Our friend the searchlight," re-
marked Gabrielle. in the tone of one
who welcomes an old acquaintance,
but smothered sound as the little
boat careened dangerously caused me
to glance curiously at Mary Aanne.
She was leaning against the window
frame, and was evidently in pain, for
her face was livid and her breath came
IN snort SaSps.
IT'S nothing, Miss Elise" she nut.
tered as she caught my eye. THE
dyspepsy ketches me around the cart
now and then. And to think of some
mothers son in that little cockle-shell
tonight! Come. now, get into bed
and drink your chocolate while
it's OF
Il think" remarked Elizabeth, as
she slipped approximately, that Mr.
Benefits boat will be beaten to pieces
against our slip tonight wish we
could get into the boathouse for such
emergencies. You must make your
brother get us key, Mary Anne"
Yes, miss" said Mary Anne quietly.
tried to say something, but found
myself suddenly too sleepy to articu-
late, and saw Mary Anne retreat with
the empty cups as though through
veil.
| slept heavily that night, and
dreamed that Gordon Bennett made
boathouse of our cellar in spite Of
our remonstrances to the contrary. |
also had a curiously vivid impression
of Mary Anne and a candle passing
and repassing my door, but when |
tried to call out and ask her what she
wanted | could make no sound, and
could only struggle with the oppressed,
smothering sensation which Elizabeth
said always accompanied nightmare.
| was willing to take her word for 1t.
never having experienced 1t myself.
but ] did not like it, and mentally re-
solved to drink no more chocolate at
night If it produced such unwelcome
after-effects. - y
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