The Holbrook news., 1914-09-04

from the district school trustees ex actly week previous. The name of her new post of duty was Fairville.
 Hawkins picked up a piece of addi- tional information that spurred him on magically. A young lady, stra2- ger, had visited the school teacher at Ferndale the day she left for her new school charge. In fact they had gone away together.
 Miss Markley," decided Hawkins promptly. I'm on the right trail"
 But when he arrived at Fairville he found himself mistaken. Miss Doug las had arrived there a week previous, had delivered her credentials and was teaching at little corner schoolhouse four miles from town. She had come to Fairville alone. Every morning the hired man of the house where sh boarded drove her to her post of duty and every afternoon back home.
 Well, my only play is to get ac quainted with the school teacher" de cided Hawkins, watch her and try to find out where the heiress has gone.
 Pursuant to this plan Hawkins strolled down towards the little red schoolhouse the following day. About two miles progressed, he was merged into an incident of unusual excitement. A buggy came tearing down the road. The driver, man, was thrown out as the animal attached to 1t swung around a sharp curve in the highway. The other occupant, a young lady, shrank back in the seat, terrified and helpless.
 Hawkins did his duty. At some risk he halted the runaway. Of course he was thanked, and of course this led to just what he hoped-a close acquain- tance with the grateful attractive school marm."
 In the course of a few days the cub reporter made a momentous discov- he was with his charming new ac- Quaintance and her eyes frightened at his coming. Love seemed to daunt his journalistic ardor. He cared little 1 now whether he ever discovered the missing heiress or not. His manliness, however, made him vince when he analysed his former motives in trac- ing down Miss Douglas. Hawkins looked pretty serious one evening as he said to her:
 Miss Douglas, I have a confession to make. have learned to love you. And I am a cad-that's right, and l deserve no consideration from you. came here to wilfully sneak into your confidence, to lure you to betray a dear friend. I deserve to be punished, and I suppose when you hear what a villain I was you will tell me to go. All right, I'll be a man and confess the truth" and he blurted out his story.
 Miss Douglas regarded him with wonder-1lled eyes. They did not lose their softness, however. The poor ingenious fellow was so earnest, ! so pathetic, so contrite.
 And you really care for me-a poor ! homeless schoolteacher?" she nur- mured.
 q shall never love anybody else," declared Hawkins. Say you forgive me! Say that after I am gone away you won't quite think me the wretched sneak I have been" i
 Why go away?" asked Mary naive ly. Why, you never asked me a word about Miss Markley."
 ''No, was too ashamed to think of such a thing"
 T certainly forgive you," said Mary with a fond smile. Now for my con fessicn: am not Mary Douglas, but Evelyn Markley."
 Hawkins was thunderstruck. He listened like one in a dream as the young lady told how her tired out friend had been sent by her on a pleas ure journey, how she herself had sought a quiet humble life, where she could be with nature and real friends.
 There was a quiet marriage. flaw kins did not write up the finding of the missing heiress. He simply sent to the Eagle the wedding cards and made a full column of the mystery that had turned out to be } f1rst-class romance. Copyright. 1914. by W. G. Chapman.)