Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1915-03-18

~ NE Qay the cnance or sowing the
whole difficulty of Pegs future
was placed in O'Connell's
hands. But the means were so
distasteful to him that he hesitated
about even telling her.
He came in unexpectedly in the early
ter waiting for him with an English
postmark. Peg had eyed it curiously
off and on for hours. She had turned
it over and over in her fingers and
looked at the curious, angular writing
and felt a little cold shiver run up and
down her as she found herself wonder
ing who could be writing to her father
from England.
When O'Connell walked in and pick
ed the letter up she watched him ex-
citedly. She felt, for some strange rea-
on, that they were going to reach a
crisis in their lives when the seal was
broken and the contents disclosed.
Superstition vas strong in Peg, and all
that day she had been nervous without
reason and excited without cause.
O'Connell read the letter through
twice, slowly the first time, quickly the
second. a look of bewilderment came
across his face as he sat down and
stared at the letter in his hand.
"Who is it from at all?" asked Peg
very quietly. though she was trembling
all through her body.
Her father said nothing.
Presently he read it through again.
cts from England. father, isn't it?''
queried Peg. pale as Il ghost.
eyes, Peg" answered her father, and
his voice sounded hollow and spirit
less.
II didn't know We had friends in Eng
land" said Peg. eying the letter.
II haven't" replied her father.
'"Then who is it from?' insisted Peg,
now all Impotence and with a strange
fear Juggling at her heart.
O'Connell looked up at her as she
stood there staring down. at him. her
big eyes wide open and her lips part
ed. He took both of her hands in one
Of his and held them all crushed to-
gether for what seemed to Peg to be a
long, long while. She hardly breath
ed. She knew something was going
to happen to them both.
At last O'Connell spoke, and his voice
trembled and broke:
"Peg, do We remember one mornin',
years an years ago, when / was 60
in to speak in County Mayo. an we
started in the cart at dawn, an we
thraveled for miles an miles, an we
came to a great big crossin' where
the roads divided an there was 10
signpost. an we asked each other
which one We should take, an we
couldn't make up Jul minds, an 1 left
it to you, an We picked a road. an it
brought us out safe and thrue at the
spot we were maxim for? Do you re-
member it, Peg?"
"Faith I do, father. l remember it
well. Ye called me yer little guide
and said ye'd follow my road the rest
Of yer life. An it's many's the laugh
we had when I'd take We wrong some
times afterward." She paused. "1Vhat
makes We think of that just now IA
tber?"
He did not answer.
SIS it on account O. that letther?" she
persisted.
''It is, Peg" He spoke with difficult
ty, as if the words hurt him to speak.
"We've got to a great big crossin'
place again where the roads branch
off, an I don't know which one to
take"
"Are We goin' to lave it to me again,
father?" said Peg.
'That's what l can't make up me
mind about, dear, for it may be that
y yell go down one road and me down
, the other"
mo, father" Peg cried ~passionately,
that we won't. Whatever the rond