The Daily Alaska empire., 1929-08-03

dPOAl my tSSAOAA9s yONA Nt@Ae I accompanied Sir Richard to the Old Mill, last night, in quest of letters there hid for him by his cousin, MT. Julian"
 Aha? And did ye find it?"
 "I-found it."
 "Och and did ye so? Well, well what of 't?"
 "As I say, aunt, twas I found it!"
 And you say, my dear love, twas yourself found it?"
 "'Twas I, dear aunt" Here my lady hummed snatch of song.
 "Ah, shure, me dear angel,' re- piled the Duchess, there's times yearn for the days ye could go so easily across me knee.'
 "Oh, madaml" shuddered my lady, you become merely shock ingl"
 Here my lady yawned as provok- ingly as possible, whereupon the Duchess merely nodded and spoke thus:
 Which reminds me-did ye see this terrible spectre last night, Helen? This ghost everybody's so full of, the same as sent the rogue Pitt into raving panic-the spirit O Julian Guyfford."
 "Julian's ghost! So this was why Pitt fled? Oh, horrible! but, aunt, you never credit such tales-you don't believe in ghosts surely?" Well, no, me dear-not this morning I think-I1l go walk among me vegetables!s "Go, madam. but methinks you'll , walk alone, for what's become O your jobbing gardener-the odd man?"
 Faith, 'tis wondering I am"
 80 am wondering how you should stoop to familiar talk with such as he-rude, half-witted crea- ture."
 "Hum!" murmured the Duchess. And yet we've got things in your head that look like eyes!" The Marquis of Merivale sat be- heath the cherry-tree and bored small holes in the turf with his cane. Meanwhile in shady parlour on cushioned settle crouched An gela, flushed and softly rebellious while Helen, standing at the case ment, glanced from her dainty love- ,, liness to the distant figure of the Marquis.
 "Weepl" commanded my lady be- tween white teeth. Sob, simpleton sob, or I'll tear thy hairr'
 ''Oh, Helen-why art so strange so cruel harsh to thy poor friend?' gasped Angela, beginning to sob "t-thourt cruel c-cat!" l T know it, miss!" sighed Helen "But-now will you weep?"
 How may I he-help it and" 1 "GoodI" nodded my lady. "Ther do thy weeping here, till I return you hear me?"
 "Yes-but-oh, Helen" But Helen was gone; forth ant
 way she went hurrying yet gra ain.lc , "Ah, Ned!' sighed she, you ex oected my poor, sweet Angela
 left the gentle soul dissolved il 1 oiteous tears-such grief" | "Eh-tears? Grief? But"
 Indeed, the gentle creature
 till breaking her heart for love" No? Oh! Is she though? H; , plague on this flow Althorp!'
 "Tis not for my lord Althor ihe doth pine, Ned" 2 Who, then <. who?" 5 Thy Angela pines for one wh, ' though a poor-spirited, backwar t creature, is yet the creature of he e darling choice. He waits on he e he sighs, ogles, languishes so des a Iperately he will sometimes sit a
 stabbing of little holes in the turf
 How? Why ye powers! Ga t it be that she cares? For me-?" T "Devotedly, Ned! She weeps ht
 loving heart out even now !? in the barbour, Ned"
 He sprang to his feet and walk } cd eagerly towards the house. An
 thus he presently beheld a smal
 desolate figure outstretched upo
 the settle. slim, yet still sol l. enough despite her tears. e "Madamt" said he, and steppe t lightly through the window. Al
 gela, glancing up at him disclose y a sweet. tear-wet face. e "Angela2" he murmured, de: y heart!" and took her in his arm n tenderly but spirited =.
 Beholding all of which my lac If Helen sighed for very sympatf
 and, turning away, wandered ain h less across the wide lawn, and thu
 cspied rough h-looking man wh V now approaching. gave her @ Sealt