The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1935-03-01
(PART FTVE)
VIII. CHRISTILLY GOES QUEER.

(PART FIvE)
VIII. CHRISTILLY GOES QUEER.
Dec. 30.-In the midst Of my exalt-
alton come disquieting symptoms in
Christilly. I think, now I look back,
that she has been unsettled these past
few days and that occasionally she has
glanced covertly at me as If she feared
I suspected her Of something. Whether
this was so or not, she is in a bad
state now, and I am in a taking about
her.
It revealed itself this morning when
I made a remark to her about Miss
Julie Logan. I knew it would be more
befitting not to bring that name into
everyday conversation, but something
within me craved to hear how it sound
ed on other lips. Nothing could have
been more thought out than the way
I introduced the subject, and yet the
dryness came into my mouth that
makes it so desirable for a public
speaker to have a glass of water handy
"And So" I said, there is a young
lady at the Grand House now, Chris
tilly."
"Is there?" said she, like one cheering
up for a gossip.
did you not know" I said, "that it is
there Miss Julie Logan is saying?"
What Miss Julie Logan?" she asked.
1.-THE young lady," I said patiently,
whom Mistress Lindinnock brought to
the manse the night before last"
II saw no young lady," she said;
there was just the two of you came in,
you and Mistress Lindinnock."
us this temper, Christilly," I de-
manded, cor what is it? You helped
Miss Julie Logan to a glass of black
berry wine; also you carried the Ian
carriage, and you were in front con
versing with her."
Her eyes stood out as in some sud-
den affliction, and, when I stepped to-
ward her, asking if she was i'll. she
cried, God help me-" and rushed out
of the study. What did it portend?
Had I unwittingly opened the door to
some secret the poor soul had been
keeping from me? I was very riven,
and I followed on her heels to the
kitchen, but she had locked the door
and no answer could I get when I spoke
through it to her.
This was very disturbing from such
an excellent woman, and I went on my
knees with the door between us and
called in a loud voice to the malevolent
n to come out of her. I could hear
her wailing ore.
In much perturbation I sped across to
the Five Houses on the chance of find
ing DR.. John, as Posty's wife is down
with a complaint that beats the skill
of her neighbours; she has found out
that she is four years older than she
thought, and though until that moment
in robust health she at once took to
her bed.
Fortunately I got the doctor, and on
our way across I told him of what had
happened. T was relieved to find that
he did not take the matter with my
seriousness; indeed, he was more in
terested in Miss Julie Logan, of whom
he had not heard till now, than in
Christilly's case, which he foretold
would turn out to be tantrums brought
on by my writing 20 many love let
tiers. It seems, though news to me,
that Christilly is responsible for a re-
port that I sit for hours writing love
letters, these being what she has made
of my diary. However meddlesome this
is, it took a load from my mind, and I
was feeling comfortable when he went
off to the kitchen, grinning, and VOW
ing that he would shake her like a
doctors bottle.
He vas gone for a long time, and