Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 11, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 1 September 1888 — Page 7

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BRILLIANTS.

HowW Worn the wxuJlxig

There to gold, and ben

Uy bluest reins to kiss a band that Icings Have lipp*d, and trembled kissing.

Drink to roe only with thine eyes. And I will piedge with mine Or leave a Ids* within the cup.

And I'll not look tor wine. —Ben Jooeoa.

•Jenny kissed me when we met. Jumping from the chair she sat in. Time, you thief! who lore to gee

Sweets Into your list, pot that laSay I'm weary, say I'm sad

Say

that health and wealth hare missed mag "Say I'm growing old, but add— Jenny kissed me. —Leigh Hunt.

One Night.

"There** the shotgun, Molly, an! here :is my revolver. Both loaded." "Yes, Tom." "Now mind, child, there Isn't one chance in ten thousand that there will :*e a soul uear you. If I thought there was, Molly, I wouldn't leave you. You understand that?" •Yes, Tom •'If anybody does come, it will be a neighbor or a neighbor's bov. The bandits and desperadoes have all joined traveling shows If you don't go scaryou will be all deat&,

lng yourself to right." "Yes, Tom." "But there's a lot of tnoral support in a sh»oUng-iron, and maybe you 11 feel a little safer with these.'

He stooped kiss her, feeling her lips tremble a little a# he touched thern. Hut she smiled as she raised her bead, and her good-by was quite steady. ••Plucky little tiling," he said to him self, as he rode dow the trail at along swinging lope.

At 14 Mary Allisons mother died Then her father, with broken health and spirits, gathered up the wreck of his fortunes and went away to the green wilde. ness of a Kansas ranch, leaving the girl in an Eastern* school. Tom college course being at an end, he went with his father, and presently found himself making prolltablo business or sheep to the remembered rhythm •Greek and Latin classics. When, four vears later, Miss Allison had been prop

I rly graduated with much

"What do you want?" She came forward a step to say it, and try not to let her heart choke her voice. nit up one weak appealin

The figure p» hand, uttered an Inarticulate sound, ant •dropped forward face down on the grass.

Miss Allison looked about a moment. .All the little flashy pools In the prairie •caught the reflection from above, and shone red In the gathering gloom about them. A slender new moon and a single great* white star hung calm In the Siding glow. She saw it all, and saw herself with that prostrate figure lying black before her.

She went towards him over the grass. He neither spoke nor stirred. She gathered back her dress and touched him with her foot. It was an unconscious, alf-lnvoluntary gesture but the woman in her reacted spontaneously. In an instant she was on ner knees beside him, touching the cold hand and forehead tenderly. ,. "He has fainted,'1 she »ldaloud,quite coollv. There was that redeeming quality in Miss Allien. Her wits were at hand In an erner- icy.

In two minutes camphor and tnor had done their tppolntad

a%He*looked

lam reac ft

"iT.''

Of a kte at low'i bagfaaiog.

ceremony

and

white muslin, her father, too, had joined the silent majority aud she found Tom living in a precarious fashion at the hand* of a nativo housekeeper, and en thusliwtloally glad to welcome even this very in«sxporleiiced head to his small household.

That was In July, and qn that radiant Septembwr aftornoou Tom found himself imperatively called to the nearest town 20 miles away. Tlio woman who ruled the kitchen had taken herself over the creek to "visit her kinsfolks," and the herders wero all at the ends of the earth with their Hooks, when Tom sank out of sight behind the low prairie swells. Alms Allison had the whole green world to herself as far aa she could seo.

Tho simply-built houso had the New Kngland requisite of space within, and ithe S iuth-\\'ostern necessity of deep porches without. Somehow the empty rooms had all kinds of eehos inhabiting them, now that the exercising manly presence was removed.

MImh

Allison

made her a.'ternoon toilet, and took her sowing chair and work-basket out to a Mhady corner.

It was easier to dream than to sew Triifrh io tell, Miss Allison had nonpecial vocation for employment for the sake of work. 8he sat now with slender brown hands clasped behind her head and drifted on a tide of aimless fancies

Over her arched a wide sky of tendor •Cloudless blue. Out to tho bounding ring of the horlxon swept the world of

fnil

reon. From «ky*edge to sky-edge a tide of summer sunshine seemed to rise and fall in great, llro-heated billows as tho South wind surged across the spaco. There were no shadows, but the

t«oft

glare did net blind or scorch, and before she knew it she was fast asleep. S «o awoke with a sudden stint broad awake after a most unaccustomed '.faihlon. All her senses came back to her Instantly. The whole wide heaven was aglow with sunset, an unbroken, unllecked arch of color falling down through every tendor tint to cool gray •of the short twilight. Mho took it all in at a single glanca, and against the glory a imn'a llgure standing black and moMonies*.

She was on her feet at once. Not a neighbor, nor a neighbor's boy some body, costless, bareheaded, with white, drawn face, and a helpless arm swung in a blood-stained bandage. 8ho stood upoochlaiwii rootionlowi—an awful, helpless terror clutching her heart. The moral support of Tom's armory was quite out of reach In the house. That the man was already wounded—that he looked as if the rnerest push of her unarmed hand would be too much for him—did not matter. Such .an appearance In the heart of that calm loveliness was not to be accounted for in any ordinary fashion. He might be tho climax of "any dreadful sequence of •events. If Miss Allison had reasoned, ahe would have found herself afraid of what had happened, rather than of what

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stranger lay gasping feebly, but with restored consciousness. "What Is the matter with you?" she

up at her. standing straight

and tall in her white dress. "I've «*ten nothing for 4* hours," m. !w*Sd quietly.

Speech and vole® were clear and softMl** Allison nd herself conscious of a glimmer of ij*«idly interest. "Can

YOU

get into the hoose?" she

said, with T-.-r IV-'i "I will find yon Ho htm# wi ed away. M":a*

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from i.jrat-

tag stove Are, and in the doorway -n: low, sunken

pre*-1 cook-

TERRE

and Tom's revolver lay Tithin

A faint smile crossed the man's pa lips. Miss Allison saw it, and a little flash of temper sent color and light into her cheeks and eyes. "I need accounting for?" answering the flash. "You do, certainly," very sharply, •There's bread and a glass of wine be id lie down till the

slde yon.' think and coffee boils." He obeyed her. When Miss Allison went to him presently with her coffee she fonnd him asleep. And from the wounded arm a dark stream dripped slowly.

Miss Allison sat down her tray, and turned fain* and sick. Then she aroused him gently. "Look at your arm. What is the matter with it?" "I have been shot," drowsily. "It is bleeding again! Can you—get me— falling off into unconsciousness, half asleep, half stupor. "Oh, dear!" desperately. "He's going to bleed to death! You must wake up!" seizing his shoulder and speaking with a ring in her clear voice.

He opened his eyes again. I will help you to bandage your arm."

The apron thai she bad tied over her •vhite dress was in strips, and she was bending over him, her hands not quite steady, her face pale. There was blood on her bands and gown before the *rork was done. "I am very sorry," looking up depre ciatingly. He had long-lashed, woman inh eyes, and his face, If not handsome was certainly not ruffianly nor course

She poured his coffee and cut his food A man with one hand is not expected to be expert with knife and fork but he ate and drank with refinement that made his evident eagerness more marked and touching.

Not a word was spoken. Miss Allison behind a table, with her revolver lying in her lap, watched him closely. All at once a conclusion flashed on her mind and took her breath away. "You are one of the horse thieves!" she said, slowly. She was leaning tow ard him, her lips apart, her eyes very wide open.

He laid down his knife and fork and looked at her silently. And then the inconsequent woman's logic asserted itself. The man was fugitive from justice, certainly but there he was iu her power—hungry and —interesting. And, somehow, the Alii son blood had a trick of taking the los ing side. She rose impulsively "Tliev are after you," she said in a half-whisper. The whole community is searching." "I know it," despondently. "I have been in the brush for two days. Some body gave me this," touching his arm "I was starved out, worn out and came here to surrender." "Finish your supper,

Then she went awav, and on the porch paced steadily up and down for ten minutes in the starlight. Through the open window she could watch her visitor, and she held her revolver firmly clutched.

He had finished his meal when she went tuck. '•I don't know anything about you," she said, severely. "1 don't want you You aro a young mail, and you do not look as if you were entirely hardened in crime. I am going to give you another chance. I don't know whether I am doing right or wrong, breaking down in her moral tone. "I don't care!" She stopped and held her breath. Then she hurried on, forgetting everything, worn an fashion, iu the excitement of the moment: "The Eastern train passes at o'clock. It's only a signal station, and there will be ho body there. I'll take you down in time for it, and that will give you six good hours of sleep. Tom isn't coming home, and you can have his clothes."

She opened the door of a small room behind ner—an ordoily half-filled storeroom* ...... "You can stay lyore. Nobody will come and if they do, I—I am armed!" valiantly giving the information as a warning as well as an assurance.

He obeyed her speechlessly. He heard the click as he stretched himself on the couch that awaited him. And in two minutes he was asleep.

It did not seem much more than that time before he woke, to find her standing beside him. "Hero are Tom's clothes. You have ton minutes to get dressed. I've ripped the coat sleeve, you see and there's a traveling shawl. Tho horses are at the door.

She was waiting for him as he came out. A slight, dark-clad figure a white face, with wide, shining eyes and resolute, firmly-set lips. After all, being clad with a semblance of order and de ceticy he was not such a desperate looklug character.

There was more hot coflee. "Come," she said curtly, as he put down his cup.

He paused at the door. "Wno harnessed?" "I did." "And you are going alone?" "quite alone."

MAnd

coming back alone?"

"Yes." She was whiter than ever, and her eves filled with tears as she looked up at him. Anything less like a heroine never figured in an adventure. i* You poor child!" There was nothbut kindly pity in his voice. "Yon will take your revolver?" glancing toward it as it lay on the tab*.^

Yes.*,

"Hadn't yon better let me load it?" he said gently. "It is loaded. Tom said so." "Tom was mistaken. See," showing her the empty chambers.

There was the faintest light in the room, carefully screened from outside observation. She had sunk back in her chair at the discovery of Tom's blunder. His face iu sf sig relief as, with one hand Lc did lin work slowly and awkwardly. •«Y Mi yon can nse it?"

So ir :.'»re seemed a serious change in their relations. The swift ponies knew the firm litUe hands holding the reins. The trail was smooth as a fl and the re vanished behind Uioiu. In U.'- ck_: d^rkness of the West burned a low, red light. "There's vour train. The station Is inst ahead. I shall wait here antil I Me that you i: a nr." I* was the first word that 1 spoken.

She pulled her horses down to a wa "1 hor^ fore1**- herself to itnprr-w the oec*- in, "th yon won\ ever do It again." "iM caught for a horaethief?" he said ptatfutoU^r. I certainly sin', try to

It i...,'not wound penitent. Miss Attison experienced a revnls of Yon had better net down here, said.

He alighted -".twlyat.4 wi*b tt-.-n he 1 to—*- h«, 1 In h,i T--m's §&>, hi-.t !.aL i„„, «"%»t you to tWnk th*t I do not kr.*w i-ni yon *re«»vu-!fc- n,v life at

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fWWt LA'-e yon hare done.1' Tht-r*-

tion of earnestness in his voiee now. ••I hope you'll mend your ways then. "Will you tell me your name?" «ot heeding ner speech. "Mary Allison." "Thank yon." He turned and took few steps away. "Excuse me," diffidently, forgetting his abandoned character. He was at ner side again. "Have you— have— you"— desperately "any money?" "Very little" quietly. "Take this, then," dropping a purse into his hand "And I wish you'd tell me," with a sud den impulse, "did you take the horse?" "Upon my word, no.""

She bent towards him "Good by," putting out a bare white hand.

He took it with frank earnestness, held it a brief raiinute and then the dark ness swallowed him up

Miss Allison sat and waited. The low rumble grew more and more dis tinct—the red light came sliding toward her out of the gloom with an awful unswerving certainty in its advance. She saw the pause—the signaling swing of the conductor's lantern as the scarce checked motion began again, and turned her horse's head toward no me.

If Miss Allison lives a hundred years she will never forget that drive. Now that she was free from the companionship of a desperate character, and behind a pair of thoroughly broken, swift-paced horses, with Tom's revolver really load ed beside her, and not one chance in ten thousand "f wanting it, she wrfs fright ened. i» air was full of star shine, in the East. faint, white glow just indica ted the «"ming dawn. The awfuluess of the nig-it oppressed her beyond en durance, she cried all the way home, sobbine »nvulsive.'v while she unharn essed her monies and restored everything to order, and warmed her cold little feet in the si^ve-oven, she drank a cup of still hot .-offee, and then went to and to «IH. p, where Tom found her at 9 o'clock the next morning.

A mot. later Tom wanted that coat and hat. aud failing to find them, raised the

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masculine whirlwind about

their disappearance, "Moll.* Allison, yotfre responsible If the country produced image-venders I shouid say you have been making a trade.'

She »hook her head, but with the color mounting in her face, "Tramps! ''he said accusingly and poor Molly shuddered to think bow much worse it really was. "You would not like it, I dare say, if I should go en couraging pauperism with your frocks and things," ne grumbled, trying to reconcile himself to another garment,

He came back from the station with news. "Visitors coming, Molly." "Who and when?" '•Bob McKenzie. You don't know Bob. He was a classmate of mine. He's coming next week to spy out the land I haven't heard of him since I came out here

Bob McKenzie alighted at the small sunny signal station one day in the next week, and found a stylish apparition in white dress and pretty garden hat waiting on the plaiform. "You are Mr. McKenzie?" a pleasant voice said. "I am Mary Allison. Tom sprained his ankle last night and could not come."

Mr. McKenzie seemed rather a quiet young man. Miss Allison drove her ponies and chattered away in the unrestained delight of having a stranger to talk with—or rather to—and someone fresh from the good times that seemed doubly good in recollection.

"Isuppose everybody here shoots morS or less. Are you an expert with firearms, Miss Allison?"

They were setting within doors In the slight chill of the October evening. Tom auswered for her. "Molly says she can, but I don't believe it. An awful little coward is Molly."

Is she?" he said. "I shouldn't think it." Somebody opened a door incautiously, and in the strong draft the light went out. It was McKenzie who relighted it, and in the faint glow as he bent over the unkindled lamp his face came out with an odd effect against the dark background.

Oh, my! 'in a gasp came from Molly's corner. McKenzie turned towards her as the lamp flamed up. She was staring at him"with open eyes full of per

Are you civilized beyond lynch "law yet?" he asked irrelevantly. "Why? A private grudge against anyone?"

One likes to see all the peculiar institutions of the country. Do you ever hang horsethieves, for instance?"

don't, always catch them," said

Tom, drily. Did you ever miss a coat and hat, Torn?" "Molly gave them to a tramp," in slow wonder at his companion's drift, and then, catching his sister's blank face, "What have you been telling. Mary Allison?"

Oh, Tom, I—I gave them to a horsethief, and I believe it was Mr. McKen*ie."

A

Tom sat staring. "Truth, Allison." And then came the story. "There were two of us taken together. 1 don know who they took us for. I dodged the mob and took to the timber. I never knew what become of the other man."

I suspect he is the one I helped out of the State the night I left you alone, Molly. 4

Some weeks later Rob McKenzie was going through the ceremony of fitting a diamond solitaire on Miss Allison's left index finger. "Oh, the beauty! Where did you get It?" "I brought it with me." "tTpon my word, Rob McKenzie! And you took this for granted?" "I made up my mind, one night in September, between here and the Mississippi river, that I would marry Molly Allison if I could get her, and I did my my best."

Kiss me darling, for yir piath 4 :. •Tti-T :i nti --t. KS- :i.- .:.•• «. .y.l Ki- !•'. «..'•** ,o*•

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HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAHi

the

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TheBr&keman's Story.

"Allow me, ma'am. There, that better the snn is very bright to-day. wasn't for the sun you wanted the bi

We ran back to the switch as soon as we could, and found Joe in a dead faidt. His left leg was splintered below the knee, one arm was broken, and he was terribly bruised and shaken up. We carried him to a farm house near by and stayed with him nearly six weeks, but poor fellow, the doctor had to amputate lis leg to save his life. Well, ma'am, the letters and checks he received would surprise yon: from ten to twenty a day, until he had some $8,000, for some of the passengers were wealthy and it seemed as if they could not do enough for him.

One day, a little more than a month after the accident a letter came with a foreign post-mark. I gave It to him, and as he read the address 1 could see that be was terribly excited. Tearing open the envelope, he rend it, and turning to me said: 'Jim, the letter i? from her. Poor girl, her father is dead, and she is in India with an invalid sister. Some friend sent her a paper with an account of the accident and she wrote immediately. We lost sight of each other after a difference and for eight years have not known each other's whereabouts. Poor Carrie! wealth has not brought her happiness.'

Joe answered her letter at once. I was obliged to leave him two weeks later, as my leave of absence had expired, bnt learned before my departure that her home and ^property were in California. About two months ago I received a letter ing that Carrie and b«r erfw-ct-toarrire at their hoiu, a'-.n: tb mt

November, and kef Iconci ied to go to southern Oilifoii and iy an otangec iiardsl ping at San Frsiv iscooatb" way. Yesterdsr rr-**•• a letter po-'*oarV I San FVan---. h:elr I bavj» me.

Wouid I mim! filing ror wh«t he says? Not in the tst. I wl:! read art of It if It will interest yon. First b»

It

lind

closed, but the high tree tie? Well, it is a dangerous-looking place. Shall I raise the blind now we are acrois? There, no thanks. Did I know of the accident that occured on the trestle a year age£-_Why yes, ma'am, I was a brakeman on train. I will give you the particulars you would like to hear them. Excuse me a minute 'till I see to the stove.

Itwasacol Irght foienoon in No vember, and Express 4 on the P. AM road was on it^ u-ual daily run. The brakeman attended to the fire and then resumed his seat. "Well, ma'am," he said, "the morning of the accident we started from Alpine 40 minutes late. You see we waited for the express on the A. & R. road. They had three cars of exenrsionists for us, bound for California. It rained hard and it was utterly impossible for us, loaded as we were, to make any time At Parker's we added another car of ex cursionists, making with our others ten coaches.

We iiad just pulled out of Parker's when Mr, Phillips, the conductor, came to me and said, 'Jim, Bill Parks (that was the fireman) has been taken sick and I want vou to take his place.' 'Bachelor*Joe,' the engineer, and were old schoolmates (Joe Gale was his name) and a braver or soberer man never lived. Excuse me, I must call the station, Germantown.

Germ an town—twenty minutes for dinner!" The train came to a stop and the brakeman, seeing that flhe lady did not leave her seat, and having'eaten his own lunch eon, which he carried from motives ecouomy, resumed his seat and proceed ed. "Well, I took Park's place. Joe

fave

me a nod as I entered the cab, and went to work at shoveling and such work as we had. At Carter's the air brakes failed to work and we run nearly half a mile past the station. Joe said they had bothered him all the morning, Of course we had to back up and so lost more time. I was terribly out of sorts but Joe, who was always good-natured laughed and said, "We'll soon be at the twelve-mile grade and with this load we'll make good time running down.' "You see the grade was just before the high trestle across Carey Creek and very steep. "Poor Joe, I can see just how he look ed brown, curly hair and dark blue eyes, and a face that made 3'°^ look at him twice. It was a wouder to me that he he tshould be a bachelor. He had some disappointment some girl above him in station, but he was not a talkative man so I knew this only by words he dropped now and then. At Summit Station, just at tho head of the grade, Joe whistled for brakes ami pulled bis own at the same time bringing the train up about 20 rods before reaching the station. He laughed and said, that mad* up for Carters, but he was glad the brakes were working for w© would n©©d th©m on th©

^Leaving the Summit we started down the grade. After running about half a mile, our speed increased^and Joe shut off steam with the remark that running down hill was easy, but rather danger-

We wore now going forty miles an

hour, and Joe pulled'the brake. I shall never forget his look when he found it failed to work.

Jim,' says he, 'if we strike the trestle at this speed, we shall go into the creek in a heap." "The trestle was being repaired and our orders were to slow up to eight miles an hour in crossing it. The conductor now cam© in. *Jo©/ Bald he, what on earth shall we do? We've but six miles before we're at the trestle and nearly 1,000 souls on board.'

Sir,' says Joe, 'I'll do all a man can. We've no time to lose. You and Jim take the baggage master with you to the first coach, and uncouple the baggage car and I'll run for it and make the trestle in time to throw the switch and side-track the coaches

on

the branch to

Foster's Landing,' "We uncoupled as Joe directed^ And the baggage car gradually pulled away from us, but still we were going frightfully fast, and had our hands full to keep the passengers from jumping, for some one had told them of the trestle. If Joe could gain onough to slow up his engine, iump and throw the switch we WQ1*© B&f©» "After the engine had left, us we did not gain any headway and that was some consolation. We could see Joe leaning out of the cab window watching us ana by the increasing distance between us I knew the old engine was fairly flying. Glancing back at the coaches he swung himself off. He struck the sand bank and went end over end. thought every bone in his body was hroken but no, he came crawling on his bands and knees to the switch. He struck the -padlock twice with the rench and broke it, and raising himself by one arm, succeeded, after three attempts, in throwing the switch, but not second too soon. "We rattled over the switch onto the branch just as the engine crashed through the trestle. The branch was at the foot of the grade and our coaches soon came to a stop, aud the passengers why, such actions you never saw! The women (those who didn't have hysterics) kissed each other all round, and the men shook hands until I thought they'd never stop.

gives a description of the city and then says: "Well, here I am, old boy, and all caused by that accident at 12-mile grade that is what I call a lucky accident. It gave me Carrie and a little fortune of my own and now she has agreed on her arrival in San Francisco to form a partnership with me for mutual happiness and orange culture. I will let you know my boy, in time to be there and sign your name to the co-partnership docu ment. With sincere regard.

JOK."

"What ma'am? May you see the let ter? Why, of course. But what is the matter? You are crying. Did you know Joe? Wliat? You are Carrie? Well, I never? But won't Joe be glad?"

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ttanen fOne of my with rfeeomsttna and ... mar*. W( gars her rtrtmii kinds of nudl without

had nsad

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Rica Hm, MO., Jolr 7, MM-Tbe Swift Speclflo OCX, Atlanta, Os^—Gentlemen: OH* tittle girl when bv* three weeks old broke oat with eesenub We tried the prescription* from sereral good doctors, bat without any special benefit We tried Ml, and tif the time one bottle was gone her bead t*gan to heaL and by the Slate the bad taken six bottles she wae completely cored. Sow she has a fun and heavy bead of hair—a roburt, hearty child. I feel It but mjr doty to m»ke this statement. jteepectfaUy, H. T. Snott.

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