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Durham Chronicle (1867), 24 Feb 1898, p. 10

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lb! Ibo ple To 3k ha or CH AFTER VII .â€"Cmtinuod. E 1 t is 1!] want thenâ€"in that quart- er, 1t 3 l ev.ents Eyre, having bowed. hit: sail out of his boat'- presence, after: i 101(- 11g hums if as in (Duty bound, to make courtu'ous acknowledgment of ”11:113.” 1' amiv ed‘which acknow] edg- mant has been as mgeousl 1 accepted.‘ “What! Oh. no!" says she. “You. .1 have and a bigger old fig your pardon». Butflu . ll Inoré‘tléatinct that you were out power in the matter.” “Sur-ely”â€"â€"growimg very pale- cxaggerate a little. A slave! Ilnve T" "Sim- Ralph’a presently. if you don't take swift measures to free yoursehf. Dulcie, you trust me, don't you 9. Come away with me. Come this evening. Th: e is a helm at sham-past six; meet me there, andbâ€"J’ a Eyre Mi meant to befriend her. A ray of this fire that blazes within her father’s ms shines in her own at, this moment. “Look here!" says The McDermot. furiously; “you can fancy yourself in low with whom you like. but you shall marry Ankebeil oil the same. You’ve given) your word to him, and I’ll see that you keep it!" “I shall not marry him unless I wish it.” says his daughter. with distinct de- fiance; whoreumn The McDermdi breaks out in a. terrible my. and says en sorts of bitter. unsperdonable things. until the girl. who is in a. white heat 0! rage in her own way, things wide the dim and rusbes into the garden‘ to find mt and peace and room for thought. _ him. Fond hope! "Andy 1” calls she; “Andy!” Hb in at the 0L1!!- oud of the garden. and at. first «it!!! ad hear her. “Andy 1" how- ever. xu‘mu igim to a mper fume of "Weld. I've seen you! tagger," says " “'0?â€" Sho finds however, only her cousin. [I it not time~ than, to be wise 3- Or now, or never.” Perhapa_to her it has gauged £11133. Butâ€"my we cam be marriod toâ€"morrow CB APT ER VIII. fl w “I! I could be sure of you, Andy." says she. forlornly; "but you will be as liker as not to take his side." “Whose side 1" “Well you seel"â€"-4hlesi.ta,tinlg+â€"“It’s this wayâ€"â€"” Dead pause. “Ohl go on. for goodness’ sake. If you have anything on what you are pleased to call your mirnd. get it off! You look”â€"wi:th all the delightful sym- pathy that. as a rubs, disthguis’Jes the male members of one’s familyâ€"“like a sick awoken. Anything fppsh? or is 'it the sun’s old game ?â€"our well-be- ,lov-ed unclr on the rampage again 3" ‘ "Come here! comes st ones! It is something very important." ; This brings him to her at the rate ‘of forty knots an hour. “Well what’s the matter now 3"st he. 3 “Everything 1" says Miss McDea'mot with commendable brevity. g “That generally means nothing with ‘9. girlfi’ says her cousin, contemptuâ€" ously. "However. to do you justice, you ' look like business this time‘ What is it. " We shall now proceed to gaiwe a. name to the trampler," says Mr. McDermot. AnketeIJ! And so you: want to throw over A-nketelJ and marry Eyre? Is that what it comes to ?" “Nâ€"o. Not exactly.” “Them you want to throw over Anke- bell and not marry Eyre. Is that it ?” “Noâ€"not quite. " "Then, my good gu'l what is it? If you coufld throw just one ray of light upon the mystery, I mFgIht be able to see you home.” “Yes! Ami this time with! a venge- ance!” says Dulcim-a wrathfully. “He -â€"i;nsists an my limping my engage- ment \vxbh Sir Rahpxh, in spite of the fact that. Iâ€"d-eclfme. to go on with it!” “You!" Andy pauses and twists her round so as to get a. good view of her. "What’s up now 1” says be. “You de- cline to go on wisth your engagement! Why? \Mhat’s the matter with Sir Ralph ?" “Keep your hair am” says her cous- in, blandly. ”There’s something he~ hind this slntve market business, isn’t thyme? I never ‘heard a word of it um- til that yousng friend of yours fell in- to the hog and was dragged out by some inconsiderate rers’on by the hair of his head. and brought home to be nursed by you. " . "look ham. Dulcw," putting her dawn on a moldeir n'g rustuc statt, let's give a name to ilt. Eyre is the bogged ofie§ mam». And I expect he has been mak~ 3mg love to youâ€"41?" “At all events he isn't like some peo- ple !" exolaims she. with a little [row-n. "H‘e dn_>sn't lecture and scold and trample on me from morning ti-ll nFtht l” “That isn't the question 1" says she. vehemently. "I refuse to disvuss Sir Ralph with you orr anybody. What has to be considered is, whether I am to he soldâ€"yes, soldâ€"agaianst my will to anybody I” \ "l dnn‘t'kr.ow of any one who fell imto a hog" and was pushled out by his hair." _sa.ys 313e, coldly. “Yesâ€"tits ” says she. her amgner g'rorw- 7mg. “He then sent. for me." "El-s? Eyre? Just {like his i‘mpudence.” “H is not impudiemm, and it was fathâ€" er who sent for me," “To givve you a good scolding, I how.” “I!" you hope that"â€"tryimg to risvâ€" “there is no use im my going on with this explanation." "Wellâ€"it’s this. than I” says she. with a sudden touch of rassfon. “I won’t submit to be ordsred to marry my one and certainly nut a tyrant like Sir Ralph! \Vhy. if you would haxve htard hizm yesterday! Bust never mind that. The fact Is. Andy. that Mr. Eyr-Psâ€"asked mp to marry him: andâ€"I didn’t say y’s â€"hecaus-2â€"â€" ”Wellâ€"never mind that. pithwr. But he went to father. and fa- ther. it appeared, was distinctly rude, and hold himâ€"â€" \Vell"-â€"simhingâ€"“nevâ€" er mimd that, etixhh'er.” "That I should. marry Sirr Ralrph whe- the'r I liked it or motâ€"that nothing, should prevent my keeping my on- gagement wimh him. Hick-«pullingâ€" “gave me to understand that itf I loath- ed S?r Ralph I should still marry him.” “But you don’t loathe him.” "I’m not sure. I"â€"~pass‘ona:telryâ€"“I am actually oertaim that he has backed up fatiwr im this matter, and if only to punish me for being a littleâ€"you nowâ€"a lvittleâ€"â€"-" ' “Yesâ€"I know"â€"nodding. “Well. to punish me for that he, too, is in the plot to compel me to marry him ” “Yes. thpre itsâ€"every use. I'm sure to come. in handy sooner or later. and therefore it is necessary the plot should! be laid bare to me. Come. go on, do! We can have our Little war later. What did the governor say to you ?" "You don’t know him as I do. You th’mk he is fund of me. Now, I"â€"rais- img her head and gaznng at her cousin With 34me eyesâ€"“I know that he deft/eats me!" "Mme in and have. your baud ahav-o ed! Come quickly. Typhoid, I should. qay_._to look $1011.” - “szsmse! Thereâ€"don't go on like a lunatic! I mean every word I say. The very last interview I had with him! he. was rude and cutting, and indif- ferént. and cruel, undâ€"â€"" “\V-lmt rot!" says her cousin forc- ibly. if inelegumtly. ”That isn’t shit I k9 Ankctell! You must. be out of your mind to talk of him like that!” proachf‘ “Is “191%..” asks Mr. McDermct, mild- ly. ":mybhhg I may mind ?" “Hi I" Auyg‘m, from the middle 0‘ It MW 0'00- Andy," cmximgly, “help me. Speak fioâ€"fatbarâ€"do! Help me to break Off £1118 odious mmt.» "Certainly not. All I w free. To let Sirâ€"to lot tank I am nut to be commandbt nun-o m4: ‘1‘!“ .. rm.YIma’!V ml vww WV “â€" “ vâ€"vâ€" “And so let you free *to marry bhqt Whippet-snapper upstairs. with hls black, black eye! No, I won't!” says Andy, with decision; “Sir Ralph is worth a dozen of hum. Do you think I don't see through you? You have fall-em in love with that Italian, who looks quite absurd without the monkey and the organ, and you want t0 PM" tend that w?! you desire is freedom." “You refuse to help me. then 9" asks Dulcimea. kmkimg suddenly very tall mud very whirbe and very ear-nest. "To your hurtâ€"yes." , -I‘ Av JV“. u“ - “~- “Vezry well, then. Since you have all forsaken me I shall act for myself. I shall led: you- and father and Sir Ralph see what I can (ivâ€"untamed." _ 'v -'c~.-‘v “It's going to be a. fine evening for fireworks," says Mr. lib-Dermot. mm templatimg the sky with a thought- ful ai'r “GI-eat dois;')lay ! unlimitfld v ni- etyl magnificent effect! And smoke! -â€"much smoke l" â€"~â€"v “She turns and walks down tho path toward t! I.“ gate. “Look 11:91:23. lecie. Come back! let’s talk it over," says he, hurrying after her. impressed in spite of h-imseif by her manner. . ’But she waves him to one side WItb aon Emporious gesture, and is soon lost: to sfght. “ Thou didst delight my eyes. Yet who Mn 1? Nor first, Nor last, nor best, that durst Once dream of thee for prize. Nor this the only tune. Thou shalt set love to rhyme." How dark it is walking along this sil- ent road! Dark. though only six o'clo«rk. How quickly the day dies when it is December ! Such a moon as this is Lard- ly worth talking about; and yet with- out it, obscured as it is, how much more dismaa would the. night he! Was there ever before so silent a night? Are all the- dogs in the farmhouses dead? .‘here is no sound at all any- where, save the stir of sea. in the star» light, far. far below, down there, where all things seetn’ to sink into one. Bridget lâ€"'\‘.'hat is Bridget thinking now? Has she found out she is gone? No; not yet.- It is early really, though it looks so late. Oddly enough. it is to the servant the girl’s mind first turns. as in her marl angry folly she runs along the roast that leads to the little wayside slation of which Eyre had spoken to her. Her hint to Andy that she would let lover and father and cousin see “hat she could do is now in process of full completion. When Eyre had suggested to her to run auay with him and he married by special license, she had certainly at the mo- ment, though seeming to llally with the idea. no real intention of followâ€" ing it up. But Sir Ralph's unfortun- ate coldness of the lay Lefore. her {athl er’s stern comman-l, and finally her cousin’s mocking determinaton nol. in help her to her. folly, hail been all hm much for her childish pride. She had revolted, once for all ; she would show them! Was there ever so long a mile? or a road so deserted ? At first. she had prayed that no one might mm or meet her on, her way to the station; but now she would have given a good don! to hear the soun-l of carton-heels, or the jogtrot of a farmer's horse. Bu: there is no [air anywhere today in the neighborhood, and so the road re- mains empty and quiet. The station is such a minor one t hat, at this hour, it is given to absolute solitudeâ€"almost. In the far distance a sturd farmer is trudging to'tnd fro. pu ing tnd blowing. and seek- Eyre’s last words about the 6.30 train his earnest, really honest eXpression as he spoke, hail lin 'ered in her memory and waiting flocked up in her own room, she had, when night grew, dress- ed herself in her warmest clothing, and slipping out at the side door, began her journey to Denygxa station. The moon, coming out at last. from behind 3 Ian}: of dark gray clouds, serves only to heighten rather than to lessen her sense of lz-neliness. Now each hillock nan! tree and bunch of furze takes shape an! action, and threaten to attack her on every side. The terrors of the night are great. to (chow “ho lnow nothing of it}. safe within Larefully-closed doors of house or carriage. To Dulcinva, 1111111ng along through the dull darkness. a sense of despair mingled with avtive fear is uppermostl "Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye, nor list’ning ear, an oh- ject finds.” in vain she tells herself “at it is not really night. that it is only six o'clock; that a few months ago, this very hour and time and dreadful dark- ness would still be called «fay. It is with a sigh that grows into a sub of passionate relief. that at last she sees the lamps shining in the little sta- tion before her. with. over there a quarter of a mile to the left, the glim- mering lightsâ€"of the small town that has given its name to the station. Hurriediy she enters it. and, reach- ing the dim platform, that seems en- veloped in a cloudy mist, stands irâ€" resolute. Only for a moment. how- ever. Eyre has come to her, has seized her hand. is drawing her into the full- er lights beyond. . “ Let us stay here," says she, in a choking tone. “ No one can see us here. Andâ€"oh!” a little wildly. " it was a long walk. How farâ€"how far am I from home i” l ‘ “ You are nervous.” says he. sensib- lyâ€"too sensibly; “ and it is my fault. [ forgot. when I suggested to you that the well: here was only a mile. that it would be undertaken in midwinter. It never occurred to me that sixo’clock would mean night at this time of year. You must try to forgive me that. What is that you have! Your bag? Give it L- ..._ ‘-o CHAPTER IX. the neighbourhood during the after- noon. and expecting a zarcel by this train. had decided to wait and take it home with him. He had seen Eyre's quarter of an hour or so; had felt a sense of satisfaction in the thought that he was really leavingâ€"a thought justified by the amount of luggage ly- ing on the platform; had designedly withdrawn so far into the shade that he should he unseen by him. not feeling equal to a tete-a-tete with the man he suspects to be his rival. and had seen Dulcimea’s nervous entrance anl Eyre's eager greetimg of her. To for our: imstwnt imagine their meeting im-vofvuntary would he to know, hirms-euf a. foa'fl, and when he sees Eyre where Du by or; _hia â€"stands. by all the worst luck in the world. Ralph Ankgtpll. . 'A sense? ' of fearâ€"distimot, chmtching, is shaking her. It grows too dread- ful to be borne. Eyre is talkimg to her. She is conscious of that; but no word he utters is clear to her. To go back. to go back !â€"-t hat one thought, and that only. is bratirng like a. hammer in her brain. but hehémd. it, and through it, comes anotherâ€"the oddest one. surely -â€"â€"that it shn goes she whl'l never see Ankcbelol agaTm! Pneaanstly the) mists of her hrafun clear a. little. and sh». can wonder within her- sqlf. Eyre is still talkingâ€"kindly, no doubt, and soothimgihy; but it doesn't. seem of any cansmmence at a” what he is saying. Ramhl What will he thin-k? ”’th he hears she is goneâ€"- gone; what will he think then? She Mamas for the first time consvioua that she is cobdâ€"so cold! It must ha the night air that is making her shiv- 31' like this. She must go back. She will. Evan. tbn dull lights in the station are begin- ning to add to hm- te-rror. Surely- sumly every one is looking at her. wandering alm't thatw gossiping about. her! Yes the me person who in retlityo is looking at bar wigh‘ am anguish un- speakablh is the ome person unsuspectâ€" ed by her. She sighs 11:33va as one might whose mind is made up attract a lung conflict. She thraws up her head. Eyre is atizlul sneaking. “I vzm’t!” elm panama and looks straight at 1391' companion. a turrihle 11173: ry in am eyes. It seems as if mun-em has deserted her. "I won't. go any farther," sh» gasps, at, last pain- fully. “You mean ?" qunstikms Eyre. as if not able! to grasp the truth that lies so plainly in h9r w‘hite [are and gleam- ing eyes. As he pauses for an answer the ahrill whistling. of the apprmflxing train cleaves the sharp, crispy air. “ Forgive 11m. 2” says the girl, tremb- ling in every limb. "1â€"! thought I mum do it. but I can’t. I’m frightened “ If you do you Will miss your train. Doâ€"do think I»! that !" says she. in 3 small agony. "Senâ€"they are shutting the doors, anl-â€"- Oh! breaking nff with a little gasp of hape that ands almost in l cm, “ there is Andy! An- dy!" calling out loud. “ There! Don’t you see him? Just running into the station! I’d know his legs anywhere! Andy! Andy!" “ As you will, of course l" says Eyre. very stiffly. Has all his (-bix‘alry mum to this that she will tune of him. of his aid, or sympathy, or aifeotinn. Run-Ix he. is as modern :1 Don Quixote as one may hope to final! " You really wish to return 3" “I shall ‘go’ certainly. sooner or later." says he, sullenly. " Though con- sideralfly later than “in please. you. to.judge by your manner. But Lefore I oblige. you. I shall see you safe into your home." “We. shall not have long to wait. mvw,” he is saying; “the train is just, due. Coma. we had better move a. lit- tle this way." “ I (IOâ€"I do. indeed !" SENS the [mar ch_i1_d. gasping per hands imploringly "'"'l" ' “C, \Ir. Flvre makes init one answer to this impassioned and distinctly unfiat tering ammalwhe returns iwr her hast. To the man in the dusk ioyond, “uh hâ€" ing them \xith a livil fave. this asi seems unnrevedented. " Has it occurred to you hnw yuu am to get hank 9" asks Eyre, in a {one r‘alculated to fropzo a anhmmnder. “I shall be able to manage that " «feverishly. “I shall indeed! Aid-â€" there is your train!" as that. annrting machine dashes into the station. “Go !â€" go!" Mr. Bilkina. looking from the paper. â€"'l‘he eminent physician. Dr. Greathead says there is not exercise so conducive to health in woman as ordinary house- work. ' g 41!". Bikinisâ€"Huh! I’ll but he's mar- “ I must have Jim}, to you," says she, solemnly. "Lied. Not moaning itâ€"-nnt intentionally; but. because I didn‘t; know. 1 know now. I must go home: I mus-t." "I told you you, “ere nervous," says he. “ And I know it is a. wrench; but surely. darling, it is host for you: you i ave so hftrn toll me how unhappy vou “Proâ€"m" A SCIENTISTS OPINION . n Tor Be Continued. HER IDEA 0E TICMPERAINCHE. A iittié WWI girl in thg rural n‘ trirts of Georgia was told in \srifo mmxnâ€"ition ~n 'Temperanc-f. * turnml nut the fullmzin ‘ 11 nu" . is 1mm letter that. \. buky. “-11 isten rents a «hint. and lots uf i ' pa drinks whisky [1° has he n 113 times. One night. he ram» 1. . late and ma went, out and ‘u! hickurixss and \saJlu'elol iim gum! hh'a (ill: kc! illx head in a in?» (J 5 suds and [0 km! Mm up in the 1~ AM “I! next. murning my pa ’ reckoned he'd swear oft. mmnsr GQIJ) MINE. The richest gold mine in the wwl‘l'i l‘ loath”! under thr' thriving 0W“ "f ,Ballarat, Victoria, Amymlia. It 3i~ l":~ but half an ounm of‘zzaandn.r.-i; l: '1 to the t In. 1nd yet ‘ths‘ 7 d, 13:: r! u find Albion mint. 12M yield? in we 111 ~11 $150,000,000 of g‘fld Singer-it wmlvn .. 30 years ago. - When she entvml the housv. struction was so far e-mnnleteâ€"J t walls. ire-gun to vrumhlfi, and 12 « shut up through the roof. It that, ‘3‘th Sh; 1'1‘a;)}o:-al‘ed :1 .. later with a whit-e bandit-I in h-‘l a " * the soldiers «sheared her sown}. . ran to the spot whsvrv h‘r {a'hrl Mi been 91308:!“ The heroic “it! \xlhl I n j» burned. Mat. Sb? 1'9.” UM fell \ i; ' '3l "thy whom life she ha! thu~ \n ' i - I tit“ ards lmame tin pal' nut] ieut- -'<( and Penwick. 0 __..--- â€" Mug 3 bnhy. tad the British troogg could not lave this on the ground uith the dead man. Of 0011138,!10 pru‘ isiun 13d been made for such an emergency, but still tin soldiers were quite equal to the occasion, and carried the ‘ime stranger with them, on the man-h. Lat. or on, when returning, they left it near the spot, Where they originally found it, and this was done in full \‘ie“. of many of the enemy in the. how Um it would be soon handed owr to its mother. This little creaturv hm ‘hus had, an experience. which will um“ 3,, referred to in after life. A Russian nobleman, CLunt Rum: un Sky. has written to Maya.» “'3!qu 0‘ Philadelphia. saying that. be h a mud-looking son. 24 years of age. ‘\ ha “Cults. ho nuke Philadelphia. w. mall hm wnfe and t Pounce”, AH bx re qujm I: bounty 3nd 3 don of $3.0i'0.W“ n. I.” “"0. Places .I “ICU II (g... nave Icon Found. A ”MWth simiiar thing haHx‘mgd during (2116 Balsa-Turkish war. Whig the soldiers of a Russian r0411 ”lvnt mere marching {mm Flame. ugmn Con- BuntinOp‘le they fell in with a {9. male. infant that. had been «lvserled. The men took charge of the lit! 9 zone. 1y child. and she grew up 3% thw ('aus‘rh. wt or the regiment. The [DUN rum-tn. tic part of the story, however, XMLuine to be told, (01' this Turkish fuun i ing WI!» married two or three yeah um) tc was born on the battlefield of ‘3. awr- loo. He was the descendant of a lum- ily 0f soldiers. and his father, \sh) “as with the 97th Cameron lilyhuuxus, was killed in the memorahlv Pagan»- metal. at Hmont. 3110 had f0...owod her husband out, and thus it La, ;» nwl that the little stranger madv in .4.- peamnoe amid the din and roar or kut- tJe. Although iorn under amh «ir- cmwmnoes, he did not develo; 1111:; a ”idiot, but, becoming a railway gun'd, (reqmently had the honor of a'tin; in that annuity to the: Queen’s train Another romantic. story is m .1 in connection with the Americnn mu War. After one of the mules 3 why. clothed in (fine apxnarel «as foams-1m ong the dead nnd wounded, an! m no one came forward to ciaim it, the u in ion was formed that its ”Nun I After (10ng (“is She fliSPO‘VPrwl th‘t‘ thfi why, 3 boy two years of rage". 1.;222 been left behind. By this Hum 222- '» ever, the bonus was in “Slut-n. .~2.~ s were fal’ing thick around it. an. 2:7 field was full of soldiers. Still :4 .= 2- tormlned to smvethv l'chy. MM 1‘ 22 '2' ward the houaelut. she wa»: ('au. 92? '2‘ a soldier. "Where are you goinf. .' i2 domanded. and when she. repiiwi ‘ .22! our haby," the soldi-wrs stnppevi V2212: ‘l t men reached thé‘. xl‘nntation of Mr Ui‘ . at night. and aftwr killing “it: (Tittlii and shooting down the negroes. [ruâ€" oeeded to shell the! house. Mr. (WW-«'5 was unfortunately a helpless (~x~i~~m«. but his eldasl. dauchtnr, . girl u.” mm- mrried him an‘ a place a; gafety A M by. ago tn Atrldi's baby hm I pecnlhr expetience on the lame. field. 0n n: Afridi being- shot it “is discovered that he 38d been ‘3Tl‘3ing an officer in Russia, where Mr mili- tary fosterrporents provided 1114' “up A HANDS UME DOW'RY. Last year a man died at Birmih; Lam who had, through life, the sati~ra.-- tion of knowing that his birthpfa. « “as of a unique chara.:ber, inasmuvh he ANOTHER INCIDENT Of: baby on the battlefieid. is also fur nishod by Amr-ri 'a. It. was at. thv Iim of tin Rm'o‘minn, during the inumwr of Charleston, when the country uwtk of Cooper’s River was ravaged by (‘01 'l'urleton and the British. Some of :L. orishad intbn strife. Of mrseit was mpossible lo say “nether it, in: mum»! to the Northern or Southern Si‘it‘. 4n ultimately I Southern soldier arm his wife took the child. and and "01‘ h -I as if aha had; heen th9ir own. She prt?“ into a lam-{some and cwltured young lady, and in course of tima manm Thomas E. Watson, farmer and iauyr‘r with the. trip of {He servants ALL HE REQUIRES. and a younger sistnr to If dudng W“ I“! d0“ 83 m be Nth a? gnefl 0| If an im'm hug-brains?! an invasion it mu he a diffia rent. known t1 pm. if ‘ “that it buried in In 1710 Cl mmriw. Only his d1 Int-do an: otthblino. um usmdi (mt force 0‘ Enrol“, to buy g "on” aui '- your 6.” a Little would ‘ New Quit <1 The. imvusi fittings:- FAT mund 3 takes i‘ 1071's w {1 l whi I DEA?

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