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THE MORNING ASrORUN. ASTOHIA, OREGON. SUNDAY, APRIL. SO, 18C9. l : li Ctrrijbt, 1399. kr VemUtfar fSk MeC!w Cm, Cepyrijkt, 1901. V MtCtmtm, Tkifitu fZX, Cm. t ' v',n""K rau,' Itiily wandered tit ; h Evw-"'l university days the f o he Gentleman From Indiana Hy 'Booth Ta HKiffG TOt dsr EIr-FoLer harkli SL yo plra an taRd him yoR brat vrnnicens ! closteR karkla not Got 3 das to live w coma la lie. -What ye think, William r asked tlie man with the baby anxiously. But the woman gave the youth a sharp push with her hand. They never dast to do itr she cried; "new in the world! Ton hurry. Bill Todd. Don't tare him out of your sight one boo and." CHAPTER III IIE street upon which theTa! ace hotel fronted formed the south side of the square and ran west to the edse of the town, where it turned to the south for a quarter of a mile or more, then bent to the west again. Some distance from this second turn there stood, fronting close on the road, a large , brick house, the most pretentious man' aiou in Carlow county. And yet it was a homelike place, with its red brick walls embowered In masses of cool trginla creeper and a comfortable reranda crossing the broad front, while aif a hundred stalwart sentinels of elm and beech and poplar stood guard around it The front walk was bor dered by geraniums and hollyhocks, and honeysuckle climbed the pillars of the porch. Behind the house there was a shady little orchard, and back of the re tiara an old fashioned, very fragrant iwe garden, divided by a long grape arbor, extended to the shallow waters of a wandering creek, and on the bank a rustic seat was placed beneath the sycamores. From the first bend of the road, where it left the town and became A woman's votes tinging Schubert' i serenade" came to him, (after some indecision) a country high way, cauea me pute, ratner man a proad city boulevard, a pathway led through the fields to end at some pas ture bars opposite the brick bouse. i John Harkless was leaning on the pasture bars. The stars were wan and the fall moon shone over the fields. Meadows and woodlands lay quiet and aiotiouless under the old, sweet mar el of a June night In the wide! .monotony of the Hat lauds there soue times cotLes a feeling that the whole 1 earth is stretched ont before nm- Tn. . Bi'Lt it seemed to lie so, in the pathos I long known himself for, a sentimental mates (it was In the time of brilliant flannels who sent up a volley of col lege cheers In his honor. How plainly the dear old. young faces rose up before him tonight the men from whose Uvea he had sliped! iH-arest and Jolllest of the faces was that of Tom Meredith, cluhmate, classmate, his closest friend, the thin, redheaded third baseman. He could see Tom's month opened at least a yard, it seeuied. stub was his frantic vociferousjsoas. Again and again the cheers rsng out, "Ilarklesa! Hark less."' on the end of them. In those days everybody, particularly his class mates, thought he would be minister to England in a few years, and the or chestra on the casino porch was clar Ing "The Conquering Uoro Comes" In his honor and at the behest of Tom Meredith, he knew. There were other pu-ity ladies be sides Mrs. Van Skuyt in the launch load from the yacht, but as they touch ed the pier, pretty girls or pretty wom en or jovial gentlemen, all were over looked in the wild scramble the college men made for their hero. They haled him forth, set htm on high, bore him on their shouulers, shouting "Skal to the Viking!" and carried him up the wood' ed bluff to the casino. He heard Mrs. Van Skuyt say: "Oh, we're used to it We've put in at several other places where he had friends!" He remember ed the wild progress they made for him up the slope that morning at Win ter Harbor how the people looked on nd laughed and clapped their bands. But at the veranda edge he bad no ticed a little form disappearing around corner of the building, a young girl running away as fast as she could. See there," he said as the tribe set him down: "yon have frightened the populace." And Ton! Meredith had stopped shouting long enough to an swer: "It's my little-cousin, overcome with emotion. She's been counting the hours till you came Iwn hearing about you for a good while. She hann't been able to talk or think of anything else. She's only fifteen, ami the crucial moment is too much for her. The great Harkless has arrived, and she has fled." But the present hour grew on him as he leaned on the pasture bars. It had been a reminiscent day with him but suddenly his memories sped, and the voice that was singing Schubert' "Serenade" across the way touched him with the urgent personal appeal that a present beauty had always held for him. It was a soprano and without tremolo, yet came to bis ear with a certain tremulous sweetness. It was oft and slender, but the listener knew it could be lifted with fullness and power if the singer would. It spoke only of the song, yet the listener thought of the ginger. Under the moon thoughts run into dreams, and he dreamed that the owner of the voice, she who quoted The Walrus and the Carpenter" on Fisbee's notes. was one toIangh with you and weep with you, yet her laughter would be tempered with sorrow and her tears with laughter. When the song was ended he struck the rail he leaned upon a, sharp blow with his open band. There swept over him a feeling that he bad stood precise ly where he stood now on such a night a. thousand years ago,- had heard that voice and that song and been moved by the voice and the song and the night Just as he was moved now. He had i and more distinct. He had completely settled his mind at to her appearance and her voice. She was tall, almost too tall, he was sure of that; aud out of Mi consciousness there had grown a sweet and vivacious young face that he knew was hers. Her hair waa light nrown, with gold lusters (he reveled in the gold lustera on the proper theory lhat when your fancy it painting a picture you may at well go in for the wnoie tuing and make It sumptuous), and her eyes were gray. They wen- very earnest and yet they sparkled and laughed to him companlonably. and sometimes be smiled back upon her. The Undine danced before him through the lonely years, on fair nights in hit walks and came to sit by hit fire on whiter evenings when he stared alone at the embers. And tonight, here ta riattvllle. be heard a voice he had waited for lone. one that hit fickle memory told him he had never heard before. But, listening, he knew betterhe had heard It long ago, though when and bow be did not know, as rich aud true and ineffably tender as now. He threw a sop to his common sense. "Miss Sherwood is a little thing" (the image was so surely talti, "with a bumpy forehead and spec tacles," he said to himself, "or else a provincial youog lady with big eyes to pose at you." men he felt the ridicu lousness of looking after his common sense on a moonlight night in June also, he knew that he lied. The song had ceased, but the musician lingered, and the keys were touched to plaintive harmonies new to him. He had come to I'lattvllle before "Caval leria HusUcaua" won the prize at Home, and now, entranced, he heard the "In- termeszo" f on the first time. Listening to this, he feared to move lest he should wake from a summer night's dream A ragged little shadow flitted down the path behind him, and from a soli tary apple tree standing like a lone ly ghost in the middle of the field came the "Woo!" of a screech owl twice. It was answered twice from a cluuir or elder bushes that grew in a fence eorner fifty yards west of the pasture bars. Then the barrel of a squirrel rifle Issued, lifted out of the white elder blos soms, and lay along the fence. The mnalc in the house across the way ceas ed, and Harkless saw two white dresses come out through the long parlor win dows on to the veranda. "It will be cooler out here," came the voice of the singer clearly through the quiet "What a .night!" the yaw. The rltle rang out again, and the little ball whistled venomous ly overhead. Harkless ran along the fence and turned In at the gate. A loose strand of the girl's hair blew aero his cheek, and in the moon her head shone with gold. Bits had light brown hair and gray eyes and a short upper lip like a curled rose leaf. He set her down on the veranda steps. uotn of them laughed wildly. "But you came with me," she gasped triumphantly. "I always thought you wero tall," he sntwered, and there was afterward a time when he bad to agree that this was a somewhat vague reply. of silent beauty, passive find still, yet i breathing an antique i!ii-s.ip, sad. ' mysterious, reassuring. Hut ! ( !:-ij come a divine melody adrift on-the air Thronr-h the nr,r-n n-!m'frv- I tl,...r.ul Indoors some one stwk a peal of sil-.-. tit chords, like a harp touch:-! ly a lover, and a woman's voire, was lil ted. ' John Harkless leaned on the pasture bars and listened with uprai.sed head and parted lips. "To thy chamber window rovitg, love hath led my feet." The Lord sent manna to the children r,f Tun.t It, 4l. .rH,1 nv.inr- TT....1.1, had been five years in I'lattvllle, and a woman's voice flnglng Schubert's "Ser enade" came to him at last as he stood by the pasture bars of Jones field and listened and rented his dazzled eyes n the big white face of the moon. How long had It been since he had i heard a song or any discourse of music other than that furnished by the riatt vllle band? Not that he had i: i taste for u brass band. Hut mume that hp toved always gave him an ache or de light and the twinye of reminiscences f n'd gny dnys poti" forever. Tonight his memory leaped to the lust day of June gone seven years to a morn ing whn the little estuary waves twinkled In the bright ami about the boat "iu which he Bat, the trim laiineL that brought a cheery party ashore from their schooner to the casino land tig at Winter narbor, far up on the Maine coast Tonight he saw the picture as plainly ss if it were yesterday. No reminis cences had risen so keenly before his eyes for years. Pretty Mrs. Van Sknyt sitting beside him pretty Mrs. Van Skuvt and her roses what had be come of her? He saw the crowd of friends waiting on the pier for their ar xaL tUtLdozcn or so emblazoned cla"3- m. tie nan almost given up trying to cure himself. And he knew himself for a born lover. He had always been In love with some one. In his earlier youth his affections bad been so con stantly inconstant that be finally came to settle with his self respect by rec ognizing in himself a fine constancy that worshiped one woman always, it was only the shifting image of her that changed. Somewhere (he dreamed, whimsically indulgent of the fancy, yet mocking himself for it) there was a girl whom he had never seen who wait ed till he should come. She was every thing. Until he found her he could not help adoring others who possessed lit tle pieces and suggestions of her her i brilliancy, her courage, her short upper lip, "like a curled ros", leaf," or her oear voice or ber pure profile. He had no recollection of any lady who bad quite her eyes. He had never passed a lovely stn..er on the street in the o' i iVys without a thrill of delight and warmth. If lie never saw her again a:il the vision had only lasted for the tune it take a lady to cms the side Walk from a shop door to a arriage he was always a little In love with her been use she bote alwnt her somewhere, as did every prutly irl he ever saw, a suggestion of the faraway divinity, One does not pass lovely strangers In the street of I'lattvllle. Miss Briscoe was pretty, but not at all in the way that Harkless dreamed. For five years I the lover in him that had loved so of ten had been starved of all but dreams. Only at twilight and dusk In the sum mer, when strolling he caught sight of a woman's skirt far up the village street, half outlined In the darknesr under the cathedral arch of meeting hnuielies, this romancer of petticoats could sigh a trtie lover's sigh and, if lie t"i.t enough distance .between, Jly a CHAPTER IV. UDGE BHISCOK smiled grim ly and leaned on his shotgun tn the moonlight by the ve randa. He and William Todd had been kicking down the elder bushet and, returning to the house, found Min nie alone on the porch. "Safer he said to his daughter, who turned an anxious face upon him. "They'll be safe enough now. and in our garden." "Maybe I oughtn't to have let them go. Pooh! They're all right. That teal- swag's half way to Six Crnmroads by this time, isn't he, William T" "He tuck up the fence like a scared rabbit," Mr. Todd resiwudi-d, looking nto nia bat to avoid meeting the eves of the lady, "and I didn't have no call to foller. He kuowed how to run, I reckon. Time Mr. Harkltus come out tne yard again we see him take across the road to the wedge wood, near half a mile up. .Somebody els with blm then-looked like a kid. Must 'a' cu rros.., uie nem to join him. They're fur enough toward home by this." Ild Miss Helen shake hands with you four or five times?" asked Briscoe chuckling. ' "No. Why?" sold Minnie. "Because Harkless did. Mr ban.! acnes, ana I guess William's does too. He nearly shook our arms off when we told him he'd been a fool. Seemed to no nun good. I told him he ouirht to hire somebody to take a shot at him very morning Iwforo breakfast-not that it's any Joking matter" the old gentleman. Sulahed tuiO)gJitXulj., t K W 1 ! fine assortment of , o G I M R E Boots and Shoes I o f o m BALL BRAND RUBBER BOOTS, i o .0 Call and See. Bond Street. o ANDREW ASP, BLACKSMITH. Having lniUlled Rubber Tiring Machine of the latest pattern I an prepared to do all kinds of work in that line st reasonable prloes. Telephone S9L CORNER TWELFTH AND DUANE STREETS. First! National Bank of Astoria ESTABLISHED 1886 Capital and Surplus $100,000 (Continued Nsxt Sundsy.) Tired our, worn out woman cannot sleep, eat or worjj; seems as If she would fly to pieces. Holllster's Rocky Mountain Tea makci strong nerves and rich, red blood . 35 cents, Ta or Tablets. Frank Hart's drur itore. CENTRAL MEAT MARKET G. W. Mutton and John Fohrman, Proprietors. choicest rami and salt meat. - piwmit delivkht 54a Commercial St. Phone Main 331. Sherman Transfer Co. . HENRY SHERMAN. Manager Hacks' Carnages Buggfig' Cliocked and Transform! Trucks an Furniture Wagon- fianoa Moved, Koxed and filiijipcMl. .' 433 Commercial Street Phone Main 121 The rifle rang out again. JolTn vaulted the bars and started to cross the rond. They saw him from the veranda, and Miss Briscoe called to him In welcome. As his tall figure stood out plainly In the bright light against the white dust a streak of tire leaped from the elder blowioiim, and there rang out the sharp report of a rifle. There were two screams from the veranda. One white figure ran Into the house. The othf-r, a little one with a gauzy wrap streaming behind, -anie flying out into the moonlight straight to Harkle.ss. There was a second re port The rlllc uliot was aiiHwen-d by revolver. William Todd had risen up, iipparr-ntly from nowhere, and, kneeling by.. the pasture bars, llrt-d at the flush of the rifle. "Jump fer the shudder, Mr. Hark less'" he shouted. "He's In thrra el ders. Fer God's sake, come back!'' Empty handed as he was, the editor dashed for the treacherous elder bush as fast as his king legs could carry nim, but before ha had taken six strides a hand clutched his sleeve and girl's voice quavered from clone be hind him: "lia't run like Unit. '.Mr. narkless! I can't keep np." He wheeled uhout and confronted a vision, a dainty little figure about five feet high, a hushed and lovely face, hair and draperies t disarranged and flying. Tip stamped his foot with rage. "Get back in the hoiise" he cilod.' I I You mustn t go!" she panted. "It's the only way to stop you." t "Go back to the bounc!" ho nbouted savagely. i "Will you comer "Ier God's sake," cried Wllllnm Todd, "come back! Keep uut of the road!" He was emptying M revolver at the clump of bushes, the uproar of his firing blasting the night. Home one screamed from the house: ; "Helen, Helen P' . , John seized the girl's wrists. ' Her gray eyes flashed Into his defiantly. "Will yon go?" be roared. "No!" 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