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“Poor little Mistress Hetty!” he ex-
claimed. “Didst never have other
pleasure than singing psalms in the
church?”
“Nay, unless 'tis walking home from
prayers o’ nights,” she replied inno-
cently.
Then, as he laughed again, this time
more loudly, Hetty became conscious,
blushed and hung her head. The sight
of her pretty confusion touched Sir |
Godfrey.
“Here, Margaret, string thy lute,” he
cried, “and Mistress Hetty and I will
tread a measure,”
+ Margaret, smiling, touched the cords
‘gently, and La Fabienne, bowing low,
offered his hand to Hetty, who when
back in alarm, with white face and
. “Nay, nay, sir,” she stammered. “I
must fefuse thee. In our belief dane-
“T must refuse thee.”
ing is a sin that sends the soul to eter-
nal punishment, for so our preacher
hath ever taught us, and my brother
Josiah would cast me out of the house
Sir Godtrey, inclining his head cour-
interposing
hastily to cover Hetty’s embarrass-
“What ails thee, man, that thou would
ask a Puritan maid to dance? Thou
must excuse him, Hetty, as he knows
not the pious customs of our mountain
Come, dear Godfrey, read to
us from thy new volume of Will
Shakespeare. 'Twill delight sweet
Hetty, who hath great love for poetry,
and as for me,” she added, with a
smile, “thou knowest the sound of thy
voice is ever music in mine ears.”
In reading and pleasant converse the
was after milking time when Hetty
bethought herself of the lateness of the
Hurriedly saying her farewells,
:she ran down the roadway to the
fence, sprang over the stile and went
‘hastily in the direction of the pasture,
where the cows, unaccustomed to such
jrregularity, had assembled at the
gates, bellowing low plaintive calls for
release.
Breathless and panting, Hetty let
down the bars and, picking up a stick,
proceeded to urge the cattle to a
greater rate of speed than was usually
necessary. If her mother had return-
ed unexpectedly she was lost! Fright-
ened at the thought, she gave the last
cow in the line a sharp prod with the
stick, who, not accustomed to such'| she ever given him kinder glances; so,
rough treatment, looked baek-at her
reproachfully, then galloped awkward-
ly ahead of the others. The cows once
‘n the barn, it was a matter of a few
moments to collect the pails and stool
for milking.
Other evenings Hetty sat down to
this occupation cheerfully, usually sing-
ing lightly to the accompaniment of’ ; 3
the soft sound of the milk streaming’| struggling to free herself from ‘his
into the pail, but tonight the task was:| strong embrace.
distasteful to her. She took her seat
with a jerk and exclaimed" irritably:
when the cow, in order to ‘brush a 'fly?| troth with me.”
from its back, whisked its’tail acress
her face. ‘Keep. still, thou old beldam:
cow! Dost think I want mine eyéss
scratched: out o' my head?” 3
Although under the skillful manipu-
lations of her hands the pails filled rap-
idly, Hetty’s thoughts were not upen
her occupation, but were over. the
meadows at the Mayland Fiera
with La Fabienne and Margaret. The
poetical and romanti¢ vein that ran
deep in this girl's nature had been
touched by the afternoon’s entertain
ment. The handsome dress of Sir God-
frey and his gallant bearing, combined
with the exquisite beauty of Margaret
in her soft flowing gown of white linen,
caused Hetty’s little heart to ache with
sympathetic yearning. : ta
“Was ever seen such a bonny pair o’
lovers?” she thought. ‘Such trust, such
evidence of love in every action! Ah,
lackaday, woe is me!” oH X
She sighed hopelessly. |
“No lover more gallant than a Puri.
tan farmer, and instead of a lute a
milk bucksat!” : : >
At last, her task finished, she carried
the heavy pails to the dairy. 1
“Methought Sir Godfrey regarded me
with a pleasant gaze,” she said to her-
self as she rested on a.churn near the
door. grish © id
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strike her she raised her: face quickly;
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mayhap he would ha’ admired mé
more,” she said. “As tis, perchance, he |
might speak o’ me to a comrade high
' in favor at the French court who would |
fall in love with his deseription and |
come bravely here to woo me.”
The thought was so pleasant to the |
imaginative, romantic soul of little |
Hetty that, forgetting to pour the milk |
into the pans and set them away for
the cream to rise, she sat on the edge
of the churn, her head resting against
the wall, lost in her rosy hued day
dreams. With her hand in her imagina-
ry lover's, who wore a suit of light
blue velvet trimmed with silver Braid-
ing, she was just making a low cour-
tesy before the king of France when
her illusions were roughly dispelled by
the loud, hearty voice of Simon Kemp-
ster, who having seen his adored Het-
ty enter the dairy, followed im Her
wake to have a chat with her. From
the excessive heat and the exercise’ of
carrying a sack of potatoes a long: dis-
tance Simon’s face was: red’ and per-
spiring; his rough suit of liomespum;.
unbuttoned at the tliroat, soiled’ and
shabby, hung loosely on. his: sturdy fig=
ure, and his broad farming: hat made:
of reeds was torn and broEen at the
edges. He laid down tlie sak: and en—
tered.
Startled from her brilliant dreams:
by Simon's appearance; Hetliy's
thoughts fled from tlie: court’ of thie
king of France amd fastened thems
selves upon matters: of tlie present, tle
most important of which: were the full |
milk pails. Springimg off the eliurn and
returning Simon’s pleased grin: with am
absent smile of greeting; sheproceeded
to fill the row of pesvter psms: with thes
white foaming milk.
Fanning himself with his: Brokem hat,
Simon watched her from Bis place at
the door with admiring eyes. I oe
curred to him that Hetty had never be-
fore looked so pretty. The red celor in
her cheeks had heightened; her eyes
were brighter; she held her little head
higher, and in his estimatiom went
about her homely task in the same
manner as would have a queen. Look-
ing at her white throat, he thought of
the silver heart lying om her fair bosom
that he had given her and that she had
received with so much pleasure—a
sweet secret safe between him and
Hetty—and his honest heart gave a
great throb.
Stepping to her side, he asked her for
a mug of milk. Hetty’s pleasant after-
noon and her consequent happy day
dreams had left her in sort of an up-
lifted state. She wished good fortune
to all and gave Simon the refreshment
he demanded, with a smile of happi-
ness.
“Poor Simon,” she thought as she
carried the first full pan to the but-
tery. “What a kind friend he hath
ever been to me, There’s many a lone-
ly hour I would ha’ spent without him.
When my lord doth come and I ride
away I shall not forget Simon. Hap-
pen anon I may have influence to have
him made lackey at the court.” ,
Returning for another pan, with her
heart and mind full of her good inten-
tions, Hetty bestowed a more than or-
dinary sweet glance of esteem and
kindly feeling upon her visitor, whose
heart, always full of love for her, ached
now: to bursting with fancied encour-
agement. Only when wearing his new
churchgoing black suit, he thought, had
regardless of his untidy appearance,
he clasped the astonished Hetty in his
arms, and thoughts that for months
had been filling his mind now took the
form of words and sprang from his lips
in sentences expressing his passionate
love: for her. ;
“Art gone daft, Simon? Ha’ done, I
tell thee!” she cried in angry surprise,
_ “Hetty, say the word,” he entreated.
“Promise to be my wife. Plight thy
“@oward,” she cried, “to hold a maid
agajnst her will! ‘ Dost think IT want a
cowboy for a husband?”
He loosed his hold and drew back as
if stung, with staring eyes and a face
from which all eolor had gone. 3
“Thou dost not love me, Hetty?’ he
asked solemnly. “An’ all our swéet.
friendship is to go for naught?”,,
“Love thee?” Hetty gave her head a’
toss. “Whoe’er put theughts of my
loving thee into thine idle brain? Nay,
silly. Look not so downcast,” she
cried, “an’ take my best assurance that
our’ friendship hath not been in vain,
foriso dear I hold thee in my heart
that but e’en now before thou spokest
thy« foolish ‘utterances I was making
plans for thine advancement.”
Unable to understand and much be-
wildered, Simon watched Hetty as she
airily lifted her skirts and, holding her
head very high, walked up and down
the dairy in imitation of a grand lady.
“For thou knowest, Simon,” she con-
tinued, with a patronizing nod, “me-
thinks to marry a French courtief who
will come anon on a white steed to woo
me and take me back with him to Par:
is, there to set me up in a grand palace,
with countless serving men ahd wom-
en to do my bidding.”
“Hetty, what nonsense is this?” 8i-
mon cried in desperation. “What man
is this thou hd ‘BY
{-vere, and, the shadow, receded. slowly
down,
~ “But know this, Simon Kempster,
that I'll ba’ none of thee. Dost think I
would bother with thy little scraggly
farm when T can be mistress of a
grand estate? However,” she conclud-
ed condescendingly, her foolish little
mind slightly troubled by the broken
hearted expression in her companion’s
| eyes, “think not that I will forget thee,
Simon. Why, who knoweth but I may
make thee overseer of one of my farms
in the provinces. Think on that—thy
bright future—with joyful anticipation,
| good Simon.”
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He came and stood before her with
white, drawn face, depicting desperate
earnestness.
“Then thou hast meant nothing by
any fair words thou might have spo-
ken?”
“Fie, Simon,” she giggled nervously,
more affected than she knew by his
seriousness, “out upon thy eross looks!
Thy solemn countenance would give a
body the megrims! Who said we
could not be friends?”
Kempster turned his back upon ber
and walked away. At the ‘door be
paused.
“By all this talk then thou deth mean
that thou ecanst not love me—that
thou’lt never be my wife?”
“Thy wife! A common farmer's
wife?” Hetty laughed a low, rippling
laugh of amusement. “Nay, good
Simon, thou must seek thy mate
among thine own farm loving kind. As
for me, I will wait the arrival of my
gallant eourtier.”
“Hetty, hast forgotten the lowe
verses?” His voice was enfreating;, =
“The verses! Ha, ha!” :
She laughed again, this: time more
merrily. “To speak o’ your silly rhymes
as verses, forsooth! Why, body eo me,.
good Simon, thow shoulds& buy a book
of good Will Shakespeare’s: verses, an’
then thou’dst know what poetry is; an’
ne’er more speak agaim, I warrant
thee, ¢ thy momsensical rhyming’
Something must have snapped in
Simon's heart, it went down with such:
a bound. Blindly he turned and
groped his way out of the house; not
seeing the sack of potatoes: resting on
the ground, tripped and almost fel!
over the house dog lying asleep in the
shade and strode on with head down-
cast over the wet roadway, into the
dull shadows of the approaching twi-
light.
CHAPTER XVI.
DAM, the goldsmith, waited late
that afternoon for Christo
pher’s return. Impatient at
his delay and angry at the
sight of the unfinished chores, he
paced up and down the room restless-
ly, pausing at frequent imtervals to
look out of the doorway with nervous
anxiety toward the forest footpath.
“Tis passing strange,” he muttered.
“The lad’s ne’er done the like before.
If he'd a thought of fear I'd say the
storm delayed him, but such things as
thunder showers ‘ud ne'er bother
Christopher. Nay,” shaking his head,
“the lad’s willful and eareth not that
the chores are undone.”
Just then a shadow fell across the
threshold. Adam came forward ex-
pectantly.
“Ah, bless me, Mistress Taunston!”’
he exclaimed in surprise. “Methought
twas Christopher. Happen didst see
that good for naught as thou didst
come through the forest?”
“I saw “him not, good Adam,” the
dame replied, “but I walked rapidly, as
I am in haste to reach the house of
Sister Hemming, that my son brought
me word an hour since had been vis-
ited by the Lord with an affliction of
numbness, so I bethought me that my
prayers and services might be of use
at the bedside. Did thy lad stray
away?’ :
“Twas after the hour of noon that
I sent him to the Mayland farm with a
trinket that I mended for the young
mistress,” he replied. “I’ truth I would
not ha’ been in such good haste to send
it had not thy good son Josiah warned
me of possible evil contained in the
papist symbol of the golden cross.”
The woman threw out her hand in a
manner that suggested hopeless resig-
nation at the rashness of the old man’s
act and, addressing him harshly with
tragic earnestness, said: “Thou didst
send thy lad with that emblem of the
black art, Adam Browdie. Forsooth,”
with an ominous shake of her head,
“’twas no wonder then that the storm
ose betimes, turning peaceful elements
into devil’s turmoil to bring honest folk
to their knees calling on God to save
them! Ah, sorrowful day!” she sighed
drearily, then, raising her voice in re-
buke, ‘said, “’Twas thy duty, man, to
ha’ burned the wicked trinket instead
o’ sending an innocent lad with it, to
bring destruction so him!” \
‘Adam, pale with apprehension, cow-
ered back against the door. The words
of his visitor were so positive and ber
it that the old man was already aghast
at the possible consequences of his fool-
ish act. .s ’
“I must be on my way, good neigh-
bor.” ' Mistress’ Taunston' lifted her
skirts: preparatory to leaving. “But
happen thy lad returneth not by night-
fall I would counsel thee to rouse the
village, call the men out for a search,
and if aught of harm hath befallen
Christopher as a result of touching that
cross,” she continued sternly, with a
threatening emphasis, “I wot measures
must be taken at once to force the
wearer of it to destroy it.” »
“Aye, aye!” the trembling old man
concurred eagerly. “Such evil m-
cracks worn for the sake o’ wicked
vanity shovld be destroyed. Mayhap,
alas, enough harm hath been done
a’ready! Ah, woe is me! ’'Tis bad
“time we ha’ fallen on?” ~
“Truth hast thou spoken. God keep
thee, Adam.” dob \
“And thee, good dame.” 3
The woman passed on, grim and se-
from the threshold.
her eyes beaming with brightness. |.
“An I had had the roses in.my hair,
“’Tis no man that I e’er seen as yet.”
Hetty continued her pacing up and
That night a party of men carrying
torches searched the forest vainly for
manner carried: such conviction with |
| the missing lad, calling his name Ioud-
ly, then listening with straining ears
for a response. But none came to their
strong and eager cries, the accustomed
stillness of midnight on the mountain
being broken only by sounds of hurry-
ing feet, shrieks of birds, roused from
their nests by the unusual disturbance
and glare of lights, as they flew through
the trees with noisy clapping of wings,
and the peculiar wailing sound of the
wildcat as with gleaming eyes and
showing its teeth savagely it slumk
among the underbrush.
But it was not until morn that they
found him, At the peaceful hour of
dawn, when the sun was sending its
first warm rays of light across. the
horizon line, tinting the sky with rosy
pink that presaged the coming of an-
other glorious day of life and aetivity,
Taunston shouted to the others that
he had found him, and his companions,
running to the edge of the precipice,
saw the bruised and swollen body of
poor Christopher, held securely by a
protruding root of a gnarled oak tree
that had eaught under his jacket, toss-
ing up and down on the rushing, tum-
bling waters of the stream below, his
glazed eyes wide open and staring,
looking vacantly into the shocked amd
sorrowing faces: above hin.
CHAPTER XVIE.
HE next day Sir Godfrey Ea
Fabienne, accompanying the
mistress of the Mayland farm,
was Mding up the mountain te-
ward the village, slowly and with
slackened rein, talking earnestly i
fow tones.
“Nay, Godfrey, I am not ill. But
since the shocking news. ef Christer
plier’s death I canmot lift his trouble
from my heart,” she was saying in pe-
ply, evidently, to some remark he had
just made: “I do repromch myself
that in. mine own security I allowed
the lad to foilow his: inclination and go
into: danger. One commanding word
from me, with assurances. that I would
take: all blame of the-goldsmith’s anger;
would have sent him: to the kitchem
Ah, lackaday!”
“Thou’rt over seasitive, my love; an’
must needs bear the suffering of all
about thee,” La Fabienne said. “Blame
not thyself for what was not thy fault.
By the Lord, thom asked the lad to
remain and he would not. None ether,
Margaret, unless she had thy tender
eonsciemee, would so. unjustly reproaeh
herself. Come, cheer thee. Laugh,
smile, sweet, or else, I swear, I'll get
the blme megrims myself!”
“Jest not, dear Godfrey, for me-
thinks: that others: hold my careless-
ness: against me, for yesternight, when
ridimg through the village, I noticed sul-
Ien looks, and instead of the wsual
formal greetings saw only frowning
glances or averted faces.”
“Again ’tis thine imagimation that’s
at fault,” her companion insisted, in
gay good humor. “God’s pity, but I
cannot much blame thee, sweet, for of
ail lean shanked, sour faced folk I e’er
have met these mountain folk take
precedence. Thou should hear good
Gaston’s surly jests at their expense!
Right merrily would thou laugh, my
sweet.”
Margaret not making reply, they pur-
sued their way in silenee until they
reached a low log house, where just
‘before the door a group of children
were throwing corn to a hen and her
young brood. An elder girl, barefoot-
ed and dirty faced, looked up curiously
at the approach of the riders; then,
throwing back her tangled hair, opened
her eyes in wonder at the sight of such
unusual splendor, for the bright sun
fell on Margaret's hair and lighted the
threadwork of gold on her dress, the
soft wind caught her long white veil
of gossamer wound about her riding
hat, tossing it lightly in the air, and
La Fabienne, in his uuual splehdid
dress, rode after her, smiling, his hand
in the leather purse of his belt, ready
to throw some loose coin to the young-
sters. i
At that instant a woman in a torn
-| cotton frock appeared at the doorway,
her face drawn in terror and pointing
a long finger toward Margaret.
“Tirzah! Clarinda! Luke!” she shriek-
ed. “Come ‘in behind the doors! 'Tis
the lady with the evil cross! Hast for-
got the lad Christopher's fate? Run!
I'command ye to run!’ )
white faces and in great fear, rushed to
their mother’s ‘side, clinging to her
door and noisily drew the bolt.
“What sald the shrefvish wench?”
‘asked La Fabienne as he took his place
beside Margaret.
“1.01 not exactly get her meaning,
but she called. the children from me,
death,” she replied. “As I told thee,
‘Godfrey, all blame of the lad’s mis-,
fortune is laid to mine indifference.”
La Fabienne noting the cloud on. his
‘companion’s face, his own grew dark,
‘and he laid his hand upon his.sword..
+%By heaven, Margaret; an any man.
‘makes such insinuations in my he:
{Pll run him through!” iis notes
“Nay, talk not of bloodshed, God-
freéy,’ “she answered; ‘with a gentle
sigh, “but think rather of the time’
‘when we will ride away together from
| these unjust people to a joyous and
| happy life in France” '"" :
“Naught but that hope and the sweet
| joy of thy presence doth keep me here,
I do assure thee, Margaret,” he replied
seriously. “But, mark me, sweet, until
we leave no man slights thee without
| settling the reckoning with me.”
; Margaret, whose kind heart was full
‘of sorrow and trouble at the recent
‘misadventure, also the consequent con-
duct of her neighbors, took heart at her
lover's fond words. st :
“Thy protection and love giveth: me
great comfert, Godfrey,” she replied.
Then, with a little sigh, “But, I wot,
‘this is: a most ‘depressing neighbor-
hood.” 2
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|' .La Fabienne laughed lightly, amused
| 8t her last observation. «+ of gs
| “See, yonder,” she continued, “is Ad-
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The panic stricken’ children, with’
skirts tremblingly as she slammed the
warning them of poor Christopher’s sad |
am’s cottage, the goldsmith, where poor
Christopher’s body lieth awaiting bur-
ial. Methinks the wreath of roses I
sent yesterday was not enough to ex-
press my sympathy. I would like to
offer Adam some gold, Godfrey. Hap
pen the old man is in need in his hour
of trouble.”
At the sound of horses’ hoofs Adam
Browdie appeared at the door, and
when he saw who it was drew back,
with blanched face, his tongue cleaving
to the roof of his mouth.
“I give thee good day, Adam,” Mar-
garet said, riding closer, “and I have
much sympathy with thee in thy sor-
row. Wilt take this small handful of
gold, good man, as at times like these
folk have many extra needs?”
The sun, glittering over the house,
fell on the cross lying on her bosom,
illuminating it. In Adam’s fear and
terror it was all he saw, and to his ex-
cited imagination it appeared to blazen
forth, covering the whole front of her
dress.
(To be Continued.)
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eave efonte 1.05 p. m., week-days, arrive at
one, 2.10 p. m., at Altoo 2
Pittsburg, ou p.m. Ba S100, mie
Leave Bellefonte, 4.44 daily p. m., arrive at Ty-
rone 6.00, at Altoona, 6.55, at Pittsburg at 10,45,
VIA TYRONE—EASTWARD.
Leave Bellefonte, 9.53 a. m., week-days, arrive
at ‘lyrone, 11.05, a. m. at Harrisburg, 2.35 P-
m., at Philadelphia, 5.47. p. m.
Leave Esllefonts, 1.05 p. 2B Veeck days, arrive at
3 . m., &
at Philadelphia, 10.47 p. me E» 38 P. m.,
eu ellen 344 rm. gaily, arrive at Ty-
.00 p. at Harris!
Philadelphia dif a. ro 2purgy at 16.00 p. wm,
VIA LOCK HAVEN—WESTWARD.
Leave Bellefonte, 1 25 p. m., week-days, arri
. . mm. - ve at
Joe Haver 2.10 p. m., arrive at AA 7.40
VIA LOCK BAVEN—EASTWARD.
Leave Bellefonte, 9.32a.m. week-days arrive at
he ok owes Soca, a. . leave Williamsport
. Mm, at .
be at Philadelphia at 6.23 p. li S20 pam,
ave Bellefonte, 1.25 p. m., week-days, arri t
Lock Haver 210 p m., leave Williamsport.
at 2.53, p. m., arrive H:
ea hiiadelphia 33 Cn a, 0 pom,
‘ave Delefonte, 8.16 p. m., week-days, arri
Logie Haven 2:15 D n.7 leave Williamepors,
. Hi ArT] .
rive a1 Philadelphia at 7.178, no > T&F
VIA LEWISBURG.
Leave Bellefonte, at 6.40 a. m., week-days arrive
at Lembo, at 9.05 a. m., Montan on, 9.15
L Harrisburg, 11.30 a. m., Philadel hia,3.17 p.m.
eave Bellefonte, 2.00 p. m., week ays, arrive at
fAovisburg 4.35, p. m. at Montandon 4.45 Pp.
Harvisbate, 7.00 p. m., Philade:phia at 10.47
‘For fall information, time tables
ticket agent, or address Thos. E. ae Sol on
er Agent West:
gr \Be Bt estern Distriet, No.360 Fifth Avenue,
TYRONE AND CLEARFIELD, R. R.
NORTHWARD,
SOUTHWRD,
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5 3a 1 hin Tyrone ...... 920 11"50[3 35
8.38 3 0g. Ee ne.....|d 9 14] 11 14|5 29
Tor 468 3 1 ves Selo! 1 120s or
7 1Li¢ 4 16if 8 22. Vanscoyoc... f 9 08|f11 035 23
Jha N.... rdner.... £9 00(f10 595 17
R42 £8 31).Mt. Pleasant. f 8 52/110 51|5 og
104 45/...... ummit,..., f 8 45/110 44|4 59
jy 44 8 49/.8andv Ridge..| 8 39 10 38i4 55
f 8 51 Retort, ..|f 8 36/|f10 35|¢ 5;
7 38/f 4 44if 8 52 f 8 84/f10 33 a
748 4% 9 02 | 828 10 25/4 49
EA ET a secon] 10 204 37
HIT vu, f 8 19|f10 164 31
Bisons. f 8 15/110 12|4 27
fois), 2 5a. 8 13 10 10/4 25
Nsuirao f 8 08/10 03|4 17
Bin ax £803 958412
Ew 7 67 9 52/4 06
28! 537 952... tT 9 3003 oo
S01f 5 39if 9 55). | he £9 383 on
341( 8 43/110 00 vse |f 7 35(f 9 30(3 41
3 4%fi0 0 £9 25/3 36
5.....Clearfield....| 725 9
pied) f10 23)... Riverview... 7 161 8 0l3 3
56 6 14) 10 50. gous. Bridge.|t .....|f 9 04l3 14
0:31 £10 35/-Curwensy. le.| 7 05 9 00/3 1c
: 91110 50|...... Rustic... .|f 6 50/f 8 50|3 00
4(f 6 25/f10 57 f 6 44/f 8 44/2 54
20, 6 30| 11 05 6 40| 8 40/2 &g
M.I P.M. !| A, MM LAP. MIA M Ipm,
Ox SuNpAvs- -a train leaves Tyrone 3
making all the regular stops Tne aD ;
arriving there at 11:05. Returning it leaves Gram.
Diss a 2:50 p. m., and arrives in Tyrone at 5:35
BALD MAGLE VALLEY BRANCH,
WESTWED, EASTWED
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On Sundays there is one train each wa
B. E. It runs on the same schedu Ai the
morning train leaving Tyrone at 8:10 a. m., week
days. And the
Haven at 3:45. Rfiernoon (raft leaving Look
LEWISBURG & TYRONE RAILROAD.
EAST WARD.
Nov. 29th 1903.
WESTWARD
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BELLEFONTE & SNOW SHOE BRANCH.
‘Time Table in effect on and after Nov. 20th 1908.
A
Mix | Mix | Stations. "| Mix | Mix
fesaesnnan . 9 32 FT 25
. 918] 415
. | 915|. 4°10
Ean
40( 11 26/4 hoor Ev:|'730] 330
P. M.| A. M. A. M.{P. M.
“f stop on signal. Week days only. ©
W, W, RESORT, YR Woop.
. General Manager. General Passenger Agent.
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MOVEY TO LOAN on goad security
WESTWARD | ) | BASTWARD 1
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3 00| 19 15{6 30| ... Bellefonte ....|" 630
3 97] 10 20(6 35|..... Coleville.,...] : 10
3 12] 10 23(6 38/...... Mortis....... 07
3 17] 10 27/6 43|.....Stevens....... 08
..Lime Centre..
3 21{ 10 30/6 46|.Hunter’s Park.| 00
3.26 16 50|.. 55
3 32 8 55 va B 50
335 5(7 00]. “45
3 50 1742) 0s - 12 07|§ 27
Ol. ru a ; ag 780
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' F. H. THOMAS, Supt.
; and houses for ren: aly ie a
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