RE-UNITED. The snow-packed, moonlit road, he. teen Haddam and Deansville, to the sound of annimuted chatter echoed mn voices, masculine many girlish and laughs and high pitched giggles, gru gr littl minine shrieks, in the scattered mt windows look after long “bob- sleigh, und observe with sympathetic was a load from Haddam salle Th houses rushed and lifted their curtius to | the Aha peo thinly their the flying team an smiles that it out on a sleigh ride. It was, in fact a party of eighteen lively young Haddamites—a conglom | humor and jolity, buf The driver had been instructed to stop iu Deansville. Precisely what they were to do in Deansville nobody knew nor cared It promptu affair sud their was a dis- eration of falo robes and hot soap-stones, greatly. was an im- tinct enjoyment in not knowing what was coming next. Under all the fun and good-fellow- ship, there ran an under-current of astonishment and disquieted inquiry, caused by the fact that Laura Rob- sons escort Chauncy Howard, a prom’ ising young lawyer, who had not been a resident offHaddam long, but who bad lately been appointed Justice of the Peace; and that Lint Gordon bad his cousin Carrie Marsh, under his wing. Apparently innocent facts, to be sure; but considering that Lint Gordon and Laura Robson had been the most devoted of engaged lovers for a good while back, they were highly exciting ones, “hat under the sun ?"” Jack Chaf. fee whispered to Kitty Knox, as he tucked a shaggy robe more closely about her. He jerked a thumb toward Lint sit’ ting in sombre silence beside Carrie Marsh )it is not positively necessary to be deeply attentive to ones cousin) and toward Laura, whose pretty blonde face muffled in her fur collar, was turned smilingly to the young justice, who was bending over her and evident ly in the midst of a funny story. “Well I dou't know that it's so,” Kitty Knox responded; “but Sadie Russ told me she heard it was some- thing about a ribbon that Lavra wore one night. Lint didn't like the color or something; I don’t kuow, Sadie didn’t know either; but she heard it was something about a ribbon.” Whatever it was all about the breach appeared to be a serious one. Lint Gordon remained gloomily silent amid the noisy merry-making. Now and then his cousin, a quiet lit tle person, looked up at him in sooth- ing tone generally failing to elicit a response But if Laura was suffering a like depression, it was by no means so ap- parent. She smiled into her compan- iom’s face, as she listened to him, prettily; she never once glanced to- ward Lint. As an engaged youug lady, she had hitherto been profound. ly indifferent to Mr, Howard; now she seemed to be making up to him for her past neglect. She gave him a close and admiring attention; her bright laugh mingled with the sound of the bell as they sped along. Lint Gordon's endurance presently exhausted itself. He stood up in the sleigh as they passed a soug little bouse with a cheerful light twinkling out through its closed shutters. The house was Lint's own—an inheritance from a recently dead uncle. It was occupied by a farmer aod his wife, who worked the place “on shares.” Liots share, to be sure, was not op- pressively large. He wasa generous open handed fellow, and he made a most satisfactory landlord, He laid a band on the driver's aim aod the bells ceased their jingling. “I think I'll stop off here over night. I have some matters to or range with Amidon,” he announced “Chaffe you see to Carrie, won't you ?” But there was a shower of chorus of remostrance and derision. “Oh come now !"” cried Chauncy Howard himself; you'll do nothing of the sort, Wecaa's spare you, Bit down—tumble in again !"” “Arrange matters with Amidon 1’ said Bes Dwyer, sarcastically, “Some thing about those two apples 7 Gor. don had two apples out of Amidon's hundred bushels last fall,” he explain. ed gravely, “Thats betler than he did with the potajoss” said Jack Chases. Amidon just rent him a photograph of the jo- tato pateh for his share,” Lint was pulled into his seat amid the laughter which followed, and the sleigh flew on past big snowy fields and straggling houses, till it jivgled into Deausville hotel Its proprietor came out on the porch and welcomed them in aflably. The girls were shown up where they took off their wraps before .mo- thed their ruf- BLAIS J a long mirror and fled hair, aud demanded of each other whether they looked quite like frights and went chatterring down in the par- lor, where their escorts were waiting: Then somebody proposed having supper, and they went the across to long dintng-room and disposed of a surprising quantity of hot oysters. When they went back to the parlor K ity Knox sat down obligingly and played a waltz, and followed it up with a quadrille; and then the gi ls declar- ed, with one voice that it was “awful late,” and ran upstairs forthwith to bundle up again, The sleigh was brought to the door, aud the soap-stones, freshly heated at the kitchen range, were tumbled back into it, and the jolly load of Haddam- ites jingled back toward Haddam. There was not quite such a babel merriment as before; in a tired and half drowsy state it was immossible to bs uproariously lively. But there was an increase of enjoyment, if that were prssible. Everybody was carrying on a low toned tete-a-tete with some- body else. Two couples crawled cozily under a spacious robe and told ghost stories, Chaunbey Howard sat close to Laura Robson and talked to her ina low Lint Gordon, with his eyes turned sternly away from them, sat motionless and spoke to nobody. Kitty Knox said to Jack Chaffee that it conldo’t possibly have been a ribbon ; it must have been something voice; more serious, There were no lights in the windows now. People had been in bed for four The sleigh slid along monotonously enough between the darkened houses, set in the wide, white stretches, which the moonlight. But all of a sudden break the piece of paper on the roadside was good hours. midst of shone in there was a dire in monotony. caught into the air by a gust of winp | { idly among the the horse nearest it eyed it wildly, and then swerved sharply, and the movement turned the sleigh neatly on its side. There was a choras of frightendd screams aod the astonishe tions. The driver leapel do: stood at the horses’ heads: the girls were pulled out of the snow un 1 auuly brushed off; the sleigh was its proper position, sad tle Toler buff - robes piled back into it, Then somebody perceivel ile wu mors outside o f the affair, and giggled aod the victims joined iu a ale of good humored lsoghter climbed into the sleigh. “Oh, we don’t mind a lictle thing like that!” said the gaily. “Driveon! the way they young justice, Are weall in by- They were not all in. A dark fig- ure lay half-buried in the snow of the deep ditch at the side of the road. The others had fallen at the safe distance from its edge; this one had been thrown over it. Laura Robson stood up in the sleigh and gazed downward. Her pretty face was white, and her blue eyes opened in a wide, frighteded stare. “It's Liot!" she cried, unsteadily. She sprang to the ground, and be- fore they could stop her, had clamber- | ed down the slope and was kneeling beside the motionless form. The others followed her hastily. Sbe took Liot's head into her arms His face, upturned to the bright light of the moon, was white and uncon. scious. The girl gave a little, broken MORN, “He's dead I" she whisperod. “He's desd! Ob, Lint.” She looked up pitifully at the group about her, If Chauncey Howard was taken aback by this sudden shifting of the “cenes, he had the good taste not to show it. He bent down and took Liot's hand. “Ob, no!" he sid briskly, He's only stunned.” He felt about in the snow for a minute, “He hit bis bead on this big stone { help me lift him up. | do fee uio | I don't think it Here, here when he fell, can bo serious, vou fellows ’ (3 They raised him carefully, with Laura clinging to his band and half sobbing. The sound seem to rouse him; opened his eyes and looked at her h Perhaps that young justice might he “My dearest girl!’ murmered, have been excused for looking a little disgusted. Certainly it was not the time or plac. for lover-like effusions. “Are some aoa you hurt?’ he inquired with I think,” Lint re- “I hurt my head, sponded. But he spoke as tu VET ough hal altogether a secondary consideration; he was smiling up blissfully at bis trembling sweetheart, “Well get Chauncey Howard commanded, and up the him into the sleigh,’ they walked slowly roadside with their burden. Jean Dwyer, “Why that” Gordon's place just down the road “Where are we ?”’ said looking about him. See here wouldent it be better to leave him her with Amidon? It's there, a longa ride home, you know and its, It might hurt him.” There was a murmur of approval He was tucked pretty cold. but Lint was silent, into a corner of the sleigh, with Laura close beside him. His pale lace was on her shoulder, and her arm was about him, They appeared placidly unconscious of the fact that they were observed with interest—but deeply sympathetic interest. Lottie Mixer said to Ben Dwyer, it was a in an enthusiastic whisper, that is was ‘too lovely,” and she was “so glad ;” and Ben Dwyer responded that things did seem to be straightening them. selves rather. Amidon came to the door witha lamp in his hand, and in an obviously hasty toilet, in response to the loud thum s and shouts, and stood gaping at the crowd of young people as they filled in. They more than filled the small sitting room ; there was hardly room for Mrs. Amidon to bustle about and set chairs, aod stir up the hall dead fire. f Lint sat in the midst of them, with A ohray his head on a pillow which somebody | had produced. Laura, witha sudden rush of consciousness, stood back tin girls, ," said the young man “bat “I'm nos hurt following her with his eyes; guess my best plan is to stay here. | rather broken up.” “Well.” turning up bis collar and glancing at eaid Chauncy Howard, the clock which stood at a quarter of three; “we'll bid you a ford adien ['ll send down a doctor, if you say so. | i rood-by."” Lint gave him a | wistfully at Laora. She tender glance in return, snd drew on one glove hesitatingly. “I=I hate to have you go,” he said o an injurad way. she fal. “I dunt like to leave you !” ered, Jack C He seized Laura by the arm and Chauncy Howard by the shirt collar and dragged him ap to Liot's chair, He put Laura's band in Liot's sod placed the young justice before them. “Dont you see?” he shouted. “By George! don't you see!” They did see. Chauncy Howard raised his brows and smiled. Laura turned a glowing pink and tried to get away; but Liot held ber fast. “Go on, go on!” he commanded. “Heaven bless you, Jack Chafee! Here stand op with me; and Kitty Kuox, come along and be bridesmaid. Now tie the knot Howard! I came rather pear losing her. I won't risk it again. Hurry!" It was all over in a minute, The young justice bad repeated the mar- riage service; the bride and groom had made the responses—ihe former tremulovsly, und the latter firmiy— and Lint Gordon and Laura Robson were pronounced man and wife, Everybody was shaking hands with the bridegroom and kissing the bride, aod the Amidons were beginning to recover from their petrified astonish- ment, “Don’t forget to come around to- morrow and register,” said the young Justice, practically, “Good-nights Mrs. Gordon 1” “You needn't miod about sending a doctor,” said Lint, beamingly. “I'm cured,” “Stop off and tell mamma,” wid haflee gs ve asadden whoop. Laure iu a bes eching winsper 16 Car. rie Marsl, it. The tie sleigh, talk and laughter “Toll ber 1 couldn't Lelp a ogy confined, , aud the bells s up merrily as I. til th hed away, with ard Laura \) i dior good-hy from right away house 10 baug asked in "paper sion days ago. wy Y es SAWP BR,” She sat in a chair before rack 11:45 went to dinner, np until o'clock, then N © Wilks y | y o'clock and remained uli ‘clock, whet ' ed a loug sig i clerk : “Dear me but it is most 5 « 8) late in the sey Mach une of YOU next Detroit Free Pre 54, won't get any ut all, RB and I'll probably bay spring.’ TW AI——— TOOK HIM AT HIS WORD “Didn't I caution you mot to make a noise with that horrid tin whistle? Little Johuny (quite Why, pa told me Mrs. naughty boy didn't Little Johnoy ( pertinaciously) yes, he did ma. crestinllen) 10 Brow I asked him to buy me & bicycle aud he said I would have to whistle for it.—Judge. - — A —— A BAD BOY AXND A WASP Among the passengers on the St. Louis express on the Erie Railway be. short time ago, was a much overdress- ed woman, looking Irisa nurse girl, who had self-willed, two year old boy, of whom the over. dressed woman was plainly the moth- er, bers f, charge of a the seat Ihe child such frequent exhibitions kept the vicious yells and in front, gave ol temper and filled with shrieks, was a general feeling of CAr in liguati nn. } though time and again he spit ia I |the nurse's face, scratched her hands, | and tore her hair and The the bhonoet, she bore { it patiently. indignation | Passengers was greater because the child's mother made no effort to [ Lo « him, rrect chided she manifested any firmness. ever this boy yelped ery was uniformly: but on the contrary, charply the nurse for the Let him have it Mary. attack, whea a Wasp came somewhere in the car and flew against the window of the nurse's seat. The boy at once made a dive for the wasp and it struggled upward on the glass. The nurse quickly caught his hand and said : Harry musto’t touch ! bite Harry ! Bug will mother awoke from a nap. She heard her son's sereams, and without lifting ber head or opening ber eyes, called out sharply to the nurse: Mary? Let him have it Mary let go of Harry. The hoy clutched at the wasp, aod caught it. | The yell that followed enused joy in the eatire car, for every eye was on the boy. The mother awoke again. Mary, she cried, let him have it! Mary tarned cal said : ly in her seat and Sare, he's get it, mum! This brought dowa the car. Every one on it roared. The childs mother rose up in her seat with a jerk. When she learusd what th: matter was, she pulled her boy over the back of the seat and woke sympathy by lying him across her knee and warmiog him picely. 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