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. •. BloMom Malar moment ,r count”— 7»u know, 1 Romance of the Jerseys, 1779. BUST BLASTS. [OoprrfR ht ® d *»T Houghton, Mifflin t Co., publlebed by arrangement with them.] CHAPTER IL Mistress Thankful remained at the wall until her lover had disap;)eared. Then ■he turned, a mere lissom shadow in that uncertain light, and glided under the eaves of the shed, and thence from tree to tree of the orchanl, lingering a moment under each as the trout lingers in the shadow of the bank in passing a shallow, and so reached the farm house and the kitchen door, where she entered. Thence by a back staircase she slipped to her own bower, from whose window half an hour before she had taken the signaling light. This she lit again, and placed upon a chest of drawers; and, taking off her hood and a shapeless sleeveless mantle she had worn, went to the mirror, and proceeded to readjust a high horn comb that had been somewhat displaced by the captain’s arm, and otherwise after the fashion of ‘^“d you wars afraid «ha count should now I had a OTeetheartf Well. I’M an "Then, why did you not tell him when yon slipped out an hour ago—eh, lass*" ^ « r “P ln * ker hand. Bnt Ms an one, Thankful; ’twas not for him I stopped you. Them la a young spark with him—ay, even as you left; lass—a likely young gallant; and he and the count am Jabbering away la their own lingo, a kind of Italian, belike; eh, Thank ful?" «**■” •!»« «ld thoughtfully: Which way came the other?" In fact, a fear that this young stranger had wit nessed the captain’s embrace began to creep over her. "From town, my lau." Thankful turned to her father as if she had been waiting a reply to a long asked question: "Well?" "Were It not weM to put on a few fur belows and a tucker?" qneried the old man. “ ’Tis a gallant young spark; none of your country folk." "No," said Thankful, with Mm prompt- nem of a woman who was looking her best and knew it And the old man, look ing at her, accepted her Judgment, and without another word led her to the parlor door, and, opening it, said briefly, “My daughter, Mistress Thankful Blossom." With the opening of the door came the sound of earnest voices that instantly ceased upon the appearance of Mistress Thankful. Two gentlemen lolling before the fire arose instantly, and one for ward with an air of familiar yet respect ful recognition. “Nay, this is far too great happiness, Mistress Thankful," he said, with a her sex to remove all traces of a previous i strongly marked foreign accent and a still observed that V %nore strongly marked lover. It may be here man is very apt to some from the sma est encounter with his dulcinea distrait, bored, or shamefaced; to forget that hla cravat is awry, sr that a long blonde hair is adhering to his button. But as to mademoiselle—well, looking at Pussy’s sleek paws and spotless face, weald you ever know that she had been at the cream Jug? Thankful Was, I think, satisfied with her appearance. Small doubt bat she had reason for it And yet her gown waa a mere slip of flowered chintx, gathered at the neck, and falling at an angle of fifteen degrees to within an Inch of a short petti coat of gray flannel. Bat so surely is the complete mold of symmetry indicated In the poise or line of any single member, that looking at the urect carriage of her graceful boown head, or below to the curves that were lost in her shapely ankles, or the little fleet that kid them selves In the broad buckled shoes, you knew that the rest waa as genuine and beautiful Mistress Thankful, after a pause, opened the door, and listened. Then the ■ofay slipped down the bask staircase to the front halL it was dark, but the door of the eompsay room, or parlor, waa faintly indicated by the light that streamed beneath U. She stood still for a moment hesitatingly, whan suddenly a hand grasped her own, and half led, half dragged her into the sitting room opposite. It waa dark. There was a momentary fumbling for the Under box and flint, a mattered oath aver or- or two impeding articlee of fnrnituiv and Thankful laughed. And then the light was lit, and her father, a gray, wrinkled man of AO, still holding her hand, stood before her. "Ton have been out. mietrees!" "I have," said Thankful "And not alone," growled the old man, angrily. "No," said Mistress Thankful, with a smile that began in the corners of her brown eyes, ran down Into the dimpled curve* of her month and Anally ended in the sudden revelation of her white teeth —“no, not alone.” "With whom?" asked the old man, gradually weakening under her strong, saucy presence. "Well, father," said Thankful, taking a seat on a table and swinging her little feet somewhat ostentatiously toward him, “I was with Capt. Allan Brewster, of the Connecticut contingent." “That man?” “That man I” "I forbid yon seeing him again.” M j' .Vi “/forbid you him again.* Thankful gripped the table with a hand each aide of her, to emphasise the statement, and, swinging her feet, re plied: "I shall are him as often as I like, father." “Thankful Bloaaoml" "Abner Blossom I" "Ism you know not," said Mr. Blos- ■om, abandoning the severely paternal m * n datory air for one of eonfldential dis closure, "I yon know not his repnta- tion - He ft accused of inciting his regi- to revolt—of being a traitor to the cause.” “And Blnoa when, Akgcr Blossom, have Jfou felt such concern for the cause? Since yon refused to sell supplies to the Conti- *«htal commissary, except at doable Profits? since you told me you were glad I htd not politics like Mistress Ford" "Hush!" said her father, motioning to •"* Pcrtor. , ’’Hush," echoed Thankful indignantly. T Won’t be hushed! Everybody says to me. The count says ‘Hush!’ ‘Hnsh!’ You say ‘Hush!’ I’m of this hushing. Ah! If there tWs ainan who didn’t say It to me!" and Thankful lifted her flue ryes to •he oafllng fosZ? bdw1m i Thankful—foolish. That Is why you require •“gfcmonltfoo.?* Thankful swung her feet In silence for • Mr **— suddenly leaped ^afcctehlo.aud.csUtag the old Upsto of his ooat, fixed her eyfli du rJ?? “‘ d ““ ■"Ptehwiy: “Why keep me from going in the rom- r^room? Why did you bring i..c In foreign manner "I have been In despair, and my frieno here, the Baron Pomposo, likewise." The slightest trace of a smile, and the swiftest of reproachful glances, lit up the dark face of the baron as he bowed low in the introduction. Thankful dropped the courtesy of the period, t e., a duck, with semicircular sweep of the right foot for ward. But the right foot was so pretty, and the grace of the little figure so perfect, that the baron raised hla eyes from the foot to the face in aeriona admiration. In the one rapid feminine glance she had given him, she had seen that he waa handsome; in the second, which she could not help from his protracted silence, she ■aw that his beauty centered in hie girl ish, half fawn like, dark eyes. 'The baron," explained Mr. win— rubbing Ms hands together aa If through mere friction he was trying to Impart a warmth to the reception which hie hard face discountenanced—"the baron visits us under discouragement. He cornea from far countries. It la the custom of gentlefolk of—of foreign extraction to wander through strange Unde, comment- fag upon the habits and doings of the peoples. He will find In Jersey," con tinued Mr. Blossom, apparently appealing to Thankful, yet really evading her con temptuous glance, "a hard working yeo manry, ever ready to welcome the stran ger, and account to him, penny for penny, for all his necessary expenditure; for which purpose, In these troublous times, he will provide for himself gold or other moneye not affected by these local dis turbances." "He will find, good friend Blossom," sold the baron with the soft, quiet gravity of hla eyes, "Aeauty, Wrsce, Acuompllah- moat, and—eh—Santa Marl*, what shall I say?" Ha turned appealingly to ths count. “Virtue," nodded the const. “Truly, Blnoo! all In the fair lady of thces countries. Ah, believe me, honest friend Blossom, there is mooch more la thees than in thoael" So much of this speech waa addressed to Mietreae Thankful that she had to show at least one dimple In reply, albeit her brows wore slightly knit, and ahe bad turned upon the speaker her honest, ques tioning eyes. "And then the Gen. Washington has been kind enongh to offer his protection," added the connt "Any fool—any one," supplemented Thankful hastily, with a slight blush— "may have the general’s pass, ay, and his good word. But what of Mistress Pru dence Bookstaver—she that has a sweet heart in Knyphansen’s brigade, ay—I warrant a Hessian, bat of gentle blood, as Mistress Prudence has often told me— and, look you, all her letters stopped by the general, ay, 1 warrant, read by my Lady Washington, too, as if ’twera her fanlt that her lad waa In arms against congress. Riddle me that, now!" " ’Tis bnt prudence, lass,” said Blos som, frowning on the glrL " ’Tis that ■he might disclose some movement of the army, tending to defeat the enemy." "And why should ahe not try to save her lad from capture or ambuscade each as befell the Hessian commissary with the provisions that you" Mr. Blossom, in an ostensible fatherly embrace, managed to pinch Mistress Thankful sharply. "Hash, lass,” he said with almulated playfulness; “yonr tongue clacks like the Whippany mill My daughter has small concern—’tis the man ner of womenfolk—In politics," he ex plained to hla guests. "These danger- some days have given her tore affliction by way of parting comrades of her child hood, and others whom she has much affected. It has In some sort soared her." Mr. Blossom would have recalled this speech as soon as it escaped him, lest it should lead to a revelation from the truth ful Mistress Thankful of her relations with ths Continental captain. Bnt to his astonishment, and, I may add, to my own, ahe showed nothing of that disposition she had exhibited a few moments before. On the contrary, ahe blushed slightly, and ■aid nothing. And then the conversation changed— upon the weather, the hard winter, the prospects of I he cause, a criticism upon the comnmndcr-in-chlef’a management of affairs, the attitude of oongreee, etc., be tween Mr. Blossom and the count; char acterised, I hardly need say, by that poo- Itiveuess of opinion that distinguishes the unprofessional. In another part of the room, it ao chanced that Mistress Thank ful and the baron were talking about themselves; the assembly balls; who waa the prettiest woman in Morristown, and wbetlier Gen. Washington’s attentions to Mistress Pyna were only perfunctory gal lantry, or what; and if Lady Washington’s hair waa really gray; and if that young aide-de-camp, MaJ. Van Zandt, ware really la lore with Lady VT., or whether Ms at tentions were only the seal of a subaltern —in ths midst of which a sodden gut of nwasn In n bunding, wmrunc ■warm of »tingle* flakes. The wtad, btt- strong, had already fosMoaed wMte feathery drifla upon the threshold. **er the painted haflehea oo the porch) and against the deer paste. Ifletreee Thaakfnl and the baron hod w **^*d to the rear door—the baron with n slight tropical shudder—to view this meteorological change. As Mistress Thankful looked over the snowy Jaud- ®oape, it seemed to her that all record of her past experience had bpen effaced; her very footprints of an hour before were lost; the grey wall oa which she Maned was white and spotleee now; even the fmmiw farm shod looked dim and strange and ghostly. Had aha bona there? had she aeon ths captain? waa It all a fancy? ahe acareely knew. A sudden gust of wind sloaed the door behind them with a crash, and sent Mia- treaa Thankful, with a alight feminine ■cream, forward into the outer dorknsae Bnt the baron caught bar by the wustand saved her from heaven knowe what imag inable disaster; and ths seen* ended In a half hysterical laugh. Bat the wind then ■et upon them both with a malevolent fury; and the baron waa, I presume, obliged to draw her closer to Me aide. They were alone, eave (or the presence of those mischievous confederates, nature I and opportunity. In the half obscurity of the storm she could not help tnrning her : mischievous eyes oa Ms. But she was I perhaps surprised to find them luminous, soft, and, as it seemed to her at that mo- ! “ent, grave beyond the occasion. An embarrassment utterly new and singular aetsed upon her; and when, aa she half feared yet half expected, he bent down and pressed Me Upa to here, she waa for a moment powerless. But in the next In stant she boxed Me ears sharply and van ished In the darkness. When Mr. Tllnaeini opened the door to the baron he was sur prised to find that gentleman alone, and •till more surprised, when they re-entered the house, to see Mietreae Thankful enter at the eame moment demurely from the frontdoor. When Mr. Blossom knocked at Ms daughter's door the next morning it opened upon her completely flremed, but withal somewhat pale, and. If the truth must be told, a little surly. "And you were stirring so early, Thank ful," ha said; "twonM hate been bnt decent to have hidden godspeed to the guaete, especially the baron, who seemed much concerned at vonr shaenre " Mite Thankful Mushed slightly, bnt an swered with savage celerity, “And since when it it neeeaenry that I should dance attendance upon every foreign Jack la the box that may lie at the honeef" "He has shown great eonrtaoy la you, mlstrsee, aad It a geatlemaa." “Courtesy, Indeed I" raid Mis trees Thankful. "He has not pnaomed?" eaid Mr. Bloa- aom suddenly, bringing Me eoid grey eyes to bear apoa Ma daughter’s. “No, no," said Thankful hurriedly, flaming a bright eearlet; "but—nothing. But what have you there? a tetter?" "Ay—from the eaptaia, 1 warrant,’’ •aid Mr. Bloeeom, handing her a three cornered Mt of paper; "twaa left here by a camp follower. Thankful," he con tinued, with e meaning gtenee, "you will heed my eounsel la see son. The captain te not meet (or such as you." Thankful suddenly grew pete end con temptuous again as she snatched the tetter from Me hand, When Ma retiring foot steps were loet on the stain she regained her eulor, and opeued the tetter. It waa slovenly written, grievously misspelled, end read aa follows: “aWKMUiar: A t^ranooa Act, be gotten la Kavy aad J-kJousIo, keeps me here e prisoner. Last night 1 war Beealy arretted by Servile Hauls tot that Free dom of Thought and E^pnswlon for which I have already Sacrifluri so much—uye all that Man hath but love and Honour. But the End te Near. When for tho Mainte nance of Power the Liberties of tho Peo ples ere subdued by Martial Supremacy and the Dictates of Ambition the State is Lost. I Ue in Vila Bondage here ia Mor ristown undor charge of Disrespeck—me that a twelvemonth peat left e home end Respectable Connexions to servo my Country. Believe me still yonr own love, albeit in the Power of Tyrants and con demned it may be to the scaffold. "The Messenger to Trustworthy end will speed safely to me such as you may deliver unto him. The Provender s&nktified by your Hands and made precious by yr. love was wrested from me by Servil Hands, and the Eggs, Sweetheart, were somewhat Addled. The Bacon is, methlnks, by this time on the Table of the Comr-in-Chief. Such te Tyranny and Ambition. Sweet heart, farewell for the present wind the boose; aad Mr. going to the boat door, eame back with the anoonnomnant that It ma snowing Heavily. And indeed, witMu that part hour, to their n’touiahed eyee the whole face ot na- ture >ud nhauaed Hie mom) wee •one. mass, a ieoy.*- na i —tefctog in the Waged lids a eu beauty aad pertly bring hte . "I am M*J. Van Eeadt. I have the beoor at addressing*' “Thankful Blew sea," eaid Thankful a little proudly, divining, with a woman’s •wilt instinct the eeuae et the major's hesitation. But her triumph wee checked by a new embarrassment visible la the free of the officer at the mention of her Mistress Thankful rend this composi tion once, twice, and then tore It np. Then, reflecting that it waa the first letter of hor lover’s that ehe had not kept she tried to put together again the torn frag ments, bnt vainly; and then in a pet new to her, east them from the window. Dur ing the rest of the day ahe waa consider ably distraite, ami even manifested more temper than she waa wont to do; and later, when her father rode away on Ms dsily visit to Morristown, sh* felt strangely relieved. By noon the enow ceased, or rather turned into a driving sleet that again In turn gave way to rain. By this time she became absorbed in her household duties—in which she was usu ally skillful—and in her own thoughts that today bad a novelty In their mean ing. In the midst of this, at about dark, her room being In the rear of the house, she was perhaps unmindful of the tramp ling ot hone without or the round of voices In tha hall below. Neither was un common at that time. Although pro tected by the Continental army from for age or the rudeness of soldiery, the Blos som farm had alwayu been a halting place for passing troopers, eommlseary team sters and reconnoltaring officers. Goa. Sullivan and CoL Hamilton had watered their horses at its broad, substantial way side trough md eat la the shade of Its porch. Mias Thankful was only awak ened from her day dream by the entrance of tho negro farm hand, Cmaar. »Fo’ God, Mirny Thaakfnl, them ■ogere te g'wtne Into samp In tha road, I reckon, for Ihey'e Jest making thaysevi free afo' tha houaa, and tbey’s aa officer in the eompaay room with Mo rpure cocked on the table, leadin' a book." A quick flame leaped Into Thankful’s cheek, and her pretty brows knit them selves over darkening eyes. She arose from her work ne longer the moody girl, bat aa Indignant goddess, and, pushing 1 the servant aside, swept down the stain 1 and threw open tha door. An officer sitting by the fire in on easy, lounging attitude that Justified the serv ant's criticism, arose Instantly with an air of evident embarrassment and surprise that waa, however, aa qnlekly dominated and controlled by a gentleman's breeding. “I beg yonr pardon," ha aaM, with a deep In oil nation of Ms haartaomo haad, “bnt I bad no Men that there war aay member of this bonrohoM at ' replied tha officer “Thaakfnl menu quickly, “Ton are, of Abner BloreomP "Certainly,” eaid Thankful, turning te Inquiring eyes upon Mm. “Ha will be tee berimee. Be baa gone oedy to Morristown " In a now fear that had taken possession of hor, •yes asked, "Ilea he not?’ The officer, answering her eyes rather than her lips, eame toward her gravely. “He will not return today, M utrees Thank ful, nor perhaps even to-morrow. He te —a prisoner." Thankful opened her brown cyeraggres- rirely on tho major- "A prisoner—for wfcatT 'Tor aiding and firing comfort to tha enemy, and for harboring spies," replied the major with military enrtneas. Mistress Thankful’s cheek flashed ■lightly at the last eentonce; a recollection of tho scene on tho porch and tho baron’s atolen kiss flashed ecrose her, end for e moment she looked as guilty aa If the man before bar had beea a witness to tho deed. Ho saw It, aad misinterpreted fusion. "Belike, then," said Mistress Thankful, •lightly raising bar voice and standing aqnarely before the major, "belike, then, I should be a prisoner too; for the guests of this house, if they be epfae, were my gueote, and, aa my father's daughter, 1 waa their hoeteee; ay, mao, aad right glad to be the hostess of eu^ gallant gentle men—gentlemen, I warrant, too fine to inanlt a defenseless girl; gentlemen epics that did not cock their boots on the table •r turn aa bonaat fanner'a bourn Into n An expression of half pain, half amuse ment, covered tho face of tha major, bnt ho made no other reply than by a pro found and graceful bow. Courteous and deprecatory aa It waa It apparently exas perated Mistress Thankful enly tha more. "Aad pray who are there spies and who te the Informer?" said Mlstr ere Thaakfnl, toeing tha soldier, with one hand trucu lently placed oa te flexible Mp and tha other slipped behind her. "Methlnks tie only honest we should know when and how we hare entertained both." "Your father, Mtetrcre Thaokful," aatd MaJ. Van Eandt gravely, "has long been respected of favoring the enemy; but It has been the pottey ef the coaunaader-ta- chief to overlook tho political prefereacre of non-oombntanta, aad to atrire to win their allegiance to tho good ware by Ub- erel privileges. But when It waa lately dterevared that Own etrengera, although hearing* pare frees Mm, hare toon fre quenters of this house under fictitious “You mean Count Ferdinand and thb Baron Pampero," said Thankful quickly —“two honest gentlefolk; and It they choore to pay their devoirs to a leas—al though, perhaps, not a quality lady, yet an honest girl" "Dear Mistress Thankful," eaid tha major with a profound bow and smile, that, spite ot its courtesy, drove Thank ful to the verge of wrathful hysterics, "If you establish (hat tort ■■and, from this slight acquaintance with your charms, I doubt not you will—your father to aato from further Inquiry er detention. The to n gentleman who the Influonre ot your sex, nor told Mmrelf a verse to tta (Mcioations. 9 ' "What te tha name ef this tafonnerf" broke la Mtotrear Thaakfnl angrily. “Who te It that has dared" "It te but king's oridonee, mayhap, Mtetrcre Thankful; tor tha informer te himself under arrest. U te on the Infor mation of Capt. Allan Brewster, of tha Coamcticn*. contingent." Mistress Thankful whitened, then flushed, and thou whitened again. Then ■he stood up to the major. “It’s a lie—a cowardly Iter* MaJ. Van Eandt bowed. Mtotreaa Thankful flew up stain, and in another moment swept back again into the room In riding hat and habit "I suppose I can ga and see my father," she said, without lifting her eyre to the officer. “Yea an free aa air. Mistress Thank ful My orders and Instructions, far from Implicating you In yonr father’s offenses, do not even suggest your existence. Let me help yon to your horse." Tha girl did not reply. During that brief interval, however, (tear had sad dled tor white mare aad brought it to tha door. Mietreae Thankful, disdaining tha offend hand of tho major, sprang to tha The major still held the reins. "Ons moment, Mietreae Thankful" "Let me got" she said, with suppmeeed paaalon. “One moment, I tog." Hte hand still held her bridle rein. Tha mare reared, nearly upsetting her. Crim son with rage and mortification, ahe raised her riding whip aad laid it smartly over the face of the man before tor. He dropped the rein instantly. Then to raised to her a face calm and colorlem, but for a red lino extending from hte eye brow to Ms chin, and aald quietly: awuac. ine tew lounging trooper* who wen witnesses of the scene prudently turned their eyes from the white face aad blaring eyee of their officer as to strode by them. Nevertheless, when the door eloaed behind him, contemporary criticism broke out: “ Tis a Tory Jade, vexed that she cannot befool the major aa she has the captain," muttered Sergt Tlbbito. "And going to try tor tricks on the general,” added Private Hicks. Howbeit both throe critics may have been wrong. For as Mistress Thankful thundered down the Morristown road ahe thought of many things. She thought of tor sweetheart Allan, a prisoner, and pin ing for her help and her solicitude; and yet —how dared he—if to had really be trayed or misjudged her! And then she thought bitterly of the count and the baron, and burned to face the latter, and in some vague wey charge the stolen kiss upon him es the csum of all her shame and mortification. And lastly ehe thought of her father, and began to hate every body. But Vbove all and through all, In her vague fears for her father, in tor pas sionate Indignation against the boron, In her fretful impatience ef Allan, oaa thing waa ever dominant and ebtrurive; one thing she tried te put away, but could not —the handsome, colorless face of MaJ. Tan Zandt, with the red welt of her rid ing wMp overlying its cold outlines. (To be pontinned.) Z". t :no more eye-glasses (As rain instantly. *T bad no desire to detain you. I only wished to any that when you are Gan. Washington t know you will to Just enough to tell Mm that MaJ. Tan Zandt knew nothing of yonr wrongs, or aren your presence ton; until you preasntefl them, and that rinee then to ton treated ""rat erenre he spoke sto was gma. At the moment that tor fluttering skirt ■wept in a furious gallop down ttoMll- 1 ride, tta maior turned andte-mtored tta NO MOKE WEAK EYIS 'Mitchell's Eye-Salve. A Certain, Sfcfc end Effective Remedy f..» SOKE. WEAK AND INFLAMED EYES. 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New LOWEST Goods, PRICES E.A.IRD'W.A.RE •AT OPSTl Groceries A Specialty, A.T Enterprise Grocery. 8ept“iber 13, 88 WHITE, Manager. Bring your Cotton Florence, S. C. BUG DIRECT BUM FOR A LARGE ETJZR-OIPIEJLitT IFIIRJVE I AM PREPARED TO PAY THE HIGHEST Market Price, And Can Handle the Staple in A. n. 37- ix cl xi tit y. SIDNEY Florence, 8. C., Sept. 20, 1888 IF YOU WANT TO OMtr BAHC.At**, ttOFQ Who carries a compete Lin# of Ory Oo«»<l8, Drew Good', No tion*, Bool* and Slur*, (Jlottonif. list*, »nd Cap*, Hteffdwtue, , 4c. A Ittrjre i*ock of Staple *fvd Faucy Groceries always t n j hand. Call and inspect hi* Large Stock and you will go home well satisfied. Opposition we invito—Competition we defy. /.WEINliyftG, September 13, 1888. .