The Argosy . u see him, hold the book out to him,and ask him to tell you whats on his mind. If he catches hold ofthe book hell speak ; but anyway you will see him no more. Mary took Father Dans advice. The next time Tom appeared,she held out the book, and said, Tom, dear, for the love of Godtell me whats keeping you frae your rest ? The spectre moved slowly backwards while she continued to holdout the book, and his eyes were fixed anxiously upon her face. You couldna keep the promise, Tom, dear, she faltered, tremb-ling with agitation. I wish you could get to your rest! I releaseyou frae your
The Argosy . u see him, hold the book out to him,and ask him to tell you whats on his mind. If he catches hold ofthe book hell speak ; but anyway you will see him no more. Mary took Father Dans advice. The next time Tom appeared,she held out the book, and said, Tom, dear, for the love of Godtell me whats keeping you frae your rest ? The spectre moved slowly backwards while she continued to holdout the book, and his eyes were fixed anxiously upon her face. You couldna keep the promise, Tom, dear, she faltered, tremb-ling with agitation. I wish you could get to your rest! I releaseyou frae your troth. As she said the words a smile seemed to brighten Toms face, andwhile she gazed upon him, the appearance gradually faded, and wasseen no more. But Mary drooped and pined, and died within theyear. There came a day in bleak November, when the Tamneywomen meeting one another, asked, Have you heard that Mary has just got to her rest ? Ay, neighbour: God send she has made a gude change the day!. THE ARGOSY OCTOBER, 1880. THE MYSTERIES OF HERON DYKE. CHAPTER XXVIII. MR. CHARLES PLACKETT IS PUZZLED. 11 TV /[ IND, Ella, you have promised to come to me in London _Vi during the autumn, and to stay for a fortnight at least,had been Mrs. Carlyons last words to her niece when she was leavingHeron Dyke : and, in making the promise, Ella Winter had fullyintended to fulfil it. But the autumn was drawing to a close,Christmas would be here before long, and the visit had not beenpaid. Circumstances had prevented it. But in those circumstances there seemed to be a lull now; andMrs. Carlyon took advantage of it. She wrote a pressing letter toElla. The cold weather was setting in, she said; her cough wasbecoming troublesome, and she had nearly made up her mind to goto Hyeres : but nothing would induce her to go anywhere until shehad seen her niece again. By return of post Mrs. Carlyon receivedan answer. Ella would pay the visit at once. On the following dayshe and Maria Kettle, w
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