KILDEE; Or, The Sphinx of the Red House.

BY MAY E. BRYAN,

Author of "The Bayou Bride," "The

Fugitive Bride," &c.

CHAPTER XX,

Madame Gonzalis went straight to Kildee's room. She found her sitting by the table, composed and tearless, though profoundly sad. She was thinking what she should do when'she landed in the strange city of Wall? port next morning. She determined to leave Aphrodite Island as early as she could get away. " Kildee—Kildee, look at me." She started and laced her pseudo mother. The look in her eyes made Madame Gon zalis involuntarily withdraw the hand she had placed on the girl's shoulder and fall back a step. "What do you want with me?" asked Kildee coldly. "Are you really so unreasonable as to wish to leave the only roof that olfers us shelter ?" "I would rather shelter myself under the naked sky. I leave this house in the morn ing, never to enter it again." "And leave me —your mother —your invalid mother ?" " If you will go with me, I will try to find shelter for us both, and I will work to support you. If you refuse to go, I must leave you." " You quite forget that you are nob your own mistress. You are not legally old enough to discard parental authority." " Nevertheless, I must take my desbiny in my own hands. I cannot trust you — my mother though you may be, Oh, that I had a true mother—a good mother—as Lottie has." The passionate cry made Madame Gonzalis stand silent and pale for a moment. Then she came closer to Kildee. She seated herself and drew the girl close to her. "Listen to me, my child," she said. " You are making yourself miserable, when you should be happy. You misunderstood Mr Carleon just now. He was on the point of offering you a destiny brighter than even I could have hoped for you. Kildee, you can remain here in this beautiful home as its mistress—as the loved and honoured wife of Miles Carleon." " I would nob be his wife for a cibyful of homes." Kildee's quiet tones were firm as steel. Mrs Gonzalis felt at once that her_ decision was final, yet she tried to combat it. " You are mad," she eaid ; " You must be. Mr Carleon is rich, accomplished, a gentleman by birth and breeding. And he loves you fondly ; he will do everything to please and gratify you. You will be the envy of every woman in Wallporb." "'And my own scorn. Don't say any more, please* Nothing could induce mo to marry Mr Carleon. What I saw in his face, and what he said—just a gleam, just a word or two, was enough to tell me whab he is. I will not marry him, if my life de pends on.my doing it." Mrs Gonzalis started up in sudden fury. She saw the hopelessness of Carleon's cause. She saw herself burned from the luxury and indolence of Aphrodite Mansion. " Obstinate, ungrateful girl!" she cried. " You shall repent this. 1 will show you that you cannot sot aside my authority so easily. You wish to escape from my charge that you may hunt up those strolling players, svho are glad to be rid of you, and throw yourself in the arms of that young vagabond you are in love with. But we. wifl see whose will is the. stronger." She quitbed the -room without another look ab the pale, miserable, yet sternly-set face of the girl. Kildee passed a wakeful night, agitated by painful, despondent thoughts, bub never faltering in her determination to leave Aphrodite Island in the morning. She rose before sunrise, dressed herself, finished packing her trunk, and went down-stairs. Her mother's door was fast, and there was no response to. her knock. Sho went to the little building in the yard occupied by Goff and his wife. Goff usually went very early to Wallport to attend the morning market; but now she saw him standing on the steps of the tiny cottage with nothing in his appearance to betoken an intention of starting on his trip across the bay. "Are you going to Wallport this morn ing, Goff?" she asked. He answered in his usual gruff way that he was not. "Well, I want you to go that you may take me. Mr Carleon is willing ; and here is your pay," holding out some silver. He looked greedily at the money, bub shook his head. "It's against your mother's orders," he said. " Couldn't go if you give me a hand ful of money." " I must try to row myself across, then, Kildee said. "I don't know anything about handling the oars, but some boat may come to my help. If not, I can bub drown." She walked around to the front of the house and down the gravelled walk, nob heeding the dewy, fresh-opened flowers or the flashing fountain. When she reached the gate, set in the tall spear-pointed iron fence that encircled the grounds, she found it fastened. She remembered that this gate as well as the one in the rear were always kept locked. She returned to Goff to procure the key, bub failed to get ifc. He declared he had given it to Mrs Gonzalis. Kildee found she must wait until that lady's late hour for rising. She breakfasted alone. Mr Carleon, Sophie told her, had had his coffee half an hour ago and had gone out in the grounds. Sophie brought word at last that Mrs Gon zalis was awake. Kildee went to her room. She was sitting up in bed drinking black coffee from a tiny, old china cup. She received Kildee coldly, and, in answer to her request for the key, directed her to get it from the pocket of a dress, lying across a chair. Kildee failed to iind ib in the pocket. "Then ib has dropped somewhere, and willhave bo be found! Get bhem to look upstairs and on the terrace, but don't trouble me ; my head is ready to burst." Kildee looked at her keenly, more than suspecting that the loss of the key was a pretence. She could say nothing, however; sho could only search for the key. She looked through the two rooms and the hall Mrs Gonzalis designated as the places in ■which the key might be found, then went out on the terrace. She was walking slowly with her eyes on the ground, when she came suddenly close to Carleon. He ■was leaning against a tree looking pale and unhappy. A faint smile brightened his eyes as he saw her, and he made a move ment to approach her. Her cold look and slight bow made him pause a second, then he stepped before her and said : " Will you sit here by me on this bench a few minutes ? I have something to say to you." She hesitated, looking him calmly in the face. She moved close to the tree and said: " I will stand here and listen to you, Mr Carleon." . Her cool, composed manner struck him •with surprise! ,-«■* ' .-, •' Her good blood asserted itself, he said to himself with admiration as be looked at the little proud face and firmset lips. More than ever was he resolved to win her. He leaned his arm upon an outreaching branch of the oak and brought the tnaglC of his blue, sad eyes to bear upon her. »

" Kildee," he said, in his soft, caressing tones, "your mother told you what I wished, what was the dearest hope of my heart; and you—well, I will not, I cannot take what you said then as final. You had just been frightened by an impetuous utterance on my part. The words that escaped me were the expression of a sbrong, deep love. Child, I love you, as I never loved before. lam no sainb ; I have led a recklesß eoib of life, but I am tired of it. Since I knew you, I have felt whab sweet ness there could be in pure lovd, a quiet, domestic life. Can you not give me that love, that life, Kildee—my little bird—my darling ?" He bent over her, his eyes, his voico full of entreaty. Never had Miles Carleon pleaded so earnestly with a woman, never had he watched a woman's face with such intent eagerness as now he watched this little oval face that flushed rose-red under his close, passionate eyes, and paled agai.i, but never lost its mould cf proud reserve. And though her voice was low, there was no quiver of weakness in it. " No, Mr Carleon, I cannot marry you— if this is what you ask of me."

"Why, Kildee?" "I do not love you ; do not respect

you." He? reply stung him with keen pain. He, who had thought himself invincible with woman, felt humbled and crushed before the frank contempt of this slim, un formed girl. . „ " This is your return for my kindness, he said, white with pain and anger. "I have asked no favour of you. You have been kind to my mother, and she thanks you ; I will do the same for her sake, but for myself—l have but one kind ness to ask of you-it is to help me quit this place." "I will do no such thing.' " Then I will find a way to leave it with out your help." , . She turned from him, slightly bending her head, and walked away. He looked after her, uttering a muttered curse, then his lip trembled and a spasm of pain swept over his face. , „ "She is the first creature lever loved, he muttered. " And to be spurned, baffled by that child ! It shall not be-^she shall not outdo me. I will make her my wife, and after that if she does nob love me she shall learn to pretend that she does. Half an hour later Kildee, coming out on the upper verandah, saw two men in a boat, crossing the bay. She felt sure they were Goff and Carleon. She went down to her mother's room and inquired if the key ot the gate had been found. " Yes," said her mother icily. " Why did you not lot me know ? " I could not see that it was any concern of yours," answered Mrs Gonzalis, without lookino- up from the book she was reading. Then she added: "Mr Carelon has taken the key with him." Carelon did not return until night. As he entere-i the hall Kildee saw that he was accompanied by a thickset, venerable-look' ing man, with white flowing beard. " It is the oily-tongued person whom Mrs Gonzalis brought to prove that she was my mother," thought Kildee. "I would know that too-benignant smile anywhere. I won ; der what brings him here ?" She vaguely scented treachery, and re solved to°be watchful and prompt. She had seen Goff give the keys of the gate to her mother. She determined that she would ask Mrs Gonzalis to sleep in her room to-night and would slip the keys from that lady's pocket while she was asleep, and try to make her escape by moonlight. "I want no supper," she had said to Mrs Gonzalis ; bub when Sophie brought up a dish Of hot cream toast and a pot of tea she felt the impulse of appetite, and ate a slice of the toast, and drank two cups ot the hot, strong tea. "This will keep me awake," she thought. " Ask my mother if she will not come lip and sleep with me to-night; I am not well," she said to Sophies *Ju. '*?•]•*' * She put her hat and shawl where she could get them without striking a light. She buttoned a white loose wrapper over the clothes she had worn through the day and lay down, as though undressed. Presently Mrs Gonzalis came in and spoke to her. Kildee answered pleasantly. Her tone deceived the woman. "She has yielded," she thought. "Carleon has brought her round." She undressed and lay down beside Kildee. "And so my dear girl has reconsidered, and will act for her own and her mother's happiness?" she said presently, and at the same time she put her arm over Kildee. The girl did not answer. She restrained the impulse to reply as her heart prompted, but she could nob bear that embrace. She felt herself shuddering at its serpentine suggestion. ■ . "Please take your arm off," she said faintly. "It makes my breathing diffi cult." , The arm was removed and Mrs Gonzahs turned over. Presently she seemed to be asleep ; and Kildee, who felt herself grow ing Strangely drowsy, thought she had better secure the keys at once. She might nob wake again at an opportune time if she allowed this occasion to pass. She rose softly, throw off the white wrapper, and began to search in Mme. Gonzalis's pocket for sthe keys that secured the gate and the boat. They were nob there. She was sadly disappointed. She had beensure of finding the keys and slipping out of the house through one of the windows below, the shutter of which was broken. As she lifted her vexed face from the vain search she encountered the sharp, black eyes of Mme. Gonzalis. The lady sab up in bed. "Mr Carleon has the keys," she Baid.

" He shall give them to me to-morrb*v, Or I will enter complaint against him in court for detaining me here," Kildee said. A twinkle in Mrs Gonzalis's <3yes seemed to ask, " How will you get to a court of justice ?" but she made no response. Kildee sat by the window and looked but at the glistening, dewy leaves of the tall trees, and ab the glimpses of misty moonlit sea she could catch between the foliage. But the feeling of drowsiness Overcame her, and she crept back to bed. She lay there crying softly till she fell asleep with the tears undried on her lashes. Such a deep sleep it was ! She did not wake from it Until the Bun was high in the heavens. She started up; her head felt dizzy, her eyes, swollen. Mme. Gonzalis Was not beside her; Bhe had dressed and gone. .... " How late it must be !" thought Kildee; ♦' How did I happen to sleep so soundly ? Could it be that the tea was drugged ?" She almost lost courage at the thought that those about her would nob hesitate to resort to such means to force obedience to their wishes.

" Oh ! it will not do for me to stay here another hour. I must contrive to climb over the iron fence in spite of the spikes. I will do it this very morning," was her rapid resolve as shfe sprang from bed. Her toilet was made in a few minutes; then she went to the door to open it. It was fast. The key was no longer on the inside. The door had been locked on the outside, and she was a prisoner in her toom. , . .

She stood for a short time reflecting on this new outrage. Then she beat upon the door loudly with hfcf hands, calling to her mother and to Sophie, but there was no Response. All was still below stairs. She ran to the window. The room was in the rear of the house ; trees shut out the view ; the wall descended sheer to the rock-paved ground, a distance of fifty feet at least. In moving about the room he? attention was attracted to a small table covered by a white cloth. She removed the cover* and found a neatly arranged breakfast, a trifle cold. On the table lay a note, which Bhe Unfolded and read: «'No mother of mine!" cried Kildee,

trampling the note under her little foot. " I have felt it always; I know it now. No true mother would want her child to marry that man. Oh, if I had a good mother—like Lottie's ! But I have not even a friend. There is not one being in the world I have any right to apply to even if it were possible to send word of my situa tion here.1' She buried her face in her hands and gave way to tears. Only for a moment though ; she sprang to her feet and threw back the mass of tangled hair, her dark eyes flashed resolutely. They shall never force me to do this thing," she cried. "I will stay here a prisoner for ever." There seemed little prospect of her get ting away. She was shut up in an isolated house in the centre of Aphrodite Island—a place undor the ban of respectability, and never visited save at the rare tunes when Carleon invited a parby of friends to be his guest. She was locked up in a room at the back of the building, situated in a story above the lower floor and a basement. Tall trees narrowed the view from the two windows so that she could nob see or be seen by any person who mighb visit the island or approach ib in a boat. There was no way to reach the ground trom the lofty windows. The sheets even had been removed from the bed ; her trunk keys had been taken away that she might nob tear her olothmgjinto strips with the hope of making a rope long enough and sufficiently stout to bear her weight. Even if she should suc ceed in reaching the ground, it would still be impossible for her to leave the island. The (rates of the grounds were locked, tnt3 boats" were securely fastened. Yet she did not despair, and nob one thought of yielding crossed her mind.

CHAPTER XXI.

The wharf at Wallport in the hot after noon sun is nob a very inviting place. Sloops and schooners, a few large ships, and a number of steam vessels are anchored in bhe harbour. Near the landing a steamer is discharging freight, another getting ready to " back out. ' Roustabouts in red shirts are darting to and fro like swarming bees. Boxes, bales, and barrels litter the wharf ; peanut vendors and hotpie men cry their wares. And through the shouting, the puffing, the cursing, and the noisy laughter trickle the melancholy notes of a violin playing the funeral march in the seventeenth movement. The performer is totally unconscious of the incongruity between hie music and his Surroundings —unconscious of the jeers of the ragged boys that danco around him and watch for an opportunity to seize by its tail the marmoset, Zaoh, that sometimes shyly peeps from the bosom of his grey woollen shirt. It is St. Peter, Kildet's protdge, tho dafb "orchestra" of the Ducciole Company. When the troupe got ready to leave Rock Spring, after the sorrowful parting with Kildee, they missed St. Peter. Inquiries brought to light the fact that he had followed Kildee, had climbed On the platform of the train that bore her away, and had been allowed a seat in the baggage - car. Arrived at Wallport, he huntecf up Kildee with dog-like instinct of devotion, and was making his way to her side, when she entered a carriage and was driven away. He ran after her, keep ing the carriage in sight, and reached the wharf in time to see her seated with Mme. Gonzalis in a boat which a tall, blonde, bearded man was pushing from the shore. He strained his eyes after the boat until it; disappeared in the gathering twilight, and then sat down on the sand and played the funeral march with tears rolling down hid blank, bewildered-looking face. He took up his abode on the wharf. He slept at night on a cotton bale ; the boat hands and wharf boys gave him stale pea nuts and apples and sometimes bread and cheose in return for his music. When bhe tall, yellow-haired Russ came from the !Island for the marketing St. Peter would rfoltowhimrand on his reburn to the wharf, where he had left his boat locked to the pier, the poor creature would beseech Goff by signs and inarticulate entreaties to take him in the boat. After being repulsed several times he lost heart, and would only watch the Russian's departure with wistful looks. He made his way to the wharf every day, though now he was partly lodged and fed at the Charity Home. Mayor Heathcliff had taken him there in his carriage one day, when, faint with the heat and want of food, he had dropped, like a limp bundle, across a cotton Dale, just as the mayor was stepping from his carriage to meet some arriving friends. Dreamily as he played on this sultry afternoon, the player kept a watchful, wistful eye upon the island boat, ns it lay softly rocking on the gentle swell near the water's edge. A storm was coming up (bhe same sborm Which Heathcliff and Miss Montcalm were watching from her wiudow). Presently Goff came, hurriedly striding down to the land ing.carrying his heavy basket. He did nob see St. Peter, who got up and followed him, a crowd of boys at his heels. Goff unfastened his boat, threw the chain and padlock into it with a clang, put his basket in place, and seating himself with his back to the shore, gathered up the oars with a quick movement and an appre hensive look at the rising clouds. He did not see St. Peter step in stealthily after him and take his seat in the stern of bhe boat, just as the little craft was pushed Off.

The boys on the shore set up a chorus of shouts and laughter. Goff thought they were jeering at him because he was foreign, and he would not condescend to turn his head. He sat bolt upright and bent his strength to the oars. He was several hundred yards from the shore before he discovered that he was carrying a passenger. He turned upon the saint With a wrathful imprecation, bub the dull eyes met his in child-like appeal. For half a minute he hesitated whether to turn around and carry St. Peter back to the" mainland, and by so doing probably get caught in bhe gale, or whether to brave his master's wrath by taking the man to the island. He had received strict orders from Carleon to take no one to Aphrodite, and to let no one come inside the gates, and Goff obeyed|orders with the unquestion ing fidelity of a foreign servant, and one Who, as a conscript, nad had a taste of military discipline. But another look at the threatening clouds decided him to keep on. Carleon would never know. He would put the crazy fiddler off upon the island, but would take care he should not get inside the gate. With another growl he turned to his oars, and did not speak again .until he had run the boat's nose upon the sandy beach of the island.

Then as St. Peter got out and prepared to follow him, he shook his fist at him threateningly commandinghimtostay where he was. St. Peter came to a standstill and stared with a vacuous smile into the frown ing face of the Russian. Goff proceeded On his Way, but when he reached the gate there was the daft fiddler pattering close behind him.

He turned about ahd strode up to the intruder with wrathful gestures. Ap parently, these had the effect of cowing their object, for he sat down on the ground and dropped his head upon his arms, which held the beloved fiddle in their embrace. Goff looked at him with hesitating pity for a second, and then proceeded to unlock the freat iton gate and push it ajar to admit im and his big wicker basket. Hardly had he got inside when he felt something shobt past him, and turning saw St. Peter running up the walk. He started after him, but the fugitive darted out into the shrubbery and began dodging and doub ling about so actively as to baffle his clumsy pursuer; The rain now began to fall, and Goff de termined to carry his bundles and baskets

into the house, then return to hunt up St. Peter. , But that personage was nowhere to be found. Tired and hungry, Goff went around to the little peak-roofed cot among the trees which was tenanted by him and his wife. The rain was now pouring, and the air had grown chill. A little fire of pine wood was crackling merrily on the hearth, and beside it was Sb. Peber, playing on his fiddle, and Goff's wife listening wich delight, while a pot of smoking coffee, and plates of sliced brown bread and beef on the table added to the inviting character of the picture. " What's the sense of turning him outin the storm," said the wife, " a poor brain less one like him ? His music makes me feel good. Ib takes me back to the old land. Let's give him a bite and a shelter to-night, and in the morning early you can carry him ashore, and the master will be none tho wiser." Goff had a weakness for the fiddle and a deference for his wife's judgment, so the daft musician was allowed to stay. _ He rosso ab daybreak next morning and made his way to the house. AH was silent, and he wandered around the building until he came to the great sycamore before the window of the room in which Kildee was confined. On the grass lay some fruit the H-irl had thrown out the day before, unable to eat it. St. Peter looked up a pear tree to regale his peb upon. While Zach munched his breakfast, his master took a, seat at the foot of the sycamore with his back to the house and began to play. The notes were soft and slow, but Kildee, wake ful and unhappy, heard the familiar air. A wild hope leaped into her heart. The music sounded like St. Peter's. Could it be he ? Were her friends near ? She sprang from bed and ran to the window. She could see no one. Yes, there was Zach, sitting on his haunches chewing his pear' with zest. "St. Peter, St. Peter," she called in eager but cautious tones. He started up from the ivy-muffled base of the tree, turned his face toward the house and looked around, then up. He saw her; tho precious iiddle slid unheeded to the ground, and the poor creature, uttering tho half-articulate cry—between a laugh and a sob, by which he expressed emotion, stretched out his arms to Kildee. She too held her arms to him ; then she shook hot head and expressed by sign 3 that she was a prisoner. " They have shut me up here ; I canno get away. Tell bhem to come and free me," she said, but he started at her bewilderedly. It was plain he did not rompreheud. Then she tried bo ask after her former friends.

Mr Duck, Lottie, Max—were they here, but she could not tell if he meant to reply that they were not here, or whether the gesture was merely a token of non-compre-

heiiHion.

" Yet they must be in Wallport or St. Peter would nob be here. They may be looking for me. How will I leb them kno.v '!"

She thought a moment, then an inspira tion seized her. She caught up a peach from the tablo and held it out of the window.

" Zach, Zach," she called

The marmoset had recognised her before and had scampered with delight when she spoke to him. As he caught sight of the red-and-yellow peach, he ilungaway the core of the pear and began to clamber up the ivied wall of the building. He climbed rapidly ; in a little while he was in reach of her arm, and she seized the furry creature, drew him inside, and hugged him in her delight. He returned the caress, for he had loved her next to his master; bub presently he held out his tiny paw for the peach. While he devoured it, Kildee carried out her idea. She had no scrap of paper in the room. Her little writing-desk, her books, pens and pencils had all been taken out the night before or in the morning while she slept so heavily. But she had found a morsel of pencil in the grate, and with this she proceeded to write on the smooth, polished surface of a clean cuff, one of the pair she had laid out to put on thab nighb she expecbed to make her escape from the island :

"To Tnrc Mayor of Wat.t-port,—l pray you to come to my aid. lam a girl of innccent life, forcibly confined in a locked room on Aphrodite Island. Come and free me, and I will thank you ou my kneed.

" Kildee."

She did not know who the Mayor of Wallport was, but she was sure there must be some such ofiicial who might have power to protect her. She knew no one to apply to. She hod seen Hazard Hall but a few minutes at Rock Springs, and had not un derstood even that he lived at Wallport.

She fastened the cuff securely around the marmoset's neck while he munched his peach. Suddenly he dropped it and grew fidgety. He had heard his master's whistle and understood the summons. Kildee gave him a'parting squeeze and put him out of the window. She watched him anxiously as he scrambled down, and drew a breath of relief when she saw him leap in to St. Peter's arms, for she had seen Goff approaching: through the trees. . He came up to St. Peter and laid his arm roughly on his shoulder.

"Come along," he said gruffly. "You git away quick ; you not want you head broke. Te master be up soon."

St. Peter tried to resist, but the Russian's stern way of speaking appealed to his habit of obedience, and he suffered himself to be pushed along, hugging his fiddle and with Zach safe in his usual refuge—the bosom of the saint's flannel shirt.

Shortly afterward Kildee heard the sound of oars ; Goff was taking St. Peter back to the main shore. A deserted, lonely feeling overcame the girl for a moment, as she listened to the monotonousrhythmof the oars. Then hope revived. Her message was safe around Zach's neck. If Max and her other friends were not in Wallport, still there was a probability that someone would see bhe cuff around the marmoset's neck, have the curiosity bo examine ib, and take her message to the Mayor.

" God grant it!" prayed the girl, worn out with anxiety, confinement, and soli tude.

No one but Sophie had entered the room since it was first locked upon her, and Sophie had refused to open her lips in answer to any question. She came in twice a day with a tray of food. The first time the door opened—just widely enough to admit her—Kildee had quickly pushed her aside and flung herself into the opening, only to be caught in the iron grip of Goif, who stood guard at the door, and thrust her back into the room.

Both the Russian and his wife believed Kildee to be a wayward, disobedient girl, who had once before run away from her mother, and was bent on* doing so again.

To be Continued.

THE AUCKLAND EVENING STAR. FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 30, 1887.

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Railway Time Table. Ttf" E W ZEALAND RAILWAYS. "" TIME TABLE. —On and Ararat APRIL 1, 1887. AUCKLAND AND ONEHUNGA LINK. Auckland „ _ " ' to Week Days, Sats only. Sunday* Onehunga. i ... a.m. a.m. a.m. o.m. no'np.d. p.m. p.m. p.tn. p,m, p.ro. p.m. p.m. a.m. p.m, Auckland., dep. 7.15 .. 8.4010.4012.0 2.0 4.15 5.20 6.20 .. 10.0 1.10 11.40 9.0 2.5( Newmarket June 7.25 .. B.bl 10.60 &.10 2.10 4.25 6.80 6.50 .. 10.10 1.20 11.50 9.10 2.« Ramuera.. .. 7.30 Z 8.6610.651115 2.15 ~5) 6.85 045 .. 10.15 1.25 11.55 9.15 2.« •Green Lane .. »• •• *• •• Ellerßlie ' 738 .. 9.0 11.5 18.86 2.2S 4.40 6.45 6,45 .. 10.25 1.35 12.5 9.22 2.6$ Penroee Junction 7.45 8.56 9.1111.1012.30 2.30 "4.45 6.60 "6.52 7.30 10.30 1.40 12.10 9.26 2.5? "TePapapa •■ Onehunga.. arr. 7.55 9.5 9.2011.2012.40 2.10 4.68 6.0 7.0 7.4010.40 1.60 12.20 9.35 3.7 - , , , | i ! -- ; g at - Dne'ga to Auckl'd. a.m. a.iti.iaum. a.m. p.m. p.m. p.m. p.m. p.m.p.m.p.m. p.m. a.m. p.m, Onehunga ..dep. 7.6 8.20 9.30 10.0 12.10 1.0 4.25 5.10 6.35 7.1510.50 2.0 10.0 5.3 C PenroaeJunc. Z ?.is}B'.Bo 9.40 10.10 11&20 1.10 t8438 §5.20 §6.451|7.80 11. 0 2.10 10.10 6A\i Kllerslie „ 7.20 8.35 9.45 10.15 12.25 1.15 440 5.25 .. 7.3511.5 2.15 10.15 5/3. "Green Lane .. •• •■ >• • •• •■ Remuera .. 7.30 8.44 9.55 10.24 12.35 125 4.51 5.35 .. 7.45 11.15 2.25 10.21 5.53 Newmarket Jun 7.35 8.49 10.1 a10.30 12.40 1.30 5.4 5.40 .. 7.50 11.20 2.31 10.26 5.63 Anokland, arr. .. 7.45 8.58110.10 10.39 12.50 1.40 5.13 6.50 .. 8.0 lLSff 2.40 10.35 6.7 " Change for Onehunga. § Change for Otahuhf. 1 Change for Waikato Stations. a Change for Kaipara Branch Stati )na T Chaneo for Mercer and In'-ermedlate Stations. 1 Change for Auckland and Intermediate Stations, MAINLINE. AUCKLAND-MEROER-TK AWAMUTU--OTOROHANGA, South—Week Days. I A P.M. AM. A.M. A.Mt A.M. A.M. P.M. P.M. P.M. 6.20 Auckland .. .. dep. 6.0 6.20 7.15 8.0 11.40 4.15 4.55 5.20 6.30 Newmarket JuncUon .. 6.10 6.35 7.26 B.IQ- 11.55 4.25 5.7 6.30 6.35 Remuera 6.15 6.40 7.80 8.15 B 4.30 5.12 5.35 * Ellmiie^" 0 " " I: 6*22 6.48 7.38 8.23 I 4.40 _&25 JAS_ i.£, Penrase Junction Z -6.28 7.0 «8.0 8.31 12.25 t4.49 fi.so Otahuhu.. .. { d a£ 640' 40 7 Vio B\ lo 8.41 12.40 4.59 6;.° Z Pnnafniti-u *. * _■ •• 12.55 6.8 Manurewa .. .. .. •• * •• - }->°. ?•£ Papakura - 8-0 - •• I|o 6.37 DrmT :: :: :: :: r. 8.15 :: w ut 5,55 „ ::l *Ruuciunan .. - * " " » * puShe* " :: :: _ 8.57 :: 9V52 2.19 6.23 ':: z "Buckland .. .. .. •• - „.„ R .o Tuakau 9-21 « •♦ 2.43 6.43 pjkeno8 '*1'*1* ** «U8 Z Z 8.3 7.0 " Z Pokeno .. - -. ~ o - 10M aiJs UQ .. Mercer .. „ {top. ~ .. .. 10.55 3.40 „ .. ■ ... ■•Wliangamarino .»..— ••••• * • "* *• ~ "Wairangi ... _.... — •••• , — •« •Rangiriri ......... — .... # — .. Huntly „ .. 12.15 6.25 _ „ „ 'Panniri " ~ i 2-30 6-40 - XU.UUW i .. «■•• •• •• ~" in in a til Ngaruawahia _ .. .... « •• 12^ 8 6-, 10 •J'ukete - * » "Teßapa .. .. « " , m ... - - . ( arr .. .. 1.20 6L45 _ — c Fvankton Junction | dep * tm _ 1.30 D 6.55 'Rukuhia * ~ •• „. B _. •■ — — Ohuupo .. .. „ .. 8.35 „ .. 2.5 ~30 „ Kga'roto 0*4 Z " " 8.55 " V. 2.25 7.50 Z Z Z 1 arr 9.0 _ .. 2.30 7.a5 .. .. _ TkAwamutct .. ficp. -10 - "TePuhi _ ~ •• - •• I 'Kawa, „.._..— ■• .. _ .. _ •Kiokio " H " on 'Otorohan^a n m I •• ' •• ' a'" '■ •• ' yM.■ -■ •• North—"W-iac Uatb. A.M. A.M. A.M. A.M. A.M. P.M. P.M. P.M. •Otorohanga _ .. -. dop. .. - .. - EB.IO ♦Kiokio _ — .. — —•• •* •• — # •♦ . — — "Kawa .. — .. — •._ .. .. .. •TePuM Varr: Z V. Z 9.0 Z Z TkAwamutCT - \de p. _ -• .. .. 9.15 _ ~ 3.0 Ngaroto .. - ~ •• •• r - » •• 9-, 23 - - 3.5 •Lake Road - •• •• •• " „,. •• - „„ Ohaupo ..„-..•• - '• - - 9-i 5 - - 3.25 *Rukuhia ..-.-••- - - - ntm - .. ( arr. — — -• ~ 10.20 _ — 4.0 Frankton Junction _ \dep. - - •• - 10.35 .. _ 4.10 *Te Rapa -...----•-" - * - - * *Pukute ..«.-.«•—— — •• " „ " — TfS wallla: : : : - - "• - "St - *S iiuX :: r : r - .. - « - .12.25 . > 5.20 "Ohinewal - _ - - - - •• - T —.- * *f?angiriri „_*. — —••••-• — — nVairangi ..-._-- '• - « * - - *: nVhansamarino - - - ;; v » : r__ ,„.. Mercer „ _ - \ dep. - « 6.20 11.30 2.5 .. _ 6.50 Pokeno .._....- - •■ 6.31 11.43 2.16 „ „ 7.0 S aaT rattt: : : : : : m ™ z z \ P Bukeko a he d. „ r : r : : 7.10 &£ % z z $ ..----- - * * * ~ -* JRunciman _ - - - - _ 7.17 1.10 ■ 5.37 Z 8.10 "Hunua ...._ — ..— •■ * ' * — .. * ■ Papakura.. _„_..-. - §,1 1.26 3.47 _ „ 8.18 Manurewft „ - .. B.K 1.42 4.2 „ .. • Papatoitoi .. .. _ 8.30 2.0 4.15 * Otahuhu .. -. « .. .. 6-8° 8-15 8-*1 2.10 4.23 6.20 T. 15 * Penrose Junction „ .. » B?.l§ tj8.30 t8.54 t2.30 t4.36 t6.30 17.30 9,0 EHcrX .. - " Z 7.20 8.35 8.58 2.35 6.35 7.35 * RGemuer L a an<J " " " " 7.30 8.41 8.7 2.45 &tf 7.45 • Newmarket Juno. _ ~. » 7-35 8.49 9.19 2.55 t5.4 Rsl 7.50 9.20 AUQSLAfID .. ... - arr. I 7.45 | B.SB 9.28. |.Ac 5.13 7,0 8.0 | 9.30 t Change for Onehunga. 0 Change for Auckland and Intermediate Stations. j Change for Kaiuara Branch Stations, g Change for Otahuhu. A Passengers are not booked by this train to Stations between Auckland Onehunga. b.' Only stops to pick up Passengers for South of Penrose Junction, c. Run 3on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays only. ». Runs on Mondays and Wednesdays only. E. Runs from Otorohanga on Tuesdays and Thursdays only. The 9.15 a.ra. tmin from Te Awainutu runs dally. v. Frankton Junction for Cambridge, Te Aroha and Rotorna Lines. CAMBRroait—Tk Aroha and Rotorca Linss. South.—Week Dats. North.-Week Days. A. M. A. M. A. J.. P. M Auckland, dep. „' 8 01140 Lichfield, dep. .. i" .. ..6125 '. 1 >- *Putaruru Junction — .. .. • ..p.m. p.m. 'Taumangi .. „ .... * Frankton Jun.i dep. .. .. .. .. 1 30c" 0 Oxford, dep. .. _ .. .. 12 50 Hamilton West . ..138 710 •Okoroire .. .. .. .. • *Hamilton East.. _ : .. .. * • M * Ruakura Jun., arr. .. 152 722 Matamata .. «. .. .. 133 ■ 1 *Wftharoa « _ .... ♦ Cambridge Br,— .. «. .. * Walton .... » * Ruakura Jun., dep. .. _ _ .. 2 Od7SO *Kiwitahi.. .. * *Mongaonul .. .. . i_ • * Mori ins vllle, arr. .. .2 35 "Tamahere _ .. • • — *Fencourt .. ». _ „ .. • * Te Aroha Br.-. *Hautapu • • Te Aroha, dep.«. « .8 20 Cambridge, arr. 2 40 610 *Waihou „ * ~,,. „, —.. 'Waitoa .. _ „ " •, " Ruakura Jun., dep. 2 067 30 "Tatua 0 Haua _ • ♦Eureka * * *Murray'B _ . • "" *Moturaaono .. .. .. ■.. .. * * Morrinsville,arr. .. ..9 5 " Morrinßville, arr. k . .. .. .. 2408 10 ■ ■ ■ ■. . ■ ■"" -—■ — . Morrinsrille, dep. .. ..9 106250 Te Aroha Br.— « •Motumaoho » ™ Morrinsville, dep. .. .. „ .. a255 815 "Eureka ..!!„!*•* •Murray's .. .. „ _ ♦ * Ruakura Jun., arr. ~ Z950 333 •TatuaoHaua .. .._....•• ! !._____; _. . *Waitoa _ • • CambßiOise Br. !Waihou «... * * Cambridge, dep. L .. 915^250 TeArOhA, arr. 3408 55 *Hautapu.! .. " •*•'«"«' ——■ —'— ■ )■■»" '" ——-^-~— *Fencourt „ ~ " »' * Morrinsyille, dep _ ..62 50 ... *Tamahere * * • •giwitahi _....• .. •Mongaohul .. ~ "• * * •Walton .. ...._„..* .. Ruakura Jun, arr. .. .. 1 55 330 'Waharoa ~ ... .. — .. * . Matamata .... 355 !.* Ruaktara Juh., dep. .. it) oc3 40 •Mangawhara .. .. _ _ .. * .. «HamUtoa East.. .. • 5 *Okoroire * .. Hamilton West.. .. ZIO2O 365 Oxford 4 „ .. 435 Frankton Jun., arr. _ .. 10 25 4 0 *Taumangi _ .. .. „ . • » ' LiohfleiTaS"-: z z z :: 5 2^:': -**»■*«* ■• ■•»«■» * Flag Station. • o Runsl on Tuesdays, Thuwdays, and Saturdays only. It Runs ton Mondays, Wednesdays, and Ssa^a^Safi^y^r^^^^ * * *»«*•* A Runs on first Sundays in each mont- only. KAIPARA BRANCH.-^ATrCgLANb-HEyD»RSOy~S:ELENBVILLB. Auckland to HEtBKaTi-tB.--WEEg Path. 1 HKiAKBTit-B to AuoKi.AKD.*-W-ii!g Pact. •Mount Albert Z * • ♦ . •iKtt " " * • * " 4% aisn z z 7^ U-. 88 *? : S^: :f; ii if : ;waikomiti: :: * • .ao K_h - -Hshi Hz •Flag Stations.—Trains do not stop unless required. Notice should ha riven to the Guar rt J. P. UAXWXMj, Qtwmi M«mgor.



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