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THE BURLINGTON FREE PRESS AMD TIMES: THURSDAY, JANUARY 20, 1910.
By I3ALLEE ERMINIE RIVES,
Author of "Hearts Courafleous," Etc.
COPYRIGHT, 1900. THE BODDS - MERRILL COMPANY
(CHAPTER :CXIII CONTINt'HO.)
The light bif-eze thut shook tlto pine
Socdlos lion; tt.e Found fur to an car
that had grown tense with listening
to one on the ridge iiliovc to whom It
:od sounded the supreme cull of youth
und llfo. Ho did not feel her nearer
presence as she stole breathless across
jhe dark path and stood behind him.
The nmsle died, the violin slipped
Trom beneath his chin, the bow drop
ped and his head foil on his arms.
Then he felt a totieh on his s-hoiiIWnr
nnd heard the whisper: "Hughl
"Jessica!" he cried and sprang to
"I have watched every day and lis
tened every night," she said. "I know
that you would come that you must
"If I had never gone, Jessica!" he
exclaimed. "Then I might have seen
lay father, Hut 1 didn't know"
She clasped her hands together.
Ton know now? You remember It
He shook his head. "I have been
there." ho pointed to the hillside "and
"The prodigal U yourself."
I have guessed who it Is that lies there.
I know I Binned against him und
against myself and left him to die un
forgiving. That Is what tho statue
raid to me, us he must have said, '1
nm no moro worthy to be called thy
"Ah," she cried, "he know and he
forgave you, Hugh! Ills last thought
was of your coming. That. Is why I
carved tho figure there."
"You carvod it?" he exclaimed. She
bent her forehead to his hands aa they
clasped hex1 own.
"Tho prodigal Is yourself," she said.
"I modeled It once before when you
came bnck to him, in the time you have
forgotten. But I destroyed It" the
words were very low now "on my
His hands released hers, and, looking
up, she saw, even In the mooullght,
that with tho last word his face had
gone ghastiy white. At the sight timid
ity, maidenly reserve, fell, and all the
woman in her rushed uppermost. She
lifted her arras and clasped his face.
"Hugh," she cried, "can't you remem
ber? Don't you understand? Think!
I was blind, dear, blind. A white
bandage was across my eyes, and you
came to me In a shaded room. Why
did you co'me to me?"
A spark seemed to dart through bis
brain like the prickling discharge from
b Leyden Jar. He saw himself stand
ing, facing a figure with bandaged
eyes. Flo saw tho bandage torn off,
felt that yielding body In his arms,
beard a voice her voice crying:
"Hugh, nugh! My husband!" and felt
those lips pressed to his own In tho
tense air of a darkened room.
A cry broko from his lips: "Yes, yes,
J remember! Jessica, my wife!" His
Brms went round her, and. with a little
Fob, she nestled close to him on tho
That hour on the mountain side un
fler the stars had left Harry possessed
Vf a melee of perplexing emotions.
Dreaming nnd waking Jessica's face
bung before his eyes, her voice sound
Id in his cat. The future held no long
er any doubt; it held only her. Whero
was that future to be? Back in the
rity to which his painful curiosity had
so lately driven him? This lay no
longer In his own choice. It was for
her to decide now Jessica, his wife.
no looked up transfixed, for she
ftood there before him ankle deep In a
brown whirlwind of leaves from a
frost stung oak, her hand to her cheek
In an adorable gesture Hint he knew,
ber lips pnrted and eager,
"I wanted so to find you," she said.
"I have so many, many things to say."
"It Is all wonderfully strange and
liow," he said. "It Is as though I had
rubbed Aladdin's lamp und suddenly
had my heart's desire. How could I
bavo thrown ray pearl nwny?"
"Wo nre not to think of that," she
protested, "never, never nny more."
"You are right," he rejoined cheer
fully. "It Is what Is to come that wo
must think of." He paused on Instant;
Jhen he said:
"Last night when you told me of the
White house In the aspotiH I did not tell
fou that I bad just come from there
She made an exclamation of wonder,
"Tell me." she said.
Sitting with her band In his, be told
M that night's experiences, the tear
that had hold him us he gazed at her
fiortralt In the library, tho secret of
the Korean desk that had solaced his
misery and sent him back to the fa
Shir be was not to sec.
7ss y Tmm
At mention of the will she threw out
her hand with a passionate gesture.
"The motley la not mine!" she cried.
"It is jours! He Intended to change
It! He told in J no the day ho died!
Oh. If you think 1"-
"No, no," he said gently. "There is
no ro.-ciilniotit, no false pride, In my
love, .Icr.slcu. I am thinking of you
i:ud of Anl.ton. You would have me
go back, would you not?"
She looked up, smiling, nnd slowly
shook her head. "You are n blind
guesser," she said. "Don't you think
' I know what Is In your mind? Not
1 Auiston. Hugh. Some time, but not
now not yet. It Is nearer than that."
Ills eyes ilowed Into hers. "You un
! derstand. Yes, It Is here. This Is
where 1 must finish my fight first,
Yesterday 1 would have loft Smoky
mountain forever because you were
"I will help you," she said. "All
tho world besides counts nothing If
only we are together. I could live In
, a cabin here on the mountain nlways,
In a forest of Ardeii, till I grow old
and want nothing but that and you."
As ho did not answer, she faced him
with crimsoning cheeks; then, reading
his look, she suddenly threw her arms
about his neck.
"Hugh," she cried, "we belong to
each other now! There a no one else
to consider. Is there? 1 want to be to
j you what I haven't been to bear
things with you aud help you!"
I He kissed her o.ies and hair. "You
, have helped, you do help me. Jessica!"
ho urged. "But I am jealous for your
loe. It must not be offended. The
town of Smoky Mountain must not
sneer and it would sneer now."
"Let it!" she exclaimed resentfully.
"As If 1 would care!"
"But I would care," ho said softly.
"1 want to climb a little higher first"
She was silent a moment, her fingers
twisting the fallen leaves. "You don't
want them to know that I am your
"Not yet till I can see my way."
She nodded and smiled, and the
cloud lifted from her face. "You must
know best," she said. "This Is what
I shall do, then. I shall leave the san
itarium tomorrow. The people there
are nothing to me, but the town of
Smoky Mountain Is yours, and I must
, be a part of it too. 1 nm going to the
I Mountain Valley House. Mrs. Hallo-
i ran will take care of me." She sprang
! to her feet as she added. "I shall go
! to see her about it now."
j Ho rose and walked with her through
! the bracken to the road. They came
'out to the driveway Just below the
! trail that led to the Knob. The
bank was high, nnd, leaping first, he
held up his arms to her and lifted nor
lightly down. In the Instant as she
lay In his arms he bent nnd kissed ber
on the Hps.
Neither noted two figures walking
together that at that moment rounded
the bend of the road a little way above.
1 They were Tom Folder nnd Dr. Brent.
' Both men saw the kls3 and instinctive
ly drew back. The doctor noted now
the telltale flush on his companion's
1 "We have surprised u romance," he
said us the two unconscious figures
disappeared down the curving stretch.
"Who is the tnnn?"
j "He Is the ono we have been talking
i Folder nodded. "His cabin Is Just
( below here on the hillside."
"Good Iord!" ejaculated the doctor.
"What an Infernal pity! What's hla
"Stlres?" ttu other repeated. "Stlres?
ilow odd!" He stood a moment, tap
ping his suit case with his stick. Sud
Jenly he took the lawyer's arm and
ed him Into the sidepath.
"Come," he said, "1 want to show
He led the way quickly to tho Knob,
'.'hero he Btoppcd, ns much nstonlshcd
is his companion, for hi' had knowu
nothing of the statue. They read the
words chiseled 0:1 Its base. "Tho prod
,;ul sou," said Folder.
"Now look ut the name on the hend
tone," said the physician.
Folder's glance lifted from the stone
o peer through the screening bushes
.0 the cabin on the shelf below nnd
etumed to the other's face with quick
omprehenslon. "You think"
"Who could doubt It? 'I will arise
i::d go unto my father.' The old man's
'.vhim to be burled here had n mean
ing, after nil. The statue Is Miss
'lolme's work nobody In Smoky
Mountnln could do It and I've seen
er modeling In clay nt the sanitarium
What we saw Just now Is the key to
vhat might have been a pretty riddle
' we hud ever looked farther that;
ur noses. It's a case of a clever ras
:il and damnnble propinquity. The
vnrd has fallen In love with the black
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was In bis element.
rivnl ",IU lllB w"ez7 ineio-
'( deon, bis gasoline flare
n ti1 hla nttl1 mtfinat.
' MHM Hi t vj cniuiov
neis, be crowded the
main street of the little rolnlag town.
He had not lacked for listener here,
for he whs a new sensation. When be
lit hla flare In the courthouse iquara
it dusk on the to fond evening the of
fice of tho Mountnln Valley House wai
emptied nnd the barrooms and gaming
tables well nigh deserted of their patrons.
Jessica had neon the mustering
crowd from the hotel entrance. Mrs.
Ilalloran had welcomed her errand
that day nnd given her her best room,
a chamber overlooking the street. She
had persuaded her visitor to spend the
afternoon mid Insisted that she ntny
to supper, "just to see how she would
like It for a steady diet." Now, as
Jessica passed nlong toward tho moun
tain road the spectacle chained her
feet on the outskirts of the gathering.
She watched and listened with a pre-
IlallcluJaU Joms mis in lit tkimnt.
occupied mind. She was thinking that
on her way to the sanitarium she
would cross to the cabin for a good
night word with the man upon whom
her every thought centered.
As It hnppened, however, Harry was
at that moment very near her. Alone
on the mountnln, the perplexing con
lllct of feeling bail igaln descended
upon him. He had fought It. but It
had prevailed and at nightfall had
driven him down to the town, where
the street preacher now held forth.
He stood alone, unvoted, a little dis
tance away near the courthouse ytop.s,
where by reason of the crowd Jessica
could see neither him nor the dog,
which sniffed at the heels of the circle
of bystanders us If to Inquire casual
ly of salvntlou.
Numbers were swelling now, nnd
the street preacher, shaking back his
long hair, drew a premonitory, waver
ing chord from his niolodeoii and
struck up a gospel song. The song
ended, he mounted his camp stool to
propound his usual fiery text.
The watcher by the steps was gazing
with a strange, alert liiteutness. Some
thing In the scene hejd him enthralled.
Hallelujah Jones knew the melodra
matic value of contrast. As his mood
called he passed abruptly from exhor
tation to song, from prayer to fulnilna
tlon, and he embellished his harangue
with anecdotes drnwn from his lifelong
campaign against the arch enemy of
souls. Of what he had said the soil
tary observer had been quite uncon
scious. It was the ensemble the repe
tition of something experienced some
where before that appealed to lilm.
Suddenly, however, n chance phrase
pierced to bis understanding.
Another moment and he was leaning
forward, his eyes fixed, his breath
straining at his breast. For each word
of tho speaker now was knocking a
sledge hammer blow upon the blank
wall In his brain. Hallelujah Jones
bad launched Into the recital of a story
which, though the stern charge of a
bishop had kept him silent as to name
and locality, yet, possessing the vivid
ness of an actual experience, had lost
little In tho telling. It was the tale of
an evening when he had peered through
the tilted window of a chapel and seen
Its dissolute recfor gambling on the fa-
ble of the Lord.
Tho words shrieked themselves
through Harry's brain. Harry Sander--r
son. not Hugh
Stlres! Not an
and forger! The
curtain was rent.
The dead wall In
bis brain was
down, and the
real past swept
over him In an
u n governable
Jones had fur
nished the clew
to the maze. His
story was the
last great wave,
which had crum
bled all at once
the cliff of obliv
ion that the nor
not Uugh Stlres I
mal process of the recovered mind hail
been stealthily undermining. Hurry
Sanderson at last knew tils past nnd
all of puzzlement and distress that It
Shaking In every limb and feeling nil
along tho courthouse wall like a drunk
en man, he made his way to the fur
ther deserted street. A passerby would
have shrunk at sight of his face and
his burning eyes.
For these months he, the I!ev. Henry
Sanderson, disgraced, had suffered
eclipse, had been sunk out of sight and
touch and hearing like a stone In a
pool. For these months through un
accidental facial resemblance and a
fortuitous concurrence of circum
stances ho had owned the name and
Ignominy of Hugh Stlres And Jes
sica? Deceived no less than he, dat
ing her piteous error from that mis
taken moment when she had torn the
bandage from her eyes on her wedding
day, she bad never seen the real Hugh
In Smoky Mountain. She must learn
the truth. Yet how to tell her? How
could he tell her nil?
At any hour yesterday, hard an the
telling must have been, he could bavo
told her. Last night the hour passed,
how could be tell her now? Yet she
was the real Hugh's wife by law nnd
right He himself could not marry her.
If God would but turn back the uni
verse nnd give .him' yesterday!
Ills feet dragging as though from
cold, he climbed the mountain road.
Ah he walked he took from his pocket
the little gold cross, und his fingers,
numb with misery, tied It to his thong
watch gunrd. It had been only a bau
ble, a pocket piece acquired he knew
not when or hov, Now bo knew It for
the badge of his calling. He remem
bered now that, pressed a certain way,
It would opeu, and engraved inside
were his name and tho dato of bis or
dination. Ho might shut the cabin door, but
be could not forbid the torturer that
came with him across the threshold.
He might throw himself upon hla
kneea and bury hla face la the rough
ikls of the couch, but be could not
abut out words that blent In golden
lettered flashes across his throbbing
tyeballi. "Thou abalt not covet thy
So ho crouched, u man under whose
feet life had crashed, leaving h!"1 I'1"'
lied beneath the wreck to watch tho
lire that must creep nearer and nearer.
Curlo.slly held Jessica until die evan
gelist closed his inelcdeon preparatory ,
to a descent upon the dance hull. mi'",
thinking of tin. growing flail; wltn
some trepidation, she started toward
Ahead of her n unfilled puff-puff
uounded, and the dark bulk of nn niilo
tnoblle was moving slowly In the satuo
direction, and she qiilcko'ncd her pace,
glad of this quasi company.
A little way up the tint-cut a cum
brous shadow startled her. She saw In
a moinpiit that it was tho automobile,
halted at the side of the r mil. Her
footsteps made no sound, and she was
close upon It when she saw the three
men It had carried standing near by.
She iniide to pass them and had cross
ed half the Intervening sivwe, when
some Instinct ont her to the shade of
the trees They had stopped opposite
the hydraulic concession, where a side
path left the main read. It was the
Fame path by which idle and August
I'rendergast had taken their uncon
scious burden on a night long ago.
leading along the hillside, overlooking
the snakelike luuie and forming a
steeper short cut to the cabin above.
They were conversing In low tones, and !
ns they talked they pointed, she
thought, toward It.
Jessica bad never in her life been an
""esdrouoer. but her excited senses
'It tm.s i-ttrcs kit led him,'
made her anxious. Moreover, she was
In a way committed, for she could not
now emerge without being seen As
she waited a man came from the path
nnd Joined tho others. The sky had
been overcast und gloomy, but the
moon drew out Just then, and she saw
that the newcomer, evidently a patrol,
carried a ritle In the hollow of his arm.
She also saw that itne of the first three
was the automobile's owner.
For some minutes they conversed in
undertones, whose very secrecy in
flamed her Imagination. It seemed to
her that they made some reference to
the tlume. Had there been another rob
bery of the sluice boxes and could
they still suspect Hugh?
Dread and li'dlgiintion made tier
bold When they turned Into the path
she followed, treading noiselessly, till
she was close behind them. They had
stopped again and were looking intent
ly at a shadowy gray something that
moved In the bottom below
She heard the man who carried the
rifle say, with a smothered laugh:
"It's only Barney Medina's "Id white
horse taking a drink out of the sluice
box. He often does that."
Then the sheriff's voice said: "Mc
Rlnn's horse Is In town tonight, with
Barney on her hack. Horse or no
horse. I'm going to" The rest was Inst
in the swift nction with which he
snatched the (livann from the first
speaker, sighted and fired
In the still niglit the concussion
seemed to roc!: the ground and roused
a hundred echoes. It startled and
shocked the listening girl, but not so
much ns the sound that followed It
o cry that had nothing nelinal like and
that sent the men running down the
slope toward an object that lay hud
dled by the sluice box.
In horrified curiosity Jessica follow,
cd. slipping from shadow to shadow.
She saw the sheriff kneel down and
ilraw a collapsed and empty horse
skin from a I'gure whine thieving cun
ning it would never cloak again.
"So it was you, after all. Premier
past!" t!io sheriff said contemptuously.
The white face stared up at llieni.
venomous and writhing, turning about
the circle as though searching for some
une who was not there.
"How did you guess?"
The sheriff, who hail been making a
Hwift examination, answered the pant
ed question. "You have no time to
think of that now," he said.
A sinister look darted Into the min
ing yellow eyes, and hatred and cer
tainty eklndled them. I'rendergast
struggi.'d to a sitting posture, then
fell bin-k, convulsed. "Hugh Stlres!
He was the only one who knew how
It was done. He's clever, but he can't
get the best of I'rendergast!" A spasm
distorted his features. "Wait wait!"
He fumbled In his breast, and his
lingers brought forth a crumpled piece
of paper, lie, thrust It Into Hie slier
"Look! Look!" he gasped. "The
man they found murdered on the claim
there" he pointed wildly up the hill
side "Dr. Moreau. I found blin-dy-lug!
Strength was fast fulling him. IIo
tried again to speak, but only inarticu
late sounds came from his tlnoat.
A blind terror had clutched the heart
of the girl leaning from the shadow.
"Dr. Moreau" "murdered." Why, ho
had been one of Hugh's friends! Why
did this man couple Hugh's name with
that worst of crimes? What dreadful
thing was he trying to tell? She hard
ly repressed n deulre to neream aloud.
"Be careful what you say, I'render
gast," said tho sheriff sternly.
Tho wretched man gathered forco
for n last effort. Ills voice came In a
"It was Stlres killed him. Moreau
wrote It down nnd I-kept tho paper.
T.?U Hurh-we break-even!"
HII.E Hie man whom
the town knew as Hugh
Stlres listened to the
f . I. ..
J - v v inn- VI I ur B L 1 V K k
preacher, another, un
" like yet curiously like
him in feature, had slowly climbed the
hilly slope from the north by the snn
itarluin road. He walked with n jaun
ty swagger bred of too frequent appli
cations to a flask In his pocket.
Ah ho walked unsteadily along Hugh
drunk more than onto from the flask
to deaden the superstitious dread of
the place which wiih stealing over him.
On the crest nf tho ridge ho skirted the
sanitarium grounds und at length
gained the road that twisted down to
ward the lights of tho town. In the
dubious moonlight ho mistook the nar
row trail to the Knob for the lower
path to the cabin. As ho turned Into
It the report of n rifle came faintly
from the gulch below.
He quickened his steps and stumbled
all at once Into tho little clearing that
helil the new made grave nnd Jessica's
statue. The sight terrified his Intoxi
cated Imagination. His hair rose. Tho
name on the headstone wiih Stlres, and
there was himself no. u ghost of him
self sitting near! Ho turned and
broke Into a run down the btccp slope.
In his fear for he Imagined the white
figure was pursuing him he tripped
and fell, regained his feet, rushed
across the level space, threw his
weight against the cabin door and
burst Into (he room.
A dog sprang up with u growl, nnd
In the llglit of the lire that burned on
the hearth a man sitting at the rough
hewn table I if toil a hag.'ard face from
his arms, and each recognized the
The ghost was gone now before fire
light and human presence, and Hugh,
with a loud laugh of tipsy Incredulity,
stood staring at the man before '.(Int.
"Harry Sanderson!" be cried. His
shifty eyes surveyed the othrr'a figure
the corduroys, the high laced boots,
the soft blue flannel shirt. "Not exact
ly In purple and fine linen." he said.
The Impudent swagger of intoxication
had slipped over him again, and his
boisterous laugh broke with a hic
cough. "I ihought the gospel game
was about played out that night in
"J'ou ucrc sumitlilwj oj a funding swell
an n pareusi."
the chapel. And now you are willing
to take a hint from the prodigal. How
did you find my nest? Aud perhaps
you can tell me who has been making
himself so at home here lately?"
"I have." said Harry evenly.
Iluch's glance, that had been waver
I'lg about the neat Interior, returned to
Harry, and knowledge and anger leap
ed Into It. "So it was you. was It?
You nre the one who has been trying
his hand n3 a claim Jumper!" He
lurched toward the table and leaned
upon It. "I've always heard that the
devil took care of his own. The run
nwny rector stumbles on my manor,
mid, with his usual inch Satan's luck
we called It at college steps In just In
time to strike It rich."
He stretched his hand suddenly nnd
i aught a tiny objet that glittered
against Harry's coat the little gold
cross which the other had tied to his
watch guard. The thong snapped, and
Hugh sent the pendant rattling across
"You were something of a howling
swell ns a parson." he snid Indolently,
"but you don't need the Jewell y now!"
Harry Sanderson's eyes had not left
Hugh's face He was( thinking swift
ly. The bolt from the blue hud been
so lecent that tills sudden apparition
seemed a natural concomitant of the
situation. Only the problem was no
longer imminent. It was upon him.
Jessica was not for him he had ac
cepted that. Tlioi.gh the clock inlgiU
not turn backward, this man must
Hand between them. Vet his presence
now In the predicament was Intolera
ble. "Well," said Hugh, with a sneer,
"what have you got to say?"
"How much will you lake for tbo
"That's your game. Is It? But I'm
not such a numskull! Whatever you
could, offer. It's worth more to me.
I know you, Satan Sanderson," ho
sneered. "You were always the same
precious hypocrite In the old days, pre
tending to bo so almighty virtuous,
while you looked out for No. 1. 1
saw through you then, too, when you
were posing ns my friend and try
lug your best nil along to queer me
with the old man! 1 knew it well
enough. I knew what tho reason was
too! You wanted Jessica! You"
Self control left Harry suddenly, ns a
ship's sull is whipped from Its gaskets
la a white squall. Before the words
could be uttered his fingers were at
At that Instant there was the sound
of running rect outside, a hurried
knock at the door and an agitated
volco that chilled Harry's blood to Ice.
His hands relaxed their hold. He
dragged Hugh to tho door of tho inner
room, thrust him Inside, shut ami bolt
ed It upon him.
Then he went and opened the outer
Tho accusation of Prendergast bad
stunned Jessica's faculties. As in au
evil droam she had seen the sheriff rise
to his feet and methodically put the
fragment of paper Into hla uocketbook.
A moment luter she was runnlug up
tho dark path, her thoughts a confu
sion In which only one coherent pur
pw stood dUtlnct to warn him. Thoy
would Uuow no need to hasten. If the
mun bbe loved had reached the cabin,
she would tie before them.
She stood before the door, her bandit
clasped tightly, her eyes on Harry's
"What has happened?" ho asked.
"Men will be hero soon men from
tho town. I overheard them. I want
ed to let you kuowl"ho hesitated. It
had grown nil ut once difficult to put
"Coming here? Why?"
"To arrest n man who Is nccitscd of
If her eyes could have pierced the
bolted door n few feet away! If she
could have seen that listening faco
behind It, ns her clear tones fell, prow
Instinct, with recognition, amazement,
and evil susplclon-a look that her last
word swept Into n sickly gray terror!
If she could have hrard the groan
from the wretched man beyond!
Jessica waited with caught breath,
searching his countenance. It was told
now, but ho mut know that she had
not credited It, that "for better, for
worse," she must believe In him now.
"I knew, oh, I knew!" sho cried. "You
need not tell me!"
"No," he said gravely, "I am not the
man they want. It has nil come back
to fne tho past that 1 had lost. Such
a crime has no part In It. Jessica," he
said, "you have tried to save me from
danger tonight. I need n greater serv
ice of you now. It Is to ask no ques
tion, but to go at once. 1 cannot' ex
plain why, but you must not stay here
"Oh." she cried bitterly, "you don't
Intend to leave! You choose to face
It, and yon want to spare mc. If yon
really want to rpire nte, you will go!
Why, you would have no chance whore
they have hated you so. I'rendergast
was killed robbing the slulco tonight,
and he lied -lied lied! He swore you
did It. and they will believe It!"
He put back her beseeching bands.
Ilow could he explain? Only to get
her away-to gain time to think!
"Listen!" she went on wildly. "Thev
wi'l wait to carry him to the town
I can go and bring my horse here for
you. 'i'h-re Is time! You have only
to f.end me word and I will follow you
to the end of the world! Only say
you will go!"
He ought at the straw. The expedi
ent might serve.
"Very well," ho said: "br'ng him to
the upper trail and wait there for me."
She gave a sob of relief at his nc.
quiescence. "I will hurry, hurry!" she
clied and was gone, swift as n swal
low flight. Into the darkness.
As he re-entered the cabin the calm
ness fell from Harry Sanderson as a
mask drops, and the latent passion
pprang In Its place. Ho crossed the
room and drew the bolt for the wretch
ed man who, after one swift glance at
his face, groveled on his knees before
him. sobered and shivering.
"For find's sake. Harry, you won't
give me up?" Hugh cried. "You can't
mean to do that! Why. -e were In
college together! I'd been drinking to
night or I wouldn't have talked to von
nn I did."
Harry drew his feet from the frantic
hands tint clasped thorn. "Did you kill
Moreau?" h asked shortly.
"It was an accident." moaned Hugh.
"1 never Intended to. I swear to lieav
;n I didn't! He hounded me. and he
tried to bleed me. I only meant to
frighten him iT: Then-then-1 was
afraid, nnd I ran for It. That was
when I came to you at Anlston and
we played." Hugh's breath came In
jrasps, and drops of sweat stooil on his
"When we played!" he echoed. "How
have you settled your debt, the 'debt
of lienor' you once counted so highly?
How have you lived since then? Have
you paid tr.e tho'e days of decent liv
ing you staled, and lot?"
"But 1 will!" he exclaimed desper
ately. "If you'll only help me out of
this I'll live straight to my dying day!
You don't know how I've suffered.
Harry, or you'd have some mercy on
mo now! Let me go, Harry, fcr my
"Your father Is dead," said Harry.
"Then for old time's sake!" Ho tried
to clasp Harry's knees. "They may be
here at nay minute! I must have been
seen as I crossed the mountain! I
thought It would never come out or 1
wouldn't f.ave come.! I'll go far enough
nway, I'll go to South America, and
you will never see me alive again,
neither you nor Jessica! For Ooil's
fake, Harry, listen! Jessica wouldn't
want to see me hung! For her sake!"
It was the Harry Sanderson of St.
James' parish, of the scrupulous con
icience whose college career as Satan
Sanderson lud come fo be n fiery sore
In his breast who now spoke.
"(Jet up!" ho said. "Have you any
Hugh rose, trembling and nshen.
"Hardly $10," bo answered.
Harry considered hastily. He was
almost penniless. Nearly all his share
of the strike luul gone to repay the
forged dralt. "I have no ready cash,"
he said, "but the night we played in
the chapel 1 left a thousand dollars In
my study safe 1 have not been there
since." He took pencil and paper from
his pocket and wrote down some fig
ures hastily. "Here Is the combina
tion. You must try to get that money."
"Walt," he added its Hugh's hand
was on the latch. He must risk noth
ing. He could make assurance doubly
sure. "A half mile from the foot of
tho mountain, where the road comes In
from Funeral Hollow, wait for mo, I
will bring a horse there for you."
Hugh crushed the paper Into bin
pocket and opened the door. "I'll
wait," he said. Ho darted out, slipped
around the corner of the cabin and
Harry sat down upon the doorstep.
Ths strain had been great. In the re
action ho was faint, and a mist was
before Ills eyes. The die was cast.
Hugh could easily escape. Fntll he
himself spoko he would not even be
hunted. He, Harry Sanderson, was
the scapegoat, left to play his part.
How long he sat there he did not
know. Ho sprang up at a uiul'.lcl
pound. Ho had still a work to do be
fore they name for Hugh! He saw In
un Instant, however, that It was Jessi
ca, leudlug her horse by the bridle.
"I could not w.Mt," she breathed.
"You did not come, and I was afraid!"
Mounting, bo leaned from the saddle
and took both ber bands In his. Still
be did not kiss her.
"Jessica, you believe .1 am luuoceut?"
' "- -r" T
if.' r-vih'i linn (h I '
"Will yi n be'Icw. wh.-.t I r,i dolti"
is for Hie best?"
j "Always, always'" ' v. h spend,
her voice vibrating '()
! He relea--L'! her In.- . . ri,.'&
quickly up the giv; p-it'i
I Ai she stood looi
I do!;'s whine came r--
! ran turl i- !c-ie I i '
f,'-r I j : 0 i
.i I t
I Kin) up In her i:i--;i
j As si - dill -o , . . . -
C-.1 c. H c-.-c -, ,;i '
I lying w In iv r f i -.-' . 1 ' .
ligl '' d line. '.-a;.
1 a I.' t at r u,o- ,. ...
thru-: II i' p h, i
:clo!!y. ' r her l
time to ll' ; cr-e 1 'i
bearing !' , i.-in ' , , ,
Where t 1 vf 1 ' ,
gloomy en, f I"i . !l
dlsniuU'itei' t'.i , , .'
nf'V'f, lead " :
s'eppeil fl(i;t. a cl : . , , . ;
him wi'h un (: ; . i. '
Hugh he I v; Ited i ' n 1 - -i
shivering app: . ! : 1 i . v .
plclon of HaiT'- i i -'.s n- ' i I- I
not approached t"' I li 'd -vie 1
himself t Pa t ilv i ; ' n'o
II" wring H'irryY ' ' ii'
"If I get out of IK i " . I . r
the rest of my Pfr I ' i .i
foul. Harry !"
"You may not be r!Vo to .,!,.
chapel." ald H-i:t' : 'v -" I
felt h's check hm-'i n V "i
be occupied. On ilv cl ' i'
rail, take this." He to .' r
ring, whose Inter'-ed In 1 1 c
fortified him In hW err " f n-
I "The stone is v o-Mi n 1 .n' t
fhnuld be elliiltgti to t:A" '1 M'n
1 lll'g'i nodded, .-lipped the rlns '
Ills 'i'lg'f and fii'.- .i'!f';'v n1" T1
Marry tur:!"d and wiiv-i r-i.. 1 !
toward the to
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Over the lilouin-i'i el.cf pi i.
l'liylllt 'i lii-ltinnii'i, H l,i
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Sotlinp our lijit. i !'. U i; i ;
l.ighur tliiin ,li"l-.k. i . . .T.
HO Til. I. T-i
(As UN ritfii i -r.iphei i' It.)
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f-plilts of loilui; sin -i
ITU us tleht un ii pi.'.'W
lioyu hUf the biros i- . s.nl.
Till us full of liinoi-.sliir.i-,
.spin ktlng like ill ops) due
Kill us, nil us, oil, till us'
This Is tun pi rung for you.
Till us! Why do you il.ii.-ei ?
Wliuro mi" yoiii feet i- ,ni!i?
Till un ! Wo wall oi.i i . i" hut
Over tho iili.iiin-m 1 1 .-.I I'-.tlu.
Till US II iTllllltl'.U" ' Lh i
Now to join In ill;1 ,-i'aft,
.'eiidinn our li.ii is'n i ii 1' .-.ping
l.lKllt It: II 1 ll'sl ."111 d Cllf.
- Ti c Tosi.il Heeord.
A CHA-11. AT '.I
A cliantre ol I I i' ei m.nle !n
the church chair, f-otir- e.i-oel Jessie,
retun .i.ft fro.-" Hie luorni' i, service, was
unxlous to tell tn.' UCV.H.
"Ob, mother!" tho exclaimed, ""e ! r. -o
a now term- i.i the ill ill-:" Wtam j