what did he see come with me to the of the before � see a sunny haired young fellow on his men see him struck by a cannon ball from his saddle while his followers him beneath their feet as they rush onward to victory see how amid a storm of shot and shell a man rushes forward and lifting that yet warm body up bears it away to a place of safety where he tears aside the scarlet coat only to find that the heart beneath is still � the heart that holds the lost clue to s death silent with closed unconscious of bravery so young that his mother in heaven could not have forgotten his likeness yet the soldier lay � beaten in the fight but with a gleam of victory shining his wide opened blue eyes and shattered features that to one who loved him might have seemed more nobly beautiful than the glance that had been his in life yet as enemy rather than friend mr that lifeless body and gently laid it down he and the man before him had been comrades sworn to one cause and it had been no part of mr s scheme that either should die before it was won no pity for that gallant fate stirred him � no memory of how he had loved his friend and stolen his from him softened his heart only a bleak and a bitter rage filled his soul that after three long years of pursuit in which he had wasted the whole forces of his brain and body he had at last come up with the pursued to find him � dead he should have been shot through the heart as a not buried as a hero mr thought as he folded his cloak across frank and left him alone in the rude hut while he himself went to search for those proofs of the young fellow s identity that he must take with him to when he bore the body home for burial he carried his life in his hand that night but as if he had been s self no harm touched him and day was breaking when he found frank s colonel � dying � but able to recognise mr as an old friend and to answer his questions about frank lord level had joined quite recently and seemed to court death he had confided to him a few days previously a packet of papers that he desired might be sent to mr if he fell these papers were on the dying man s body at that moment and as mr drew them from above his heart a fierce throb of hope animated him for here perhaps frank though dead spoke to him the truth as he tore them open the dying man suddenly cried out has anyone seen take care there s no mistake � their own mothers couldn t tell � then died with the unfinished sentence on his lips a withered bunch of flowers a faded ribbon � � � a pale photograph of a girl s face made out of sunshine half a dozen letters written in childish characters and signed your little sweetheart one or two notes of which the ink was and tone with the name of added to that of � these and no more not a word to his friend � not a syllable to call back the awful burden he had laid upon him and as later mr stood looking down upon that clay he could have it with his foot in when the rude coffin had been made ready mr and his dead set out for home his mind a sullen blank that last stage of the impotent rebellion against god that had for three years consumed him i b as he landed with his burden on a bleak night there occurred to him a strange illusion pure and sweet like the far off singing of a bird in a solemn aisle suddenly rang in his ears the hues of an old ballad which had often sung but to which he had never when will you be back lord said when will you be back said she in a year or or three at the most ay it was her voice and she reproached him with frank s death which indeed lay at his door for had not frank meant to return and was not his own pursuit of him the cause of that reckless throwing of himself into the jaws of death ay verily his friend s death lay at his account as did those other ones whose he bore always about his path and ways a weight to sink him to the remotest depths of hell jt yet when the sound ceased mr was himself again and busied with a scheme that he at once proceeded to put into effect in frank s name he to news of his own death that would immediately communicate the news to so that he would probably find the two women together on his arrival no matter i h t hidden clue frank had held in his soul mr knew to be guilty and it was with the determination to her yet that he had approached his house that night expecting to find her within it and on his very threshold he had been met by this sordid of the tragedy a mere clue to which had made him a wanderer on the face of the earth for three e a u l long years a clue that had made him put even aside as one to be dealt with later and now if or were guilty � if � but what waste of time to when by that hour of the following day the man would be in the hands of justice and his confession or his evidence taken down frank himself for a yet mr s stubborn soul rose 