Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-06-16
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~You know as far as my departure
from Detroit" she began, "and perhaps
YOU think, further But you do not know
all. l will tell you as briefly as possible,
for I must return. The day was dark and
stormy, at least the after part of it, and it
was quite dark when we got to Michigan
CITY. The cars were duskish, and in the
confusion, when we stopped, did not
notice the mans face-the man who took
me by the hand and lifted me from the
cars, mean-but supposed it was the
conductor. We were to stop to get lunch,
and then 20 to the wharf to meet the
boat, heard q lady say. never could
tell how it happened, but seemed to get
separated from the rest, and there was only
my companion and myself in the little
dingy saloon where we went. There was
q pale, f1aring light at one end of the
room, and we were in . sort OF semi dark
ness. My companion got nae some
warm drink, and went out, tell.
ing me to wait until he returned for
me. was so tired and sleepy, l think l
must have drowsed little, for the fellow
in the saloon came and shook me and told
me that if l was going in that boat, l had
better run for it.
Frightened and bewildered I sprang
up and darted out the door. had not
gone rod before man seized me in his
arms saying he would carry me- told
him very Indignantly that would not be
carried, and l think must have struggled
pretty iercely, for with muttered oath
the man put me down, but he had turned
the street in some way 80 that no longer
saw the lights from the steamer, but the
faint rapid ringing of bell in the dis
tsnce assured me that it was the boats
signal for departure believe l was
nearly frantic in my rage and alarm, The
man caught me in his arms and bent over
me and whispered that he would stifie me
If l did not be still' Just at that instant
q light from q neighboring window fell
across his face. 1t was bent close to mine
and knew it! But only the face, did
not know the name, l had forgotten, bun
the face could never forget, with its
curious yellow bronze eyes. And per.
haps you do not know that 1t WAS he
who lured me away at Detroit, with .
promise to tell me who was.p a .ei
"DeVries r exclaimed Ralph.
AYES, Alfred DeVries. But at the mo-
ment discovered who it was, another
man came up, q short little man with .
allow shutting gait. .as
Q save me- cried, wrenching my.
self from DeVries' grasp. i am going IN
the boat and he is keeping me-,
"There was hurried word between the
two men, the only thing, ! could distln,
puish being something about good pay,
and an instant after / was left alone with
the little old man, which Of course you
divine at once was Briefly. He tried to
nacify me, but don't think was very
EASY TO paciiy, for remember that cried
until Was SO hoarsc could not speak.
He carried me some part of the way, Ire
member. and at last we reached his little
hut, which, If you have been there, need
not stop.t to describe. ! remember very
little now, for some time, only of lying
on such little, low bed and counting the
skins of some sort of little animals, strung
from the rsfters. o how curiously they
multiplied themselves to my eyes, and
what millions of them there seemed TO be,
sometimes!
"But by and by I began to get better
and things looked natural to me again
NV old nurse was very kind to me; and
desolate anil weak a. was, chung TO him
With sort 0f wild passion. l believed
he Was my friend and had rescued me
from DeVries, and the one fear OF my life
was that he would get possession Of me
again. And 70 one day, put my poor
little weak arms about this old mans neck
and begged of him to cave me. At first
he tried to put me off, but chung to him
/ cried. Icoaxed. / kissed his hands,
and ct last l saw with wild delight that he
began to WAIVER. Idon't know how long it
was, but not many days, think, when he
brought in little red coffin in his arms
and put 1t on bench. fa4Jalg giaG
WThere,' he sid, I am going TO bury
you In that there's no other wsy, you ct
40 NO, you arn't,' replied, catching
hishand, you are going to save me, you
best and dearest old man in the world :
something in .his face had revealed # g
sHe smiled, an odd, pleased smile, and
at down on the edge Of the little straw
bed where lay, aud actually smoothed
back mr. hair with his Aard, svrilkled
hand, and Is softly, too, asH itshadsbeen
GLOWING touch Of amother's fingers
aYes, little bright.eye1 ! am agoin' e
ave ye,s hafnid, IN . M1A1 bat h
mustn't know but you are buried IN there
AM ton 70 til him, %, sid I'm goin
TO tell EN- I'll 70. ] IN goin' to bury q