The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1871-07-22

had now come to the last grasp, 1T was
mine to comfort her. :,
eve are no worse than we were,
said: "neyer mind.
81 don't know that" she answered
mysteriously. 'sCan you go back as
you came | can't.
looked over the edge of the battle
ment where ] stood. There was the
buttress crossing the angle of moon
light. with it's shadow lying far down
on the wall. / shuddered at the
thought of renewing my unspeakable
dismay. But what must be must.
Besides, Clara had praised me for
creeping where she could fly; now L
might show her that [ could creep
where she could not fly.
81 Will try, returned |, putting one
leg over the battlement.
''Do take care, Wilfred," she cried,
stretching out her hands as if to keep
me from falling.
A sudden pulse rusted through me.
All at once 1 became not only bold,
but ambitious.
"Give me kiss. said, 'before |
go"
''Do you make SO much of it," she
returned, stepping back apace. How
much a woman she was even then /!
Her words reused something III me
which even to this day | have not been
able to understand. A sense of wrong
had its share in the feeling; but what
else | can hardly venture to say. At
all events, an luroad of careless cour-
age was the consequence. [ stepped
| at once upon a buttress, and stood for
a moment looking at her-no doubt
with reproach. She sprang toward
| me.
" beg your pardon, she said
! The end of the buttress was foot
or two below the level of the leads
where Clara stood. She bent over the
| battlement, stopped her face toward me
and kissed me on the mouth. My an
swer was to turn and walk down to the
| buttress, erect walk which as the
arch of the buttress became sleeper
ended In a run and leap on to the
gutter of the hall There | turned
and saw her standing like a lady in a
ballad leaning after me in the moon
light, l lifted my cap aud sped away,
not knowing whittier, but fancying that
out of her sight | could make up my
mind better, Nor was l mistaken
The moment / sat down my brains be
gan to go about, and III another mo-
ment | saw what might he attempted
In going from roof TO roof, | haj
seen the little gallery along which ]
had passed with Mrs. Wilson on my
way to the library. 1t crossed wha
might be called an open shaft in the
building. / thought [ could manage
rooted as 1t was, to get III by the oper
side. 1t was some time before | coulC
find it again; but when | did come up.
on it at last, / saw that it might be-
done BY the help of protecting gar
goyle, curiouslv carved in the days
when the wall TO which it chung formed
part of the front OF the building, | go
my feet upon the wooden rail of the
gallery, caught hold of one of the small
pillars which supported the roof, ant
Slowed myself in. Twas almost as glat
as when l had crossed the buttress, fo
below me was a paved bottom, between
high walls, without any door like a DIR,
well III the midst of the building.
My recollection OF the way to the ar
mory | found, however, almost obliter
ated. L must pass through bedroom
at the end of the gallery, and that wa
all | remembered. | opened the door
and found myself face to face with
girl with wide eyes. Staring an,
astonished, but not frightened. Sh,
was younger than Clara, and not S,
pretty. Her eyes were dark, and $.
was the hair she had been brushing
Her face would have been quite pal
but for the rosy tinge of surprise
She made no exclamation, only stare,
with her brush in her hand, and ques
tions in her eye. | felt far enough
from comfortable; but with great eff
fort | spoke.
q beg your pardon. / had to ge
off the roof and this was t1e only way
Please DO not tell Mrs. Wilson.
"NO, she said at once, very quietly
4" but you must go away
eff / could only find the library
] said. 81 am SO afraid of going int,
more rooms where | have no business.
Il will show you the way" she re
turned, with a smile; and LAYING dow
her brush, size took up candle an,
let me from the room.
In few moments [ was safe. NJ,
conductor vanished at once Th
ghmmer of my own candle in the fur
ther room guided me, and | was sool
at the top of the corkscrew staircase
| found the door very slightly fastened
Clara must herself have unwittingI,
moved the bolt when she shut it.
found her standing, all eagerness, wait
ing for me. We hurried back to tn,
library, and there [ told her how ha,
effected an entrance and met a guide