St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1880-07-16

eyes, and most justly. A spy de-
serves no mercy"
''Oh but Arthur, think of Andre"
''Well, Andre had no right to COM
plain. 1t was the fate of war. 1t was
the stern duty of Washington"
Eyes dear; rybody says so but,
Arthur, have never been able to loUe
Washington since 1 read that story.
And the men who gave him up-all
women hate them"
"This is childishness my dear wife.
would you rather have had West Point
taken by the British, Arnold trium-
plant and rewarded, Washington con-
demned as the traitor 2"
'tNo, no, of course not" she sobbed.
"Ob, Arthur, when / was child our
cat had four yellow kittens. They lived
under the porch and were very wild.
But one of them trusted me, and was
holding it in my arms one day, when
our hired man came to me, all bloody,
with his axe in his hand my mother
had said they must be killed, and he
had cut off the heads of the other three
kittens, and | gave him mine-I let him
take it. l wake up even now some
times at night, and remember how cru
ell was to that poor little yellow cat.
1t seems something like murder"
"Fanny, this is too FOOLISH" said her
husband.
II know it, l know it,n she replied.
"But | really believe 1 should lose my
reason if | had to do the same thing
over again."
"Fanny," he said sternly, "you for
| Il l,,t
whatever you do"
After this there was silence between
them. At length the husband said
II have long report to write to-
night, Fanny, and accounts to cast up.
[ must sit up very late. My poor wife,
go to bed"
eyes, DEAR" she answered submis-
sfvely. l heard keys jingling in her key
basket as she moved across the floor.
'No, Fanny" said her husband stop
ping her; 81 may want something from
the cellaret. Leave ME your keys"
"You will kill yourself with hard
work. Let lis both go, love-"
"No, no." said the colonel. "Go
yourself; you have headache"
"No, Arthur" she answered. eff you
sit up, will stay too"
"lt's of no use, Fanny"
"Still, | will stay here"
"lf l am going to sit up" said the
colonel, 81 want my slippers"
''Let me get them," she cried eager
ly. "Sit down."
"No, I'll get them myself They are
in the closet, know. Is it locked No,
l see it is not; the key is in the door,"
He laid his hand upon the door han
die of my place of confinement. For
half moment he hesitated to turn it.
heard Fanny sob. | think she caught
him by the arm.
''Let me go, Fanny" he said, impa-
tiently. 81 must. You had better go
away"
He threw the door wide open. The
gaslight streamed in from the sitting
room. She rallied all her strength, and
came in after him.
Nothing met their eyes but the dress
es, the shelves, the rows of pickles and
preserves, the broken furniture, the
trunks, the linen in lavender. But
standing opposite the door, with its
hinges toward them, they may hayc
seen a large Saratoga trunk, marked on
the side in big white letters, Miss Fan
ny Lewis. Its lid was not quite closed,
the hasp having caught upon the rim.
The colonel drew back. Poor Fanny
perhaps fancied had mysteriously dis
appeared.
They took the slippers from the floor,
and went into the sitting room. There
[ heard her coaxing him to go to bed !;
but there seemed some hardening of her
husbands heart toward her, which
chilled her pretty persuasions.
''Fanny," he said at last, "if you in
sist on sitting up with me, get me some
paper and an inkstand from your cham
bern
There was no resisting this request,
which he made like a command. She
must again have made movement to
pick up her key basket, and he must
again have checked her, for she ex-
claimed, ooh! 1 forgot 1 beg your
pardon" and left the room.
The moment she was gone, / heard
him rattle the keys. He put one or
more of them into his pocket. 1 heard,
too, click as if he were engaged in
cooking his revolver. Then he remark
ed aloud, "The store room has no win
dow. l have him safe. He must stay
there until morning. If brave man,
he will keep quiet. Only a coward
would take advantage of her."
He pulled out his watch. ''Half past
twelve" he said, as Fanny came back
again. What agony she may have felt
as she left me without protection, and
her husband exposed to attack if 1 were
armed
''Here is paper and ink," she said.
"Now go to bed, darling"
E'No, love; / will sit up here" and
she took her place upon the sofa.
Meantime no words can adequately
depict the discomforts of my situation
/ knew perfectly well that the colonel
knew where l was, and that in good
time he was going to dispose of me.
quite agreed with him that gratitude to
Mrs. Lewis required me to keep still. /
also knew that whatever plan he might
be laying for my capture, was to be
done in such way as TO spare his wife
as much as possible. l thought that for
her sake l had better let him work it
his own way. / only trusted l should
be able to prove to the provost-mar-
shal that was Major Dangerfeld, and
not the secret agent l was supposed
to be. Meantime my physical suffer-
ings were almost uncomfortable. In the
empty Saratoga trunk my position was
inexpressibly cramped and painful. l
was perfectly conscious that the slight
est noise made would be heard by the
husband and wife in the sitting room,
and | was unwilling to disturb any hope
the latter might entertain that was
gone. My plan was to wait till she was
out of the way, and then place myself
at the disposal of her husband.
Meantime a solemn silence seemed TO