Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1881-11-26
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Rachel said, "He looks like an honest man,
HE looks like fool" retOrted Stone hotly
''Haw! haw!" Yorkshire Billy laughed, The
be we sa, 'un. He got yaller hair, all
'Thee'sg got summat loike babby on thv head
too, aud man," Jane struck in with evident
feeling on the new bOarders side ssThee's got
big bald spot atoop"
"Haw! haw!" Billy laughed again; but Stone
went home sullen enough.
The end is plain. What use to finger in the
telling it! Arthur worked two weeks at the
mill, coming home tired out every night and
hachei began to take upon herself those little
mo1heriy ways that more surely than all protest
a lion more surely than vows OF ecstasies pro-
ciain woman's tender regard. She had
pretty trick of half scolding him, and ordering
MN 10 work more leisurely, then looking at him
with dangerous pity
IT., one night he said, I'm going away just after
Thanksgiving"
She moved her lips, her eyes grew wide and
sad. but she found no words.
That was the night when Arthur entered in
MS note book: Have abundant material for
american sketches. Must secure some scenes
from THANKSGIVING celebration. Experience at
mill invaluable. Laroche quite meiodramatic
Villain. told Rachel not to say, Il want ter
know! She turned the prettiest pink imagin-
able and hasn't said it since"
Ihanksgiying-day came at last. Work was
suspended, and Stones looked more desolate
than ever
"Where's the crowd of people, Si?" Arthur
asked Of the boastful native.
Not to be crushed by the mere force of stupid
facts. 81 answered, boldly though there wasn't
a creature in sight, 'Pourin' in-jst crowds an
crowds a-pourin' in all reound'' Then he made
Off in great hurry.
Stone at his house was giving the men some
thing to drink. AS the glasses clicked, Arthur
could hear from outside the familiar brogue
OF Cassidy, the Irish hand
ha gai6 sSyrl< ri ns Id so
Dlvll bit He's a young lord; got hapes O.
money. Did he tell me so? Faith, how do We
know but We been acquainted wild him afore |?
Nike Cassidy's no fool. b'ys. 1 was young
luke. 1t was, in the ould country, that herded
out wild the pisantry all for sport. Good luck
TO yez: Mlsther Stone. Here's to yez, b'ys," and
Nike drained another glass.
Arthur laughed to himself, and walked on.
Presently Stone went up to Rachers house.
he strobe through to the kitchen, where she
was at work.
Rachel he began. evil you be my wife?"
II will not. she answered clearly
mon Dleu!' he half screamed, with fright
full look of despair. after all these years. 1
nal renounce my religion, my country. my Ian
manmyou go to be lady in England. Mon
Deu!" He beat his dark forehead with his open
PAIN. dlshevelling his black hair, and looking
like fiend.
II don't know what you mean," said Rachel
Is node-you know well what mean-he is a
lord, gentleman. cursed English noble. He
can glf you jewels, dresses. money!" He
grew very hoarse, and grasped her arm. q" He
VIII teal you from me. II" Rage had
half strangled him. but Rachel heard the words
~ hate him!" Missed through Laroches dry
lips
She flashed upon him an instant the wilderness
of her angry face
"Ah," he cried. with that same stfled scream,
hn fnrr {np, H. r
snail see! we shall see!' He uttered in his own
pdtots; some imprecation, some swift jargOn
impossible to follow as words, but full of dire
meaning.
1t was not fear Of Laroche that sent Rachel
to her room. and threw her ON her knees in an
agony OF weeping. She had defended and sup
ported herself from childhood. and hardly knew
the meaning of fear. Two hours later she came
down stairs with such look of peace. of renun-
cation, OF self-cOnquest. that Arthur forgot the
Ola brown frock. the little provncialisms Of
speech, the hands somewhat roughened by toll,
and only thought. "She is like an angel"
IL mad been raw. threatening day, and to-
Wafd night came wet, sleeting storm of snow.
Some loggers dropped in to talk about the
change of work. Telling and hauling began
them. Rachel gave him a searching look. but
ne wore SMILE had leisurely air. and said to
the men:
Had a good Tanksgeevin', boys?''
Cassidy answered. "Yis. sor; and may your
whisky jug be like Tim the Piper!"
''How's that, Mike?'
always full your honor"
II teenk. said LarOche. ''that somebody must
go down to the mill and shut that sliding win
DOW by the saw. The storm comes in that way
Lennox," he added, pleasantly twill YOU 90?
You haf less drunk as we haf."
"All right" Arthur answered Then, after
crossing to his room, looked in again. mufiied
In heavy gray ulster.
1T ees very slippery on the foot-bridge over
the dani-take care, said Laroche. ''And here.
Lennox, pull up the suice boards as you pass.
too FULL
Soon after, Laroche yawned bid civil good
night. and went out
Rachel stepped into the kitchen. and quietly
shut the door between the two rooms.
Stones warning about the foot-brdge was not
mstmed. Arthur thought. He could hardly
Dear up against the wind and driving sleet, and
IN the darkness was near to stepping off the
narrow pianking more than once The water
was closed IN at least twenty feet deep above
the dam. and below there was an equal depth of
sheer fall upon jagged rocks. He made directly
ior the mill, meaning to pull up the sluice
boards on his way back. The window was open.
and using all his strength, he closed it. then
turned TO retrace his steps Suddenly he be-
came conscious OF strong draught The doors
that led out upon the rails on which the finished
work was sent from the mill were open These
rails were on treste-work, and reached the
level at the bridge just above Rachel's house.
Arthur called out grufiy,
''WhO is it?'
''Hush!" the answer came back. cts L
Rachel"
'.Rachel!' he exclaimed. "Why, what's the
matter?'
In the darkness she reached him. ct came on
the cross-ties between the rails" she answered
breathiessly. "iou must use the same way
They are treacherOus in this snow, but crawl
along. reach the road, and make straight for
Madison. An express passes at eleven. Take it,
and go away"
''Why. Rachel" he began.
Don't delay. she pleaded. ''You will be at
tackled tO-night-perhaps murdered. Laroche
is laying his plans now to do it. know him. Oh.
Arthur. if I've ever done kind thing for you,
do this for me-"
"And your"
"I'n in no danger at all. I'll run home across
the fOot-bridge oyerthe dam. No one has missed
me; arranged that. Arthur Arthur! if you've
any pity on me, CO." she sObbed and urged him
toward the open doors
Rachel how can thank YOU? Here. wrap
up In my coat; it will keep you warm to the
house." W. Wv
No" she replied. Then, eyes, I'll take the
but, Rachel. may come back?"
she was gone into the darkness. and he made