The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-02-15

cess OF Joy. Often and often during
those six months, she had thought of
denounclng him herself, but the fear of
his discovery of her treachery prevented
her. The woman's instinct told her
that he would destroy her IL he learned
that she had even thought of betraylng
him.
"L Let me kiss my wife,
1t was these words which she heard as
she recovered her senses.
" 1 could stop in prison all my life If
you was with me, my Sunflower," he
said, as he held her to his breast, for he
had passed his huge menacled arms over
her head, and thus held her close to
him.
That night, she returned to London,
and next morning presented herself in
the old work-rOom. Again she was well
coined, but by this time she was slipping
down in life.
whether falsely accused or not, it Is
certain that within three months of this
time, she stood charged with an attempt
to commit theft, and she was sentenced
to six months imprisonment.
Such was Adela Coulton's life up to
that morning when Webber was about
to visit this unhappy woman.
AS Webber entered the police-cell in
which Sunflower was temporarily plac-
ed, she was lying on her mattress, her
flowing hair lying over her chest, she
playing with the long locks after the
manner of child. A chance line of
sunlight fell upon the face and this
luxurlant hair, making her appear at
first sightinexpressibly beautiful.
Any other man than Webber must
have admired this dazzling woman; but
he, in the terrible bitterness of his heart.
despised her.
He closed the door behind him as she
started up.
" So young woman," Webber began,
without any preamble whatever, "here
you are, in prison again 2"
Yes, here again, replied Sunflower,
in loud, hard voice. Prison is par
adise to me, and liberty is torment"
"So," he said, "then it does not suffice
for the happiness of a pretty woman
that she can boast of having the tallest
man in London for her husband 2''
She drew herself up, and said, "You
know him, do you ?"
" Happily for me, not so well as you
do" replied the policeman; "but l do
know him."
GAS for me-" she said, Il hate him."
Well, my girl,'' replied Webber,
''you may try and be happy, for, thanks
to the information you gave us, Langley
has been arrested"
"Taken!" she cried, drawing herself
back; sis he really taken and who
dared to take him ?" she asked, almost
below her breath.
C / did. -
She looked at the officer up and down.
AT last she said slowly, $50 you really
did arrest him, did you sir ?"
g 1 did, and alone"
Suddenly she leaped forward, caught
the officers hand, and kissed it.
Every kind and civil on your part, L
dare say" said the officer, quite insensi-
bic to this caress ''but am at loss to
understand your meaning. Langley is
arrested, and is in prison, and he will be
sent back to Portland. So far, so good.
But as he has escaped twice from that
spot, 1 can see no reason to be sure that
he will not escape again, and then your
small martyrdom will recommence, my
poor creature"
Sunfiower's face faded, as it were, as
she heard these words.
"You will never be at rest," continu-
ed the officer,-''you will never sleep
with both eyes closed, while he is only
at Portland; he can get away from that
place as another man can get out of bed
You must manage him another way"
"What way ?" she asked.
"There's another punish ment known
to judges insinuated Weber, (which
goes beyond term an penal servitude. )
She turned pale, and said, 81 under
stand. But they can't hang him, for he
has done no murder"
"Are you sure of that 2" asked thu
officer, approaching her, and looking
her steadily in the eyes.-ContinueC
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