The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-06-20
ava SECOND Lazarus raised from tne


but in the dim light did not observe the
watcher, who sat by the side of it. He
paused moment, as If at fault, said,
"Madcap--wife," then drew the linen
aside, as though instinct told him she
was there.
At sight of that young familiar face,
which a smile shone, as though she
hearkened to music inaudible to grosser
ears, the unhappy man stood as though
struck to stone; then, in one over
whelming wave. the full tide of memory
rushed over him, he remembered all,
even to the oath he had been in the act
of swearing by her dead body, when the
finger Of God had touched, and struck
him to earth.
That half-uttered VOW was still I'M
fulfilled; but neither God nor man
should hinder him now. He took that
gentle body in his arms-of the first
time that he had kissed her living, he
now thought, as for the first time he
kissed her dead, and swore aloud an
oath that he would neither sleep nor
eat, till he had found, and delivered up
to justice, the hand that had slain her.
He covered her face, and, with firm
step, walked into the adjoining room.
Battling with his weakness, he was
more than half dressed when Frank,
who had been hastily summoned by the
attendant, came in.
"What is being done?n said Mr.. Eyre
at once, as he proceeded rapidly with
his dressing. "You have not allowed
her to escape? She is safe in the Jail
yonder? Curse this weakness" he add
ed, as the sweat poured from his brow,
that has kept her death unavenged so
long!"
'She is not in jail" said Frank, "but
she has not escaped"
You have been idle-you have sat
down with folded hands while was
laid byp" said Mr.. Eyre, in a voice of
bitterest condemnation.
Hush" said Frank, with gesture
toward the closed door, 1--WE cannot be
certain that Hester did it-more likely
the diamonds were the incentive-re-
rake up the old story and do dishonor
to her memory"
my sins cannot dim her purity or
her peace" said Mr.. Eyre, "but Hester
Clarke shall die!" And with fictitious
strength he strobe down the gallery
and staircase, while Frank followed,
hoping to prevent Mr.. Eyre seeing
Hester while his dead child yet lay in
her arms.
But in the hall a constable was stand
ing. with one or two jurymen, together
with the coroner, who had held inquiry
upon Madcap's death.
They started back at the sight of Mr..
Eyre-pale, gaunt, a blood-like tinge in
his hollow eyes, his brow and lips
firm as quarried marble.
"Gentlemen," he said at once. "what
arrests have you madeY
1.-THE evidence against Digges was
very strong" replied the coroner
"a tramp also, who was seen hanging
ed for"
"You may release Digges," said Mr..
Eyre calmly; ''the murderess is the wo-
man Hester Clarke, and command you
instantly to commit her to prison on
charge of the willful murder of my
Wife"
1T was on that business we came,''
said the constable nervously; 1--WE have
the warrant here" and he produced it.
Certain information came to our
knowledge last night that throws grave
suspicion upon her."
ITO your work then!" cried Mr.. Eyre
OiChs 90 lOOhtu ~ OllC
another, low whisper passing between
them, added, "Why are you here?" The
constable scratched his head, and look
ed at the coroner, the coroner'looking
imploringly at short juryman, who
consulted lean one, but no aid being
forthcoming from that quarter, they
one and all maintained an absolute ST.
lence.
Cant you speall?" cried Mr.. Eyre,
regarding them with fierce scorn.
"Stand out of the way, then; will find
and arrest this woman myself"
IF you please, SIR" said an officious
housemaid, who had overheard the
whole colloquy, Mrs. Clarke is up
stairs in the nursery, with poor Master
Dody'-and the girl wiped her eyes with
her apron.
Poor Master Dody?r repeated Mr..
Eyre, looking at her earnestly, "but
come" he added, and they Ill followed
him with fear in their faces. as he led
the way toward the nurseries.
For Gods sake. Eyre" cried Frank,
overtaking him, do not go on! She will
not escape. l pledge you my soul she
will not escape, only do not see her now"
but Mr.. Eyre thrust him aside, threw
the nursery door open, and advanced to
the middle Of the room.
Constable" he said, 'do your duty.
L give this woman in charge for the
murder of my wife,
lie had seen only her as she sat
crouched together on the low chair with
something close huddled up in her arms,
but now his eyes Travelled downward,
and rested on it. Was death in his own
eyes, or all he looked upon? He went q
few steps nearer. as he approached, she
laid the child across her knees and look
ed up at him.
"Her child!'' he said: ''murderess! and
you dare to touch himl'
Their eyes meta kind of rapt hor-
ror and breathless wonder in hers, a
deadly hatred and bitter loathing in his
own.
You accuse me of-murder?" she
said slowly.
Frank lifted Dody out of her unresist-
ing arms-it seemed q proclamation of
that little tender body to lie between
two who looked as these were looking
on each other.
"Do your duty" said Mr.. Eyre, turn
ing to the constable; remove her at
once.
AS the man approached, she made a
wild gesture as of struggle-in reality
she was fighting for breath-gasping for