The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1885-08-22

the page in the red basil-coyered ledge
i headed Beatrice Clauson,n must have bee
gratifying sight for the Messrs. Furlon
4 and the rest of the firm. b i
One morning-the very morning whc
, Mr.. Hervey had appointed for his ,econd il
terview with Beatrice-a few Minutes aftt
a the respectable diverted porter bad, draw
, the bolts of the outer doors, and so prt
claimed that the bank was ready for a
, 4 comers, n check for one Thousand pounds
> PAYABLE to self or bearer" and siyne
Beatrice Clauson" was handed across Il,
broad mahogany counter 70 the spruce cast
lie leaned across the counter and aske
her in the politest Inapner: "a, -'
'How'Ey 6u- hav'-itr 49, ~ "a
Mrs Miller would have ave hundred /,
gold and five Bank of England notes fo
one hundred pounds each. The money wa
counted out. Mrs Miller buttoned the note
inside her dress. The bag of gold she place.
in her pocket, where with every mdvemen
it bumped heavily but reassuringly agains
her leg, and in dumb but painful show pro
claimed that it was safe. Then she Iejoinec
her mistress, and the cab carried them t.
Blacktown railway station.
They hooked to Paddington. As they
wanted no companions they entered q ladies
carriage. Every traveller knows that solitude
is most often found in those compartment,
reserved exclusively for the fair sex. This i.
a delicate compliment to man, but not, per-
haps, fully appreciated by such men who
: after eying vacant seats obviously, have ii
enter a carriage more than three pltits full
OF people.
The train started For while Beatrice
sat as one in a reyerie. Mrs Miller, WHO held
the boy, watched her face. Beatrice Sighed,
| looked up and met her companions gaze.
/ "He will follow us she said. She tremblei
as she spoke,
eyes, if he can find u.s. Poor dear, if he
can do so he'll hunt You to death Wen 90
where he can't find us. There wen wait
until he can trouble you no more, nv sweet.
"Ah, when will that beH' sighed Beatrice.
"When he is struck down. When my
prayers are answered When you look on his
dead face and know that you are free!"
Flush hush How can you dare to pray
for a mans deathi Even |, whom he has 50
wronged, could not force my lips to form
that prayer"
"Oh, my dear! my dearl that is different.
You would he praying for yourself. God
would not listen; but l pray only for you
and He will"
Sarah, be silent" said Beatrice. She had
always set her face sternly against her maids
religious flights. But Mrs. Miler's excite
ment had by now reached pitch which re-
sisted even Beatrice's commands.
''See!" she said in thrilling tones, which
made even the child open his eyes in wonder,
ment, last night sign came to me, a dream.
] looked down from somewhere and saw N.Y.
self as | must be, as it was fixed ! should be
before the world began, where tue worm
dieth not"
I '"Mv poor Sarah be calm"
, 'Where the fire is not quenched. | saw
myself, and saw him. He was close at
hand. Oh, God means to strike and soon,
very soon"
Her voice had such intensity, her eyes such
a wild look i'll them, that little Harry, who
had watched her in that spell-bound manner
common to reflective children, came to tue
conclusion that something was wrong, an
set up luSty roar. ...|
''See," said Beatrice, rcproachfully, you
have frightened the Boy
The woman grew calm at once. The blaze
of fanaticism faded from her face, and she
was once more the attentive nurse and faith,
full servant. The train hurried them EDWARDS
on their flight.
Flight Yes, It was fight! Hervey's
threat had struck home. 1t had carried con-
viction. Beatrice never doubted his asser-
ton that although IL might bs I'M possible for
him to force her to come to his side, he could
legally take the boy from her She deter
mined to,hy, leave no trace, hide for awhile,
and lot the man In her absence do his worst.
II he told her friends the tale of the marriage
1t would at least save her from the pain
of SO doing. She had not yet settled whittier
to go, but she meant Tonight tV be out Of
Epghnds - JtitNN &C.,
The little boy, as was usual when he ap-
peared ii'gublic; had attracted much atten-
ton while they waited on the Blacktown
platform. So great is the interest excited
by such a perfect specimen of childhood that
every woman and not a few men turned and
looked after him. At the first stoppage
lady who saw him through the window
actually fetched her husband out of the
refreshment room to Look at his golden hair.
She was but a young wife, or she might
have known better. Pleasing as such adml-
ration must have been to Beatrice, it seemed
10 trouble Mrs. Miller. AS the train re-
sumcd its course, she turned to Beatrice.
ut must DO done, my dear 1t must 10
DONE
Beatrice, who now had the boy, Rugged
him tightly. 81 WON'T can't do it," She
said
I'VE shall he traced all over the world by
it, my dear" said Mrs Miller, sadly.
sob, Sarah 1t is too crLel-too cruel!
See, let us twist it up and hide it,"
Herewith she twisted up Harry's sunny
locks, turned them over on the top of his head,
and fastened them with a hairpin. His cap
was replaced, and very comical the boy looked
with his hair growing upwards
And very pretty he looked when, a minute
afterwards, thinking this was a new sort of
game. he shook of his cap, shook out the
knot, and, presto down fell the glowing
cloud again.
1t was tucked up again. TWAS shaken ont
again-and again and again 1t was fine
sport for the baby, but Beatrice began to
glance timdly at her maid, who shook her
head ominously. 1--WE shall be followed every
where" she said. Beatrice sighed.
Hell be a big boy in no time, my pretty"
said Sarah, then it must come of. Don't
run the risk now There's not such hair in
the three kingdoms"
Strange that woman who believed so
implicitly in destiny, Mrs. Miller should he
in her calm moments So calculating and fore
seeing