The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-08-14

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must tell him l am going to have the
scarlet lever. I felt it coming on, /
was sure, and perhaps his brother
should be dead, and then perhaps I
would die, and then-~like a good angel
one of Fenelon's splendid sentences came
into my mind: II will not have
scarlet fever. Louis's brother will
not die. These men were only rude.
they meant nothing wrong. Louis will
be at home tomorrow most likely, and
everything will be all right" l felt a
little better then and my courage came
back, and, locking up the house, l went
over to spend another night at my
neighbours. ,
The next morning Louis came back,
and he looked so cheerful. Sam was
not ever sick, he said.
"Some one must have been playing a
joke on me, though a cruel and foolish
one"
Then I told him of my fears Of scar
leftover, and he took me in his arms
and told me not to be afraid; that ne
could not believe it until he had inves-
tigated it himself; that he would go then
and be back in half an hour and tell all
about it. He took his hat, and was just
going out of the door when the same two
men stepped in and seized him by both
arms.
"You are my prisoner" said one of
them.
Your prisoner" exclaimed Louis.
This is another mistake, What am /
arrested for, pray?"
90, say, now, that dodge won, t work;
you had better come along quietly"
$50 1 will, said Louis calmly. take
your hands off and / will walk along
quietly" Then to me: II will be back
presently, love. For my sake be calm.
1t is all a mistake, and it will be ali
right soon" So they went out.
My brain whirled; l could scarcely
think; but in a moment a desire to go
to the store where Louis was employed
took possession of me. 1 was soon on
my way, filed with a fiery Indignation
against some one, / knew not whom.
I asked to see Louis employer, and he
received me in his private Office.
MY husband has just been arrested"
I said. Can you tell me what for?"
BE calm, madam, he may be wrong
ly suspected; but as things stand now
it looks as though he is guilty of-of
appropriating a large amount of our
funds"
/ sank upon a chair; my Louis, the
best man the sun ever shone upon,
guilty of stealing! The world was
slipping away from me, it seemed. The
man in compassion handed me a glass
of water, reiterating that it might turn
out all right after all.
II thank you for telling me-" / said,
"but it is to come out all right, for the
best man that lives is not more limo
cert than he is. Can you tell me where
they have taken him?"
He told me, and | went there and
found my Louis again. ] staid with
him as long as they would let me, and
then went home, My friend next door
came and begged me to spend the
night with her, but / would not, so she
staid with me. / am sure that was
the most dreadful night / ever spent.
No sleep come TO me-. Ny Louis was
in prison. These awful words rang
through by brain continually. The
clock striking the hour struck out the
words, "Louis is in prisonl" The
trans coming in shrieked it out on the
chill night air and told the world m
Louis was in prison. Even the little
cricket in the w~ainscoting piped out all
night long, Louis is in prison"
/ went to Louis in the morning. My
kind neighbor and other friends went
his bail, and he returned with me. /
could keep up no longer, then, and
Louis tended me. He never left my
side, and there was no smallest atten-
tion that could be paid to me that he
omitted. He petted me like a child,
but kept my bed for several days, so
great had been the shock. Then grad
ually the horror Of that night wore
away, and / went about the house again
as usual.
If Louis felt troubled he concealed
it from me, and he spoke SO confident
ly of everything coming out right at
the trial that at last I believed it would,
too. We had not many weeks to wait
for the trial. Then again my love was
prisoner at the bar.
As I listened to the array of evidence
against him my heart grew sick with
fear. / wondered how / could have
been so hopeful; / wondered how he
could have borne up as he did through
all those weeks. His attorneys did all
they could for him, but the attorneys
for the prosecution drew closer and
closer about him o chain OF circum-
~stantial evidence thatI felt it would be
| almost impossible to break.
1t was almost over. The counsel for
the defense had finished his eloquent
appeal. The counsel for the prosscu-
tion had made it appear quite plainly
that Louis was guilty. 1t only remained
for the Judge to charge the jury, and