The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1885-04-09

CONSCIOUS InaC Snc WAS ylelulHS 10 u
kind of sleep, yet utterly unable to
throw it off, she ut last lay back in the
carriage in state OF complete TN" on
sciou>ncsS.
The moon Hooded fields and woods
with its oralno sea of light.
In lucent spl2ndor the ocean rocked
to and fro upon the beach, while its
meanings died away in the distance,
and left n silence unhrokcn and per-
feet.
Not far from this bleak shore, with
its tall ruined lighthouse, might | ave
1con seen boat out upon the waters.
Slowly it ncarcd point of land
about which some iShcrm MS h,ts
wore gathered, and Mhcrc few "a l.
boats lay rocking upon the waters.
10 reach this pOint, however, the
boatman must pass the promontory
where stood the old tower like struc-
turc we nave described
AS he drew near something lihe
faint cry reached his ear. lie listened;
It came again, and seemed to cnranate
from the lighthouse.
Then small flame lit up the II oh
window; it flashed, then futtcrcd down
down the rugged old gray wall to the
ground.
He made all speed to land at the
nearest oint Of safety, md made his
way at once to the lighthouse
as he reached the SrOt, he again
heard WomaE ) scream, and it was
| plain th&t some one was calling for
help at the summit of the edilicc
He >pra&G up the broken stairway.
Darker and darker it grew, lit only by
tn" ccca ional Gle IN from a slit-lko
window. IL stru k IN .trhu; TO .iyht
his way.
Suddenly he heard just ahead CT him
other feet trcaduG the winding stair
way. They halt Il, but the man from
the boat pcrsevcrcd, and presently
stood facing lashionably-attircd young
| man.
His face was white as chalk. He at
tempted bravado, however, as lie saH
determination upon the face of his p,if-
sucr.
"Mr. Theodore Trcmnor, what does
! this mcan?"
cit means that you re cursed fool,
and you'd better turn back and 90
about your business. ;"
Not until find out who is in dis
trcss in this building ut such IN hour,'
! S:lu lnc other.
! AS he spoke he attempted to pass the
man, who now completely barred his
! passage upward.
AS he took Il step forward, the ether
snatchcd from his ockct Il revolver,
and took aim.
Anticipating this, his companion
daShG !, with one blow against Trcm-
nor's shoulder, himself and his weapon
several steps below him. 1t was the
work o. Il moment, and the next he
was rushing up the stair.
Ir'mnOr, struggling TO his feet, scuG-
dcd down tha stairs, and fled through
foot-path and field, till he reached Il
point where stood 4 carriage and driv-
| cr.
'Drivc like mad-stop for nothing
TO - Station. You will be well
paidn'
And the next train which left for
London carried away Theodore Trem-
nor on his way to the continent.
McanWhilC, Mcrmclle Chr,borourh
looked up from the rotten planks where
she had lain, hearing naught but the
| waves and the Scuttlc Of rats near st
hand, to cAt Ountcr with shuddcr the
la"c, rot OF the one she most dreaded
and expected, but that of dclivcrcr
the face of her friend, Mark Manner
| ing.
How he came she did not ask. Brief
" she told hlm of the evenings per-
| 1OrmancC-Of the circumstances which
had placed her in TrcmnOr's power
Il knew nothing since we left the
restaurant till | opened my eyes to find
myself alone here. Yet, | recall the
circumstances, and guessed at the rest.
| was druggcd-druggcd and brought
here. Harli--what is thatp He may
come at any, moment. Where can he
have gomez"
81 met him on the stairway on his
way up. But he will not come now.
Fear nothing; he is but too well pleas
ed to ilcc after meeting me. Come
with -Mcrmcllc-NIi ChcSborouoh
my boat is near. will get you safe
home to your mother"
Nlcrmclle broke into wild sobs of re-
lief
"Oh, what kind fate was it that sent
you to my dclivcrancc?"
She rose, and attempted to feel her
way, with Manncripg for a guide down
stairs.
But Manncring placed strong arm
about her, and bore her below as he
would Il child.
Mrs. Chcsborough was in a condition
Impossible to describe when her daurh-
ter, with Mark Manncring for a com
panion, made her way into the house
ut f0ur o'clock in the morning.
Almost frcnzicd, the mother could
not for some time comprehend the cir
@unStanccs. When at last she did so,
She rose and seized Mark by The hand.
"What~-what great thing" she
cried, "can | ever do to thank you for
thiS?"
"rhcrc IS one thing" said Mark,
modcstly, land it is y great thing, and
it is this: love your daughter dearly,
and if cannot give her great wealth, |
can give her the protection that an
honorable man can bcstOw. viii you.
give her to my care? Will you consent
to her becoming my wifc?"
Mrs. Chcsborough hcstatcd but q
minute.
She saw that Mcrmellc was not to be
questioned. She had already con-
sCntcd.