Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1885-03-05

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seemed floating; perhaps some bright
ness like the gold of Amy's hair-the
azure of her eyes; for suddenly he drew
hard breath and sprang to his feet.
ut shall not be!'' he cried between
his teeth.
The candles had burned out; AN
other sultry dawn was at the window.
Janeway, white with exhaustion,
leaned back in his chair. He had
fought hard with Death.
The sun was rising, when a voice
came from the bed:
cam l better? Or must l dieg"
Then Seymour, stirring, looked upon
the watcher.
phillip Janewayv' he said, shudder-
ing. II thought it was dream.
Janeway turned his sunken eyes upon
him, but gave no answer.
The man upon the bed moved with 4
restless, fearful countenance.
what do you mean to do?" he
asked, TREMENDOUSLY. did you follow
usp''
Follow you?" Janeway's voice
seemed to come from distance. IF
1 had ever thought to do SO it would
have been years ago, not this late day"
He rose. II am going out for time;
when come back shall have some
thing to say to you"
He seemed to pass unsteadily through
the doorway. Seymour S eyes follow
cd him with apprehension.
He was not long away. He returned
and sat down rather heavily. His
pallid countcnance was also stern.
Seymour's apprehension was hight
ened to actual terror.
"Am l to live or to dic?" he cried
out piteously.
BY and by Janeway answered, his
voice still seemed to come from far
away.
at is five years SINCE" he said.
Five long years! In all that time
how have you done by herP DO not
think to lie to mo while Death stands
near"
II have always loved her." the other
pleaded. "She has been happy-she
has loved me. If only had not come
to this cursed placer He grew still
wilder, and shrieked and shook his
powerless clenched hands at Janeway.
well! You may set and gloat upon
my death! know that l am in your
power-dying at your curse. But here's
my comfort: that she loved me always,
never you! Her heart will break for
me. and you shall never have her
backw
Janeway's voice seemed to draw
nearer, then fade again away: mo;
her heart will not break.
You will not die" He leaned back as
he ceased to speak; his dead dropped
heavily to one side, so that his face
was not apparent.
Seymour was dumb with surprise.
Not die? lie felt strangely weak, but
there was no longer thai dreadful pain
and thirst. He wanted to hear more.
A considerable time elapsed.
'Janeway," he said in tremulous
tone. But no. answer came.
He sat up in bed and repeated his
call-unavailingly
He slipped out upon the floor and
staggered feebly to the others side.
The candles were wasting slowly
through another night. The men had
exchanged places Seymour sat wan
anu llOuShlluA ia the dIulChulIs Ouuc-
way lay upon the bed. his face ghastly,
clammy moisture on his brow. He
breathed faiptly and seemed not TO suf-
fer much. When the night had mostly
worn his eyes Enclosed, and looking up
he seemed to recognize the other.
'Why are you-here?' he whispered.
Goat opco!'
Seymour hcsita1ed.
Il will wait until YOU are better. II
you will tell me what to do-these
rCmcdics-'
go, go!' Tho husky voice was
urgent to painfulness. go back to
her; she must no, grieve Il day"
but"
go quickly. There is something
she must know. His voice grew
stronger for the time ''sShe must not
know that you saw me here; give me
your solemn promise not to tell her
that"
Why
Your promiser' A stern light gilt
tered in his eyes.
''lf you wish it-yes."
when you and last met, back in
America. five long years ago, l was
poor -v1y poor, just struggling with
the wOrri-you remember? After that
after You and She" He gasped
and lreathed long, hard breaths for
some moments, then re-bcgan. "After
you and she went away there was some
money left me. NY will was
made long since; half is for her-for
Amy; hrlf for YOU when you have made
her legally your wife
Seymour. who had bent to hear the
husky whisper. started up.
mo, no. Not that! Leave her what
you viii. bu don't--don't-I wronged
you. God knows. YOU ought to curse
me. You YOU are not dying. There's
no need for that -
Hush" "arewaS pui up a feeble
hand. "OllF go. ! bear mo- malice il
only III" bo aappy-- His voice
failed for :. space. Then he spoke
again: send II priest ORA sistc..
seymour turned and looked about
him in dszed way. lie seemed striv-
ing to colleca his thoughts. He trcm-
bled as ho walked and looked fearfully
up at the walls OF the room. rs If they
might fall upon him.
He crcpt dizzily down the silent
street where day must break ere long.
AS yet the sky was blue with The depth
of night ,npicrced by any star. The
air was thick and suliry.
He crcpt along the narrow street as
rapidly as possible. What little strength
he had seemed miraculous. AT mo-
ments he wondered il this were not o
dream.
He must find aid or return alone.
A thin and greenish ray pierced the
Eastern ekv When this had broaden