The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1885-02-27
CALLED BACK.
A wen-Told Story Of Continuous
and Absorbing Interest
BIZ HUGH CONWAY.

A1AS SSiSoan must OIef lrTeSlStiDle At
fractions; SO | found my way down the
steep hill and began walking upOhe
river side. whilst the merry stream
danced past me, throwing its rich
brown peat-stained waters into thour
sand little cascades as it shot over and
foamed round the great powders which
disputed its passage.
L followed its course for about a mile
now clambering over moss-growu
rocks, now wading through ferns, now
forcing my way through plant hazel
boughs-then in an open space on the
opposite bank l saw a girl sitting
sketching. Her back was toward me,
but knew every turn of that graceful
figure well enough to feel sure she was
wife.
II had needed extra assurance had
but to look at her companion. who sat
near her and appeared to be doing
over book. L should have recog-
nized that shawl of Pnscilla's a mile
away-its Ike has never been known on
earth.
Hard as found it to do so, resolved
not to make nv presence known to
them. Before / met Pauline l wanted
TO talk to Priscilla, and be guided by
her report as to my future method of
proceeding. But in spite of nv deter
mination yielded to the temptation of
drawing nearer-from where l stood 1
could not see her face-so | crept on
inch by inch til | was nearly opposite
the sketcher, and, half hidden by the
underground, | stood watching her to
my hearts content.
There was the hue of health upon her
cheek-there was the appearance of
health IN every movement, and as she
turned ard spoke a few words to her
companion there was that in her look
and in her smile which made nv heart
bound. The wife | returned to was a
different being from the girl / had
married.
She turned and looked across the
stream. Carried away BY my JOY had
entirely emerged from my lurking
place. With the river between us our
eyes met.
She must in some way have remem-
beued me. Were it but as in a dream
my face mus have seemed familiar to
feT. She dropped her pencil and
sketch-book and sprang to her feet be-
fore Priscilla's exclamation of surprise
and delight was heard. She stood
looking at me as though she expected
l would speak or come to her. whilst
the old servant was sending words of
welcome across the noisy stream.
Had | wished to retreat, it was now
too late. found crossing-place and
in a minute or two was on the opposite
bank.
Pauline had not moved, but Priscilla
ran 10 meet me and almost shook my
hands off
Does she remember-does she know
me?h | whispered, as l disengaged my
self and walked toward nv wife.
Not vet; but she will l am sure
she viii, Master Gilbert"
Breathing prayer that her prophecy
might come true, l reached Pauline's
side and held out my hand. She took it
without hesitation. and raised her dark
ewes to mine. How did / refrain from
clasping her to nv heart
Pauline. do YOU know me?"
She dropped her eyes. Priscilla has
talked of you. She tells me YOU are a
friend and that until you came l must
be content and ask no question"
But do you not remember me? l
fancied you knew me Just now"
She sighed. Il have seen you in
dreams dreams" As she
spoke bright blush spread over her
cheek.
Tell me the Dreams I said.
Il can not have been i'll. very i'll,
for a long Tins. l have forgotten much
everything that happened"
'Shall tell you?
mot now-not now, she cried,
eagerly. "Wait, and it may all come
back"
Had she an inkling of the TRUTH
Were the dreams she spoke of but the
struggles of growing memory Did
that bright ring which was still on her
finger suggest to her what had hap
pencd?" Yes. l would wait and hope.
We walked back together, with
Priscilla following at proper distance.
Pauline seemed to accept my soc ETY. as
though it was perfectly natural thing
10 do so. When the path grew steep or
rugged. she held out her hand for mine.
IS though its support was her right
Yet for long time she said nothing.
Where have you come from? she
xsSed, at last
Prom long. long journey OF many
thousands of miles"
Yes; when l saw your face YOU
were always travelling. Did you find
wha. YOU sought?" she asked. eagerly
yes 1 found the truth 1 know
everything"
Tell me where he is7''
Where who Is
"Anthony-my own brother - the
boy they killed. Where is his graves"
He is buI1ed by the side of his
mother"
Thank God! shall be able to pray
over him"
She spoke, ii excitedly. quite sensi-
bly. but | wondered she was not crav-
ing for JUSTICE to be melted out to the
murderers-
..Do You wish forvengeance on those
who killed him.
..Eengeance, what good can ven
Esnce do9 1t viii not bring him back
to life. Il happened long ago. When.
1 know no.; but now it seems wears ago
God may have avenged him by now"
He has. in great measure. One
died in prison raving mad; another is
la chains. working Ike a slave; the |
third. As vet. is unpunished-'
1t viii core 10 him, sooner or la:er.
NRc,i IS it?'
..Macari."
She shuddered at the name and said
no more. Just before we reached the