Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-07-18
FORCED APART.
RY ". CLARK RUSSELL.
CHAPTER XVIII.

80, then. the London parish In who's,
church they were united WAS unknown u
her. No light could she give, beyond tax in
Gods holy name in witness that she spoke tn,
truth which only her mother believed.
But tn, uSaleSSncSs of the journey. and tn,
fear Of her fathers anger if failure shoul
attend their search, were not the first causes
Of her present resolution
That night, she resolved, would n the In st
she should ever pass in the old wooden house.
Call her mad if you please-and few such
desperate resolves but have madness AT
b"tt"m. hut there WAS courage, too, viTtu
nuS auddritv, and Of a most wOmanlv sort,
acting without reflection: that is infuenc s,l
hy the present that was driving her. and
taking no thought OF the future upon which
abe was rushing
The church clock was striking the half
hour after eleven, when with a shiver she rose
from her chair at the open window. and.
stealing "a the bedroom door, opened it noise
lesSslv. and hStenei The deep breathing in
the siJacrut apartment where her parents
lay, the fall of an ember in the kitchen CRATE.
the loud ticking Of a clock were the only
sounds audible
Leaving the door ajar, she put on her hat.
to which n veil was attached. threw a shawl
over her shoulders and raised the little
trunk. There was clear moonlight abroad
now and light enough reflected TO give dis
tlnctnrss 10 all objects in the room On tip
toe she descended the staircase and. the bet
ter to make her exit soundltss, went through
the kitchen In a few moments she had
lightly drawn the bolts of the back door, and
stood in the moonlight
The night was soft and sweet with dew
and the mild stars shnne luStrouSly. Now
WAS il that the cool air and the deserted
length of the High street, and the black
shadows Of the soaring town, brought To her
unutterahle sense uf homclesSnesS and the
chill and terror Of the lonesome state She
came round 10 the fro Il Of the house. and
under the gloom Of the hay tree paused ana
reflected not daring to lift her eye to her
parents hedroom window.
She rrept softly out of the darkness and
crossed the road and went up the street, hug
iying the shadow Of the houses. When abreast
Of the market place. again was she seized
with a nTnhing sense of helplrSSneSS and a
great agony pf spirit The sympathy Of a
human voict-Snme one 10 tell her story +"
and take advice from she wanted, and per
has the very last person whom it would
nave tnItffNl ntr neal 10 apply 10 under any
other circumstances shr now resolved to seek
This was Mrs Mad, who had shown her
some kindness that morning, and the sort Of
sympathy that was not Likely to thwart if it
did not profit her.
SO she fltt,i like some restless spirit
through empty stalls ami vacant silent
! "om, and. stating a moment before Mrs
MssdS DOOR. knocked tightly
Although thrr. was no light in Mrs. Meads
window. the Cd woman was not asleep hav
ing not two minutes before Jennys arrival
eNtinCui>hed her tallow candle and got int"
bed Hearing a sound that resemhle1 a
knock At the dorr the oil woman lifted her
ear out Of the pill ow and listened After
little interval the knock vas repeated, ami
their hein- nn mistake about the nnIS' this
time Mrs Mead greatly wondering, darI"d
her with"r'.i l,.-S out of bed, struck light
swath"d her OH form in the Counterpane.
which she pluckeI from the bed, went to the
door and opened il holding the candle over
her head
She instantly recognized Jenny, and ut
tered a cry Of aStnn,>hmrnt
Michael Srrangfic.d'S girl At this time
what Is the mattert'