Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-06-27

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lieve Eleanor is asleep at all"
Before she has finished Mons. Dupont il
In the house, followed by Mrs. Maison
who is so dazed, by all that, she cannot
say word. The moment Mons. Dupont
sees Eleanor he knows she is not sleeping
put in a deep state of Inconsistencies
''Helen get me some water quickly, >
and the unconscious girl, altogether ignor
ing the frightened creature standing near
no signs of life being evident Helen says
''has this girl had any thing to eat or drink
here, this morning."
Eyes! Miss cup Of tea"
Helen gives her father significant look.
Being told TO get the carriage ready, Helen
goes out, and fixing the seats so NJ to be
able to put Eleanor in-which being done,
they start home, with their unconscious
friend. They drive slowly and it is
late when they reach home, where great
excitement is caused by their return. After
half hours work Eeanor opens her eyes,
and looks about and says
"Ah! no-Helen she is kind-hearted
old soul"
do You feel better dear?'
''Oh! Helen, with terrible shrek
how you did brighten me-" Helen where
are your
''Eleanor dear, don't you know us? You
are at home with papa and me-"
The low sweet voice goes on: II followed
by witchesi dear old guardy! What will
you say?'
Father and daughter look at each other,
and as if something had been forgotten,
Helen rusheS out of the room, down stairs,
where the servants are eXcitedly talking.
Calling LOuis, says, Louis, get ready Ia
leave for Dumfrics, Immediately, for doc
tor, Miss EelanOr is not well. :"
Coming to her, Lewis, i'll n very low
voice says, Il hope We have not made her
ILL.,"
II don't know what You have done, but
don't stop to talk-you get orr
With this she goes back TO the side OF
the bed and watches the girl lying before
her, 80 quietly. Her heart does not feel
any pity, when she looks on that pale sad
face. She does not realize that SHE is the
cause.
Helen! What is that? Helen don't you
heir anything? Oh! you silly child she is
a good woman. Yes, Mrs. MaiSOn, | be-
licyc will lie down for few minutsS.
Oh! Helen! with another piercing shrek
how You did brighten me-"
Mons. Dupont looks ut Helen, but says
nothing the tears arc in his eyes when he
looks at the girl lying before him, and
thinks of the bright and happy girl she
WAS when brought to his home. Night has
taken the place of day, and yet no change
is noticed by the watchers. The clock on
the mantle points the hour of O'Clock
when 4 piercing cry rings through the
house.
Helen, what is that? A witch?''
Mons. Dupont, m0tiOnin@ to his daugh-
ter to take his place by the bedside, leaves
the room, goes where the servants arc, tells
them that old Mrs Maison, has bewitchcd
his daughter Eleanor, (aS he always called
herr and that he is now going fl" the au-
thOriticS To have her seized.
Every voice answers, 1--WE will 50 with
YOU
1t isn't two hours before the whole vii
lagt is aroused, and marching on To the
home of the iuuoccnt old creature, who
since the death of her husband, had lived
alone, Keeping her home and garden al-
ways in tile very hest of order. She was
Il piOus old woman, and that was the rc;I-
son why she WIS looked upon with sIlSpi-
ciOn, by every ono Of the villagers Eleanor
being the only one in the place, lbcSdc
Louis who cared for the old woman-shc
was very fond OF her, seeing i'll her traits
OF character which were 10 bo admired.
Tho old woman is sitting, thinking
of the girl who WIS taken in such
rude way from her h0mc--whcn tho door
is burst open, and sho il confronted by men
and women, who say nothing, but seize her
and drag her from the house. She ask what
she has done-nnd on seeing Mons Dupont
in the crowd, and hearing from some one
that he is the accuScr, she cries, Il dld
not poison Miss Elanor. did not hurt
her Oh! my poor girl, how | did love
YOU. am willing to suffer for your sake,
although am innocent Of any crime"
Listen to the old witch" came from
the excited crowd.
."Witch! | Il witch. OH my God.
But the crowd pays no attention to
her and cruelty dragS hcl on until they
come to place in the road where some had
dug a ditch, while Others We're on their
way To the house. Into this they put her
and bound her. in such II position that,
though she was lying on her back, her head
was ylaced upright with her chin touching
her chest, and in this cruel torture, she was
left, after being told that they would give
her three days IN Which to make up her
mind to confess hcr' guilt, aftor which, if
she did not the dirt would be thrown upon
her, one shovel full ut time, until she
WAS dead, The pOE creature could say
nothing, and after while, most Of the
crowd had gonc-but shO was never left en-
tircly alone. She wondered at first why
her son did not come her rescue, but after
a while the pain drove everything out oil
her mind, and she lay there like dead.
The next day passes with no change III
Elcanur and no confession OF guilt from the
tormrntod ono, Helen keeps her place be
side Eleanor, and is unconscious OF any
thin. that has been going on outside, her
father not having mentioned the affair to
her. Louis is Oh his way home, two days
later. and rs he nCars his mother's cottage,
he concludes to 20 in to STE her, and ask
her how things are up nj the house. lie
opens the uOOr ana ilIlI!S HlS hl''iVi tp''I''
Thinking she has gone up to see HIM he
hurrics on, not dreaming Of what he Is
coming 10. On and On he comes till all
at once he secs the crowd-hastening
he comes upon them, and asks the first
one. what this excitement means; gets n"
answer. Pushing his way through the
crowd, he stands at last, before the open
place and looking dawn, secs his poor old
m.ther living before him. Falling upon his
knees, he cries Mother, Oh! mother,
omen You eyes, look at me mother, Why
did YOU leave me. oh! mother. mother
some one in the crowd pulled him and says
she is not dead, DO is only pretending.
Don't You know that she Is II witch?'
"What, shrickcd the Frantic boy. MY
mother witch. Untilstcn her this instant.
oh mother. who has gotten this upon
vou?" working with all his might 10 loosen
her
s'I,eaveher alone, sir; until she confesssc' :
her guilt. she remains where she Is. "
Contests her gull? She has nothing
TO confess, What is she accused ot -"
"Witchcraft, " came In many voices.
"Witchcraft. Who ill the world has she
bewitched?'