Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1886-03-26

SSrah, ana laughed IN cruel merriment a.
he saw her gaze of Mortified surprise
You" she gsSpsd. 'You lave followed
me-"
Every step sincs yau left my humble
abode, my dear Sarah"
She turned away and re-aatered the COM
partment she had left uervey followed
her, and with laugh threw himself down
| On the seat nearest 70 the door. The trsia
was not full, and the compartments were
small ones 50 il happened that the two
| people were alone.
1t was typical of the mau's crusl nature
! that he looked forward with feelings of keen
enjoyment to the torture winch he meant TO
intisct upon the woman during those hours
Of travel, by forcing upon her the presence
which he knew So uuwelcona
! ''Oh, yes Sarah" he said jeerinsiy; II
, followed you, and | shall never leave your
side until YOU lead ma to my beloved wife.
! Its no good thinking you can give me the
slip To save trouble lmay tell YOU l know
! you are gong TO Munich. WHAT a clever
( woman YOU ara Sarah. l am so much
! obliged 70 YOU
! She wruns her hands convulSively, then
( covered her face &nd moaned. She had
acted, as she thought, for the best, hut this
/ mans craft he'd overcome her. Her mistress
/ was 10 be made to suffer, and through h>r.
{
/ flee body and soul TO save her from pain,
Don't BE- Sulky, Sarah" said Hervey.
1 "The games mp now: YOU may as we'll give
: in. Here, make yourself useful and fill my
| pipe. l can't use this confouuiei right arm
of mine"
I Sire took no notice Of his request, but
presently she raised her head AMI looked at
him.
"Be warncd." she said i'll low TOMS
/ "Ouce more l say. be warned in time. Leave
this train N the next station. Fly while
you can
He laughed ScornIuliy. Now, is it like
/ lyl' he said
/ She made no further appeal She sank
back into stony silence and from that time
no remark, no question, no tauus Of tbs
mans could draw word from her thin lips.
Hour after hour went by and Sarah Miller
/ sat in her corner motionleSS and silent Ms q
statue.
But her thoughts! Her thoughts were
busy enough They througel and invaded
her brain. They changed ana shifted from
/ lncoherence to systematic arrangement ami
! back again to incohsreuca. Through all the
jumbo the one fearful truth shoao out dis
tinCtly. She was taking this man to her
I mistress.
No food had passed. her lips since size lett
she first caught sight of Herveys hateful
form. Her hands were hot; her veins
seemed full of fever, and now and again
mist seemed TO close round her, from which
she emerged only to see once more the cruel
face of her tormentor So the hours went
| hy
Hervcy had fool sent into the carriage.
, He also Consoled himself at short intervals
! with brandy and water He bought cigars,
smoked them and grumbled at their bad
ness. Sometimes he rose, walked out into
the gangway and stretched his leg, hut he
kept keen watch on the woman. Not a
second time would he fail from lack of Wig
| lance For amusement he now and again
| tainted his companion, AMI his jeerS, APP
| parentlv uunoticed, drove her TO the verge
of desperation. Her hands grew hotter, he'
pulses beat with fiercer rapiiity.
TIE sun sank; the twilight died away; the
lamps were liz. Every hour. every moment
brought grief nearer and nearer to Beatrice
! Long before another sun rose the train would
be at Munich. The thought madleacd the
white-faced woman.
Shortly after the train left Stuttgart
the steward looked in and in broken Eng
ESh suggested that the beds shoud b. pre-
pared. Mrs Miller shook her head and
signihed that she had no wish to refine To
rest. Hervey ordered more brandy AMI
also declined the profrered couch The
steward wished that he could have the re
fusal of one of those unmads couches and
the time to occupy it. shrugged his should
crs, and withdrew. The travellers were once
more alone. In less than five hours tn,
journey would be at an end.
Suddenly n wave of inspiration flooded
the poor woman's harassed brain. An in.
spiration which made all things clear IA day
n strange brillianCy shono i'll her eyes In
Il flash she saw, or believed she saw, to what
end these things were leading. Gods hand
was ut work.
Had she not dreamed dream in which
Maurice Hervey figuredi Had she not per
suaded herself when she first saw him that
she had seen written in his face that his
days were numberedi Was she not sure
sure as she was OF her own eternal con-
demnaton-that God meant Beatrice 10
taste happiness as we'll in this world ms In
the nexti The hour of deliverance was at
hand. The inspiration which had told her
that her errand would be crowned with sue
cess was not that of lying spirit. God
was at work Hervey had been led TO take
this journey; to break tho promise he had
made; and thereby accept the fate fore
Swallowed by the fearful words to which his
finger had fortuitously pointed. This jour
ney, begun in craft and III defiance of Gods
never be ended. She by the light of her
wild faith, read the Divine purpose plainly
as if it was written in letters of fire.
If the line OF demarcation between fanati.
! cism and madness in the poor woman's
brain was not by now entirely obliterated,
it had grown faint, blurred and indi' 81
She was lowering on the verge of insa. N ,,
and the method which sometimes lies M
madness was al work and supplying the loss
of the reasoning faculties. Now that the
truth had come TO her, now that she knew
! by inspiration why this man had been per-
mitted to trace and follow her and for a
while enjoy his triumph, she found herself
! specializing md wondering how and by
what means the interposition of the Divine
hand would be shown. She waited for the
moment when, from some apparently
earthly cause, tho cup of triumph would be
dashed from his lips She waited and
waited, and although the hours passed with
out sign, never wavered in her belief that
/ even at the last moment delverance would
| be brought about.
Once or twice she turned and looked at
her companion, and by the same strange
fancy which had before seized her, per-
suaded herself that the something which she
! imagined she sa in his face and which be-
.okened approaching death, grew more and
more distinct She felt no pity for the
| man; nor would she have dared to attempt
a second warning; but she gazed on him
with a kind Of awe, raised by the thought
that in brief space of time this wretched
creature would be lying in the place APP
pointed for him, lying there. and to lie
there. forever, and ever, and everl
Her madness, if it may be called madness,
deepened as tho time passed by. After all,
in spite of its claims to superiority, the mind
is but the slave Of the body. The yoke may
be thrown aside for a while, but sooner or
later its pressure becomes apparent. Fa-
tigue and want Of food were, with Sarah
Miller, completing what distress had be.
gun. Yet to herself it seemed that she had
never seen things clearer, never reasoned
more cogently than at this moment when
her brain was taxed beyond endurance.
How would God actl Would He strike this
man dead as be sat there1 Would something
frightful happenf Would the train be over
turnedi As this question exercised her, every
JOLT as the wheels passed the points sent
thrill through her and made her fancy thu
moment was at hand.
No. This could not be the appointed
method. merciles3 as her creed taught bss
to believe the One TO whom she prayed, Der
sense of justice for bade her to suppose that
many other lives must be sacrificed for tho