The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1888-02-17

At the door another demand was made foi
admission, but this time timid and fumbling,
unlike the bold knock Thane gave.
"Pamtcd savage or Imprinted" respond
ed the master, starting, this unruly rascal
shall feel discipline"
'Oh. Mr. BarScrw besought Phoebe.
"Ogrc, dear" said his wife, apparently in
the act Of expanding her large person &c
place before him, 1.-The man will shoot"
LET me open the door, said Gurlcy.
"Iopen my own door, SIR" lntcrposod the
master
"Now, you scoundrcl, what do you want
this tmeW
He made a heavy dash ut the person on
the step, recovering himself with difficulty.
Those inside saw il was man quite
clean shaver excepting his upper lip; that
his clothes were black, fine and old-fash-
toned; and though he held his tall hat in
one hand AS he recoiled from the masters
onset, the hat had evidently been lifted be-
fore the door opened and his recoil meant
surprise
"Ohr' Mr. Barker snarlcd suspiciously.
Good evening, good evening, sir. Good
evening"
The stranger made some response in n
nasal blur Of words, concluding with an
eager question.
Mr.. Barker turned toward the other in.
mates, his fierceness cooled to the tempera-
ture of combativeness.
as this man speaking Latin with the con.
tinental pronunciation, Gurley, or is il
Welshr'
"Step in, SIR" invited Mrs. Barker.
"Ogre! perhaps the door better be shut "
THE door will not be shut" responded
her husband, 'until this ran GA intelligibly
state his business"
at is Painter. Good evening, Mr..
Painter" said Gurlcy.
Painter. SEEING Phoebe, stepped upon tho
sill with an exclamation.
Curing the rest Of her life. when she tried
to set the action Of the next five minutes in
it's true light, and TO see tho facts as they
occurred by the clock instead Of through the
medium of terror which had no regard for
time, she thought Mrs. Barker exclaimed
that the other man was bohind this one;
that Painter turned, saw Thane and seized
him; then they struggled together without
apparent reason; that she ran and hid her
face in the lounge pillow; and shot, the
voices Of Gurley and the master, aud the
bounding steps OF some one running away
all mingled together.
Mrs. Barker looked CHASTITY when Painter
was laid on the lounge. Phoebe herself sat
moment on the floor beside the lounge.
She heard Gurley ride off for physician
and officers of justice.
Afterwards she waited by the kitchen
stove while Mr. Barker and his wife attend
ed to the wounded man. There was no fire
in the stove, but she could see the hearth
shine through the open sitting-room door,
and count bricks along the front of the
chimney.
Here Mrs. Barker brought her "a bit Of
paper and in agitation told her that Painter
wrote it and sent it. She bent toward the
distant freight to make out the characters,
and noticed that though traced by an I'M
steady hand they were clear and beautiful.
At first merely the name James Fawcett
attracted her; then she walked to the fire.
place intent only on reading what was
written, and it was you are my child
James Fawcett"
Nor said Phoebe, turning toward the
wounded man and questioning him with
negatives: mo! Mo-"
One of Mrs. Barker's quilts covered him
up TO the armpits. He was looking at
Phoebe with wide open and agOnized blue
eyes. His sensitive lower face she saw was
like the portrait in the Fawcett library.
"Non she repeated, twisting the paper in
her fingers, 'I!'
He nodded his head, and bcsought her by
gesture to come nearer. In his hands
were q pencil and paper tablets which Mrs.
Barker had taken out Of his pocket for him.
He was shot through the body, and the
DOCTOR brought later by Gurley, could do
little more for him than had already been
done.
Mr.. Barker sat near his patients feet, rug
gedly silent and stern as if justice were gath
ering all forces in him. His wife held a light,
resting her elbow in her palm, and looked
anXiously from Phoebe to the wounded man.
She stood behind his head and let her lamp
shine on his tablets. Sometime during tho
confusion circuit had been walked Phoebe
remembered hearing his mother command
his return To bed
FRO BE CONTINUED