The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1888-01-06

do, and give you my word Of honor
as a soldier and gentleman that viii
be your friend, and stand by you and
your father to the last
Four long. anxious days of wearying
suspense passed by. during which
Cicely felt she had grown years older
Colonel Widdrington and his troopers.
were in and about the house the whole
time, and the movements of all the
servants as well as her own were
closely watched, and it seemed impos-
sible that any secret could long be.
kept from the eyes of so many spies
Cicely did not know the exact where
abouts of her fathers hiding-place,
though she was aware it was not far
away. Old Jakes would give her a
reassuring word or look now and then,
but he had to be very cautious, and she
could not but see that his face grew
haggard and anxious as days passed
by, and still these hostile soldiers hung
about, watching every movement on
the part of the household as a cat
watches a mouse's hole.
The only ray of comfort that gilded
the darkness just now was the cour-
teous friendliness of Captain LOrimer,
who seemed to do all in his power to
save her from annoyance, and to keep
his men as quiet and orderly as posi-
BILE. Cicely was grateful TO him, and
ceased to shrink from his approach, but
she was very much surprised when, on
the evening of the fourth day, he re-
quested the favor of y private inter
view with her, and only granted it out
of a sort of terror lest q refusal should
somehow hurt her father.
mistress Cicely," he said, in low.
rapid tones, '@belieye me, have not
asked this favor without sufficient
reason. 1 hardly know how to COM
municate the plan have laid for your
fathers escape, lest you should fear
treachery or trap, yet 1 pledge you
my honor as soldier that will keep
faith with you even till death. ga
Cicely clasped her hands closely
together. She was young, and true to
the hearts core, and truth can recog-
nize its like when the heart is unseared
by sin and shame.
my fathers escape! Did you say
my fathers eseape?"
II did, and [ mean it. l have all my
plans laid and matured. If you and
he will but trust me. he may be free to-
night Listen, Mistress Cicely, for
time is short. I know he lies in con-
cealment somewhere near. We all
know it, though thus far the secret
spot has eluded search. But if you
will have me conducted thither after
| dark by some trustworthy messenger,
he shall quit his hiding place disguised
| in my clothes, my two servants shall
attend him (they are faithful to the
| death in any service entrusted to them
by mel, and mounted on my strongest
charger he will reach the coast ere day
/ has fully dawned, and there you car
join him and proceed to France, an6
remain there in safety till the storm has
swept by. Believe me, sweet lady
that, hastily as 1 speak, have not been
hasty in action. All has been arranged
most carefully, even to the fishing
| smack that will bear you across tx
France. All is in readiness, all nov
lies with you. VIII you trust me-
enough to reveal to me the secret o
your fathers hiding-place?'
Quiyering in every fiber of her being,
Cicely stood like a marble image
what should she say to this supreme
question involving the issues of life anC
death? Yet one question sprang to he
lips before she found an answer.
''And you! What will become 0
youP"
He smiled TRANQUILITY.
"Have no fears for me. 1 am a fl
vorite with the King, Heaven prosper
himi 1 shall have no trouble in gain
ing his pardon, nor, unless I greatly
err, that of your father likewise.
have no belief in his guilt. I believ
his innocence can be proved, and L will
be the man to prove it. Mistress Cice
", will you trust me?''
She looked long and earnestly a
him, and then held out her hand.
Il do trust you, SIR" she said, il
tones of deep feeling. MAY God dea
with you as you deal with the help
less man to be placed now at you
mercyr'
Fifteen months later, in the goldel
autumn days, Mistress Cicely Delo
, raine and her father stood once agai
I beneath the loved roof of their old an
cestral home, which they had quite
, in trembling stealth, fearing never t
T see it again.
, They were not alone; young sOldie
J was with them, in the gay uniform c
MS Majesty's favorite regiment. H
held Cicely's hand in his, and locke
into her fair face with chances of 10y
ing pride.
Home again at last, sweet NIistres
Cicely!' he said, with playful fond
ness, ''and the threatening clouds a
f rolled away. When am I to be rt
u warded? Have I waited long enoug
yet?"
She looked at him with grave, swet
Y confidence.
p Il think l trusted you from the frs
time 1 saw you. You know that l low
you. You are our truest, best FRIEND
q and 1 am yours for life and death.
MY blessing on you both, my CHI
n dren." said the old father, his vote
trembling with emotion. Il than
God that have lived to see this day.
q The QuiUer.
d PURPOSE OF PAIN.
How it Develops Mans Energy as Wen g
: His Moral Nature.