Wichita eagle., 1888-11-08

Ike q ElaQfnan-nlS WlIe-pfonted by MS
absence to treacherously deceive him! The
shock was too much-the strong man began
to cry, and many things that had passed I'M
| noticed by the confiding husband returned to
mind to torture him. Parbleu! but it had gone
on long time, this pretended hate for the
wheelwright's workman-this pretended hate
that was to turn suspicion. And those marks
of passionate love given to him, the husbanda
Lies again-vile hypocrisies to capture his
confidence! Bah, the miserable guilty wretch
whom be had loved SO muchl
The noise of the door closing softly and q
| shadow moving away reused the fisherman
from his trance of agony-in an instant he
was transfigured-a whirlwind Of fury surged
| into lis brain-blood blinded himl With
turn OF the wrist he threw off his heavy
shoes, bent his body ike a runner making for
the goal, and bounded upon the tracks OF the
lover-the lover SO full of security and salts
faction with himself and who followed, care
iessly whistling tune. with his hands in his
pockets, a narrow pathway Unframed be-
| tween two hedges He had arrived almost at
the main street Of the hamlet when sud-
denly two powerful hands closed upon his
neck, ciutching it with grasp of iron. Dom
Unique gasped wavered, bent to his knees
and lay without q moani
Twenty minutes later WON returned to the
strand, moving in the direction of his boat.
lie still carried upon his shoulders fishing
sack, but so heavily loaded this time that he
walked with difficulty, and every instant
slipped upon the peobles round and polished.
Arrived at last at mis- bark, he threw down
his burden; 1t fell with thud upon the pile
OF stones that constituted the ballast. The
tide had turned, and already the waves were
tapping under the keel of the little vessel.
The fisherman seated himself in his accus
toned place, propped his feet upon the sack
IN the bottom drew out his pipe and began to
smoke. To srnoke-aye-but not for Tonga
half hour, not more When the movement
Of the boat and the wash of the waves told
him the hour had come, he drew I'D his
anchor, cast OFF his line and the vessel, obedi-
enc to the oars vigorously handled, drew
rapidly away.
The tempest had lulled considerably; in
the harbor the water was nearly tranquil,
but the harbor was evidently not far enough
for the sailors purposes; he hoisted the sail
and stood for the open sea- An hour perhaps
he sailed thus ii the midst of the shadows,
but he stopped at last, and at the moment
the moon broke from the clouds that yelled
1t and spread upon the water train Of
silver
ut viii do, he murmured, considering it
carefully, tits far enoughl" and he drew
from his pocket a broad bladed clasp knife
carried by men of his calling, knelt upon the
sack before him and delivered himself to a
mysterious work that filed him, Judging by
tie smile upon his lips, with satisfaction
This work accomplished, the sack was loaded
with stones from the pile of ballast and cast
g,4r. IL.
lighted his pipe anew, threw out his lines
Daited as they had been in the beginning of
the evening and began to fish.
Not until broad daylight, later than his
usual hour, did he withdraw them again and
start on the homeward journey Catherine
he sew her from ABBREVIATED for him
upon the deserted beach with every sign of
y ~ofound disquietude, the way of wives in
90. leral, and faithless wives in particular.
In transport of discrimination and tender
ness he threw herself upon the breast of her
hu5ila- nd
''MOl Dieu!" she cried, 'but thou art late
| knew not what to think of it, aud the hor-
rible ten pest that has ragged since thy de-
parturel = do not wish thee to 60 out in
weather like this again! How have prayed
to Our Lady"
responded with singular smile; '.ah well,
thou seest thy prayer is granted-I have rs-
turned ana the Iishing was excellent. But
come, 1 have yet 10 dIserbarrass my lines
they are loaded Thou shalt help me at the
task. Begin!"
Had Catherine been looking at her husband
as he spoke, the cold and cruel expression of
his face, the reer. tless tightening of his lips,
would have made her heart die within her,
but she saw and suspected nothing in her
eagerness to measure the harvest the tempest
had brought them. BOnneus, dresses, frill
trails, and the thousand and one nothings
dear to q woman'S soul were bound up in the
thoce scaly treasures. Accustomed to assist
ing her husband she worked rapidly and
well; the pile OF fish upon the gravel beside
her steadily increased In proportions.
All at once she stepped as If stung by an
adder, her eyes, wild and staring, fixed upon
a hook that she held in her hand the only
one in fact upon viii Oh the fish had left the
bait untasted. She lifted herself with a
bound, and with hoarse and strangled cries
pointed to the object swinging at the end
of it,
''Whatm said won, who had watched her
closely. ''tl.u dost not like it, that dainty
bait with which | fed my fshes2 Regard it,
again, my precious treasure regard it again,
l beseech thee; nay, moro than that, l COM
mand thee, thou who hast spent the night in
praying to Our Lady,"
Alas, poor Catberinei the command was
useless. White as winding sheet, an image
of object shame and fear, she stood with her
eyes bent always on the end of the line,
where, bound securely upon the pointed
hook, swung CHASTITY bleeding fragment, a
mangled, tumefied human finger, the flesh
shriveled and shrinking from the bone and
blush and hideousl For instant she stood
rs | tell you, staring down at it, unable to
crellt TIE evidence OF her own senses
''Dost thou know itr' said WON again,
with cynical smile.
Did she know itf His voice broke the spell
that bound her-she threw up her hands to
ward of the accusing sight, staggered step
or wo, and feLl insensible.- from
the French Of Louis Daresne for the New
York Mercury by L. G. Waggener.
The Joosan Native Press
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6efana ion, the district judge Of Lahore,
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