Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1889-02-28

than raving lunatic Why, this morning
while I was away from home he terrified
Kate half out of her wits by swearing that
his love was turned to hate, and that he
would be avenged ON her. I am positively
alarmed for her safety, and if I can only
come across him mean to stick to him till
the delirium of bad whisky and evil pas
sions is out of him.
"Well, don't let me detain you, then. If
come across him I will have him in irons
before he can say Jack Robinson. By the
bye, was just going to see your father"
"Oh, Pm glad of that. The house is ON
the right, at the top of the hill-big, old
tumble-down place-was boarding house,
but the rats and mice and Frobishams have
it all to themselves now"
Harry had no difficulty in finding the
house, dingy mansion which had evidently
seen better days, but which now with bind
less and shattered windows and battered
walls, looked indeed cherries abode.
Dismounting and throwing the bride Of
his horse to his orderly, he climbed the
stone steps and knocked at the door. There
was no answer. Again and again he re-
peated the blows till he could hear their
echoes reverberating through the dismal
rooms, and was about to retire with the Bit
ter feeling that some member of the family
had seen him-perhaps Kate herself-and
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thought he heard a cry-yes, he was sure of
it-a woman's voice calling for help. With
out pausing to listen twice, he flung him
self with fury on the door, and to his joy
the rusted iron lock gave way, so, calling to
the orderly to tie up his horses and follow
him, he dashed into the interior of the house.
The lower rooms were silent, but from the
second or third floor came the sound OF
scuffiing and angry voices.
helpP' reached him in tones that gave wings
to his feet
He was just in time Over the PROSTATE
form of Kate Frobisham, his eyes rolling in
frenzy, his hand clutching her white throat,
stood Alphonse Lecroix.
With bound Harry fell upon him aud
dashed him to the floor where for moment
he lay painting and glaring like some wild
animal; then, with the strength of madness,
he flung Winthrop from him, and hurting
aside the orderly who had now come to his
officers aid, crashed through the easement of
the window and fell with dull crash upon
the pavement fifty feet below.
ooh, Harry, Harryr Kate sobbed, az she
threw her white arms around his neck and
hung quivering to him.
He pushed back the long black hair from
her brow and kissed her appraised face.
you are safe, my sweetr' he cried, ex-
ultingly. 'Thank God, came in time!'
"But you must co." she moaned, drawing
gently from his embrace; ''yes, you must
60" Then, as though waking from dream,
she cried: "How could 1 be so thoughtlessa
Quick Harry, to the aid of my father and
mother! They are somewhere in the lower
part of the house, and 1 know not what
harm they may have suffered. Oh! do not
delay one moment, but speed to their as
SiStance."
Harry hurried away at her bidding. For
time he could not find trace of any other
inmate of the house, but at last heard voices
behind a door at the end of a long passage,
at the extreme rear of the building.
Without ceremony, Harry opened the
door, and found himself in small apart
ment face to face with elderly lady and
gentleman, who, all unconscious of the trag-
edy, were engaged in reading and destroy
ing old letters, pile of which lay on the
table beside them. Though he had power
seen Kate's parents, he knew that he was
in their presence. The crutches by the
mans chair and the bandaged stumps of
legs identified him, while the shell-like
complexion and delicate features of the
lady brought to his mind the descriptions
his mother had so often given him of Mrs.
Frobisham.
"Well, SIR" said the gentleman, flushing
angrily, " this is strange way of intruding
into an apartment of private house; but
perhaps l am wrong in surprising that the
privacy of a home remains to US any longer"
"Oh," Harry exclaimed, sis it possible
that you have been undisturbed by the CON-
motion in your house, or are you Indifferent
to your daughters peril?"
"My daughters PERIL" the mother
| cried, springing to her feet. "Ah, we
heard noises, but thought they came from
| the street. Where is my daughterl Quick,
| sir, speak!"
"Saved, mother, savedl' cried Kate her
| self, as she glided by Harry and flung her.
| self in Mrs. Frobisham's arms.
"What in the name Of heaven does this
melodramatic nonsense meanr' the father
| cried, flushed with anger. "Where il L.
| croixl Where is Waltera Is there nons
| with a grain of sense to tell me what -
happened,"
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