The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-12-22

There was strong board partition
running up to the roof, and in it was
door; she flew to that. 1t opened, ant
she entered a similar room. Anothe
dormer window, and another iron graf
ing, and another door leading to tn,
stairs; that also was locked and boltec
on the outside.
She was like frightened bird, will
throbbing breast, beating the bars of {
cage.
Then for the first time she realized
that her dress appeared strange.
She examined it. 1t was coarse cal
leo garment of vulgar figure.
She was bewildered. Then she found
it had been slipped over the other dress
How? She could not comprehend.
Her head began to whirl, and before
she could reach the other room darkness:
overcame her.
When she awoke to consciousness
again she was lying upon the floor. She
staggered to her feel
How long she had lain there she codld
not tell. 1t was still bright day, but
whether it had been five minutes or five
hours, she was unable to determine.
Her eyes fell again upon the calico dress
which covered her. She stripped it of
with hurried action.
She stood moment, her senses numbe6
utterly confused.
By and by the events of the day began
to pass before her wildly. She traced
them one by one, to the final scene in the
coach.
sit was chloroform," she said aloud.
Then she thought of her mother, of hel
alarm because Annie had not returned
and of the mothers distress over the new
calamity, falling so closely on the muir
der of her brother.
This thought touched tender chord
and she wept violently.
The storm of tears acted like storm
on a sultry day; it cleared the atmos
phere.
When she recovered herself she began
to think.
She made close examination of the
room; it was similar in size and appear.
ance to the one she had first found her
self in.
A mattress lay in the corner with 6
pillow and horse blanket tumbled or
it, as it some one had slept there. Two
chairs stood near the dormer window.
On one was a newspaper. She picked il
up. 1t was Of the date of the 14th OF
September. That was the day she was
last at home. 1t must still be that day
The newspaper was new and fresh; il
had not been opened.
A small, round table stood in the cen
ter of the room, a plain, wooden tor
table, not particularly clean. A plate, g
cup, both dirty, and some crumbs
showed that not long before some one
had eaten there.
A stump of lead pencil lay on the
table.
She went into the other room.
1t was bare of everything save chair
and the bed on which she had lain.
Apparently there was no hope of es-
cape. She listened. She could hear no
sounds in the house. Only the noises
from the street.-the cries of hawkers,
the shouts of children at play, the roll of
vehicles-all these came to her deadened
by the distance.
What was the meaning of her seizure
and confinement, she asked herself.
Who was the enemy of her family who
first killed her brother and then abducted
her? Why were these calamities so sud-
denly precipitated upon them, who had
always lived such quiet and uneventful
lives?
1t was a problem too deep for her to
solve; she was not even aware of an
enemy.
Her thoughts instinctively turned to
Holbrook. He would assist her if he
knew of her distress, and he would know
because of her failure to meet him as re-
quested.
All, a thought! She had been trapped
by forged notes from him. She grew the
more frightened by the thought.
Oh, if she could but communicate
with Holbrook! She prayed heaven 20
open way.
"Hi, missy, hi!'
a voice startled her. She looked in
every direction but the right one.
Hi, missy, look up"
She did. In the roof there was sky
light. Through broken pane the very
dirty face of boy looked down upon
her.
If it had been the face of an angel it
could not have appeared more beautiful
to her.
81 seed them when they brung you
up here Was you sick"
Eyes. Can't you come down here?'
mo, de winder is nailed tight. Sides,
he'd trash me. He kicked me down
stairs onct."
who's her"
"De Teller 'wots got yer locked up.
Oh, he's tuffr'
"He's bad MANI"
"He's an orful bad man, I'm tellin'
yer, missy"
"Do you want to help me?"
you'd tell on me-"
"No, indeed won't. If you would
only help me, I could get bad man pun
ished."
'What, trashed? What, walloped right
up and down, his eyes blackened and his
teeth knocked out-say, missy, would
yer if I'd help yer?"
His eyes danced with glee at the pros
pect.
Indeed, I would" said Annie; and
she was unite sincere.