Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-05-08

my lonely way. All through the first night of my departure l walked till the first faint streak of light hernldcd the coming day. Imust have wulke ed faa. and mechanically in direction in which l should not be recognized, for when looked about me knew n It where was. It suited mo that had reached place did not know. humble wayside inn was neur; entered 1t and asked for a room. There remained during the day, and when night fell went out again and walked on and on |; through folds and villages taking any track that promised to lead me farther and farther away from familiar scenes. I must have adopted some method of cunning ooncealment that no one accostod me and inquired whither was going. When day dawned was in a woou and there lay unobserved and pretended to be nlseep when ILeard footsteps approach in,;. A; night. again continued my flight; ai"l so day after day, night af,or night, passed, until I felt that was iost-and safe I drank nothing but water, ate nothing but dry bread. My purse contained some gold and silver, and spent so little that if would last mo a long time. A thought intluded it. sclt Of flying to Il distant land, but would not entertain it. England held all that was oS0i ho iaC III cuSI1ud WOulu sup llll l was dead. I kept no count of the days, and only know when it was Sunday by the ringing of the church bells, entered no church, I did not pray; strove not to think all that wished was that time would pass swiftly. I spoke to no man unless I was spoken to; never laid my hand with tenderness upon the form of child or animal. In the days of my happiness was fond of dogs and horses; in the days of my misery they never excited within my breast one pleasurable sensation. My heart was turning into stone; and set myself stcadfastly to the task of banishing from my mind every gentle sentiment that stroye to find lodgmont there. Of my wife and daughter I would not think-I would not, I would notl There was between them and me barrier which believed to be eter- nal How dare I encourage even n mental association between those angels of purity and a monster like myself? took a bitter pride in the carrying out of these stern re- solves: 1t proved that had not lost all sense of manllness, and that could carry into ex- ecution the sentence of ruthless punishment which was justly my due. never looked ai newspaper or printed page; the worlds doings interested mo no longer Not only was my heart turning into stone but began to regard with aversion all living things.
 One Sabbath was sitting in churchyard: 1 was tired and faint, and my feet were blistered with walking over rough roads. It belonged to my mood 10 choose ever the stony paths.
 They were singing in the church-a quaint old church covered with ivy in what part of England know not. I derived savage nl oc,,ra In, koa rant of the places through which travelled Worn with fatigue, my eyelids closed. and light slumber overlook me. It could have lasted but a short time. for when opened my eyes heard the singing still within the church. What specially aroused me was the voice of one of the singers, My wife had just such voice; its note of familiar sweet ness startled me. listened In wonder. The singing ceased. and soon afterwards the con- gregation issued from the church. scanned them eagerly as they came forth; for a brief space my sterner spirit did not assert itself
 had no fear that should be recognized, supposing that the voioe which had impressed me was that of my wifs. had seen my face and form occasionally In clear water whom I stopped to drink, and l knew that I had grown out of all likeness of myself. From the night left my home had not shaved my matted hair, my wild eyes. my ragged garments, placed me beyond tho pale of rec- ognition. So, without fear, gazed Ut the faces of the worshippers. My wife was not among them. In little whllc tho church was emptied of tho throng; and 1 was, I thought, alone again in the churchyard But was mistaken. man stood by my side.
 He was of middle age; his fnce was benig nant, his voice was gentle. As he moved and spoke he seemed to be attended by the spirit of charity.
 "You seem in trouble." he said. "Can I help yeu in any way2"
 1rose, east wrathfnl glance at him. and