Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1890-11-07
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heart once more knows hope and con-
tent.
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But when tomorrow comes it brings
TO him very different Mona from the
one he saw yesterday. A pale giIl, with
great large SombrOuS eyes and COM
pressed lips. meets him, and places her
hand in his without word.
what is it," asks he, quick to notice
any change in her.
"Oh! haven't you heard?" cries she.
Sure, the country is ringing with it.
Don't you know that they tried TO shoot
Mr.. Moore last night?"
Mr.. Moore is her landlord, and the
owner of the lovely wood behind Man
gle Farm where Geottrey came to grief
yesterday.
Yes, of course; but I heard, too.
how he escaped his would-be assassin. .
He did, yes; but poor Tim Maloney,
the driver of the car on which he was,
he was shot through the heart, instead
of himl Oh, Mr.. Rodney" cries the
girl, passionate emotion both in her
face and voice, what can be said of
those men who come down to quiet
places such as this was, to intlame the
minds OF poor ignorant wretcheS. until
they are driven to bring down murder
on their souls! 1t is cruel. 1t is unjust.
And there seems no help for us. But
surely, in the land where justice reigns
supreme, retributiOn Will fall upon the
right heads"
81 quite forgot about the driver"
says Godfrey, beneath his breath. This
remark is unfortunate. Mona turns
upon him wrathfuily.
mo doubt she says, Scornfully-
The gentleman escaped, the man
doesn't count! Perhaps, indeed he has
fulfilled his mission now he has shed
his lgnoble blood for his superior! Do
you know it is partly such thoughts as
these that have driven our people to
desperation? One law for the poor. an
other for the rich! Friendship for the
great, contempt for the needyI"
She pauSeS, catching her breath with
a little sob.
WHO is uttering seditiOus language
nOw?" asks he, reproachfully. NO,
you wrong me. l had, indeed, for the
moment forgotten all about that unfor-
tunate driver. You must remember |
am a stranger here. The peasants are
unknown to me. | cannot be expected
to feel keen interest in each one indi-
vidUally. In fact, had Mr.. Moore been
killed instead of poor MalOney, | should
not have felt it a bit the more, though
he was the master and the other the
man. l can only suffer with those L
know and love"
The poor Maloney" has done it.
She forgives him; partly because
sweet soul-harshness is always far
from her.
''It is true" she says, sadly. II spoke
in haste because my heart is sore for
my country, and | fear for what we
may yet live to see. But of course [
could not expect you to feel with me"
This cuts him to the heart.
II do feel with yOu," he says, hastily.
do not believe Otherwise.n Then, as
if impelled to it, he says in a low tone,
though very distinctly, Il would gladly
make your griefs mine, if you would
make my joys yours"
This is a handsome offer, all things
considered, but Mona turns a deaf ear
to it. She is standing on her doorstep
at this moment, and now descends until
she reaches the tiny graveled path.
Where are you going?' asks Rodney,
afraid lest his last speech has offended
her. She has her hat On-a big Gaines
borough hat, round which soft Indian
muslin is cInging, and in which she
looks nothing less than adorable.
ITO see poor Kitty Maloney, his
widow. last year she was my servant.
This year she married; and nowhere
is the end of eyerything-for her"
May | go with your" asks he, an1-
iously. These are lawleSS times, and
l dare say Maloney's cabin will be full
of rOughs. You will feel happier with
some man beside you whom you can
trust"
GlCo,,,o +1,o,, ;, cha ro,-r cI,,,-I,- Sl;e
you will. Though | am not afraid.
Why should be? Do you forget that
am one of themselves? My father and
belong to the people,
They walk on silently, scarcely eX-
changing syllable one with the other,
until they come within sight of a
small matched cottage, built at the side
of the road. 1t has manure-heap just
in front of it, and filthy pool to its
left, in which an ancient SOW is wallOw-
ing, whilst grunting tremendously.
Two people, a man and a woman, are
standing together some yards from the
cabin, whispering, and gesticulating
violently, as is their nature to-"
The man, seeing Mona, breaks from
the woman, and comes up to her.
$50 back again, miss. = he saws, with
much excitement. They've brought
him home, an he's bad to look at. I've
seed him, an it's given me a turn [
won't forget in a hurry. Go home, L tell
We. It's a sight not fit for the eyes of
the LIKES Of YOU"
A little foam has gathered round his
lips, and his eyes are wild. Godfrey,
by slight movement, puts himself be-
tween Mona and this man. who is evil
IDENTITY beside himself with some inward
fear and horror.
"What are We talllin' about? Get out,
We spalpeen," says the woman, with an
outward show of anger, but warning
frOwn meant for the man alone. Let
her do as she likes. Is it spanking Of
fear We are to Dan Scully's daughter"
Come home, Mona; be advised by
me, " says Godfrey. gently. as the man
skulks away, walking in a shambing,
uncertain fashion. and with Il curious
trick of looking every now and then
over his shoulder. as though expecting
to see an unWelcome follower.
''NO. no: this is not time 10 fOrS2ke
one in trouble says Mona. faithfully.
but with l"ng. shiEerimg sigh. i
need see nothing, bat l most speak to
Kitty"