Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-11-26

were in that poor fellow p!igh'- 'na'
consciousness of nv ewD innocence wonu
give me strength enough to raise my EHao,
and face boldly all the judges, Jurles, ana
prosecuting counsel in the world. 1 Wa'
willing to make every allowance Tor tho
nervousness SIS natural to such position; DIX
/ groaned inwardly as gazed upon tAas
miserable, limp. Understanding, halt-EeelIh-
ing form.
Why does he not stand upright? Too wei
l know that another is watching taat a'}ee'
wretch with interest even more intense 'iia'l
mine. know that every attitude OF Sh'hi >
or fear is understood by Phllipra. ana a.Hs
to the scrtp!As which she feels at following
my advice and awaiting the result OF IKE
trial Every agoniZed movement OF TIE
prisoner in the dock seems 10 b. family re-
produced by the hand within my own. ETerE
nanc he suffers runs through the frame OF
the woman who knows that he Is suffering
for her deed.
The clerk reads over the Indictment:
"Tba, he, William Evans. did felonious.N.
villfully. and of malice aforethousht Mi
and murder Sir Mervyn Ferrand, Baronet.
As the reading proceeds Phiiippa draws me
toward her. BASIL "lys in n low
WHISPER. liiS - hANSui''i e-''''
dreamed CT. | cannot bear it longer. Think
of that peer mans anguish! Basil. he also
may have wife wEo loves him; she may
be in the court. Tank Of her. o. what
can do? What can dor
~ ,thine nothing but wait and hope" |
answ,r.
Could yon not 90 Gown and speak 10 Kim.
or send message in some way? Tell HIN
not to be 50 WreicAcst; that even at the las.
molaent hc vii be saved; HAT the RAT 'nlF-
derer viii confess III free hun. Basil, You
must do this
Il cannot. dare not l.wou,G ruin -,
Hash. dearest: b, calm, and listen
The rea,lin, Of The Indictment IS 10" over.
The clerk turns to the prisoner. "-Are !",'
guilty. ornGt guilty?" he asks, ina c.ear
yo'ca Although every one ii that c2ar;
knows what the answer will b., there tsa
silence 50 profound that Il pin might b.
heard drop. Every one seemed des.:1GS q!
hearing Tie prisoners voc,. Even l. 'ay-
sslf, lean forward, AID strain every nerve t'
hear his Plea.
There is long, dead pause 1t mss b'
that the prisoner does not u;ldegs .au>l #'li
he is exp cted to reply. 1t may be that Il!
tpIlupSS,t Stltt III !iiN tN MN w t't' i'N :"
speecA. | notice that one Of the po'icrm "
touches hiin on the shoulder, and wasp ~.
to him. Still for y moment there Is s.eEc ?
II is br ken, bnt not by the prisoner III!
lippa gives low, soft wal, heard o,'y,
think, y me.
81 can bear Il no longer" she WHISPER
She snatches her hand from miae. 81
throws bacl, her thick. dark vcil, an a.2HA
erect in the body of the court. cast On
glance at her pale but determined ioollia!
face. then bow my head upon my hands
| and wish that death might at that inoAcA
| smite us both All is over. am conquered
| Even as hide my face see every eye u
| that thronged court turning to the tall, ma
| i,stic, dark-robed figure which rises IN IN
| midst Of that motley thrang. Then. c,ea
! and loud. | hear her beloved voice ring oni
MY lord" hear her say. | rails. III,
head at the sound. The eyes Of bench, hal
! Jury, and public are fixed upon her. In
very prisoner turns in the doe, anl gaze
stvais ht @. her.
TO BE CONT1NUEr.