The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1891-04-09

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That evening the woman, fully recOv-
cred but snugly ensconced in warm
blankets, told her story to Janet, who
sat by the bed to keep her company.
She said:
Il came from Manchester, England,
TO join my husband, who has been living
in Philadelphia for q year past, and is
now expecting our arrival, little imagin-
ing how near q thing 1t has been to his
never seeing either Of us again. He had to
fee from England, but for nothing that
he need be ashamed Of. Aman with whom
he was associated In business robbed
him outrageously, and they fought about
II. In self defense against . murderous
knife he cracked the rascal's skull with
bar Of iron and thought he had killed
him. He would have been justified in
doing 30, but they were alone; he knew
that he could not prove the deed done In
self defense, and in fear Of arrest he
fed that same night to Liverpool, with
out waiting even to say farewell to me.
From Liverpool he managed to escape
to this country. Until last October he
deemed himself a murderer, and was
haunted always by the fear Of the gal
lows, but in that month he met face to
face the man he thought he had muir
dered. The wretch's skull had healed
up as good as new, and, having o whole
some fear Of the consequences Of invit-
ing the police to make any inquiries into
his affairs, he had never even complained
Of having been assaulted When my
husband learned that, and not until
then, he ventured to write to me, telling
me the story and directing me to come
over with Edith as soon this spring a.
ocean travel should be safe and pleas
ant"
"Well," replied Janet smilingly, lyon
did not find 1t either safe or pleasant,
but you are all right now, and in few
days will be with your husband again. !"
"Yes, thanks TO you, brave, noble girl
that you are. And you shall sec that he
will be grateful to you for saving his
wife and child Heis no poor chap, able
for nothing more than o thank you,
ma'am.' He has done right well In this
country. His firm is well known. No
doubt you have heard Of him."
What is his namey"
"Selden Rangely."
Janet stared at her in Mortified amaze
ment, speechless, feeling q strange wild
whirling in her brain, vaguely wondering
II she were really awake and had indeed
heard that name or II Q nightmare pos
sessed her. The light In the room was
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deathly pallor That spread over the girls
face, did not notice her silence and un-
nerved sinking back in her low rocking
chair, but just prattled on heedlessly and
unsuspectingly about her husband, her
baby and herself, the narrow confines Of
her world.
At length Janet spoke. Her throat
seemed dry, her white lips hard and
stiff, and she shivered as II with cold,
but she forced her voice to ask:
docs your little girl look much like
her fatherT
"Ohi she is the very image Of him.
The same blue eyes and light hair
lighter than his, Of course, because she
il only . baby yet, you know-but -
much like him as-well, you win zee for
yourself when he comes In person TO
thank you for saving his little Ediths
hfe."
Janet went out and walled on the
beach in the darkness alone. She could
not see where she was going, but that
did not matter. The rain was falling,
but she was not conscious Of Il. With
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