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JANET LEE
In the Shadow of the
GaUOWs.
BY DAVID LOWRY.
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CHAPTER XXI.
A TRUE LOVER

Eight and forty hours had elapsed since
Dorothea Lee and her daughter were
cast in to prison, and no one came to see
them.
Janet said Dorothea Lee to her
daughter, it is the will of heaven We
shall see your father no more. We are
deserted by all others, and your father is
kept from u.s."
sThat can never be. 'Tis not like my
father to be barred out. He would walk
to Boston to free us-he would walk ten
times that distance 10 see US. Have
patience-all will be well. My father
will not sit idle while they are bringing
the rope to hang U.S."
Here Janet sighed deeply. Her mother
looked at he- lovingly, but said never o
word, She knew Janet was thinking Of
her lover. Had she not talked to him in
her sleep.
There was voice at the door-the
jailer's. He was questioning visitor,
who seemed to be irritated.
@There-there-ca anything be palmer
than that? Why, any one might READ it
with half an eye. 'Tis very plain-Thomas
Danforth."
Then the door was opened hastily. and
Arthur Proctor entered quickly. He ut
tered CRY as he beheld Doro'hea Lee,
ss we'll he might She looked ten years
older than when he saw her in the meet
ing-house in Salem.
SSaid I not We had friends, mother?'
Janet asked as she gave her lover her
hand and looked on him with pride.
Where is my husband, Arthur Proc
tor? Why did he not come with you?"
He did not know ! WAS coming. Be-
sides. think he has that on his mino
which will occupy him till late tomorrow.
Be not concerned on John Lees account.
He is doing all mortal can do. And
hope he will succeed. But there are
other friends as we'll. Trust in u.s..
And what say the people o. Salem
now, Arthur PROCTOR" Dorothea Lee
looked at him eagerly; she hung on his
answer.
There are some who do not know
what to thirk-and many who are led
like sheep that follow the bellwether.
Not one has said aught of either of you
that ought not be said in your presence.
'Tis true-the charge of murder is in the
peoples mouths-and you are considered
the foolish ones.
When will we know what they will do
with us?" Janet looked at her lover anx-
iously.
1T will be ended one way or other very
soon. You misapprehend me, he added
quickly, as Janets countenance changed,
and she grew deadly white, while her
mother put her hand to her heart. What
mean by one way or other is not as you
think. 1t is matter may not mention
until see you next. l will not say some
pne-'tis neither of you-win not hang,
for ] know-and others know terrible
deed has been done. Stay! be not
alarmed-'tis not Martin Lees crime.
IT'S more like he will be free man-if
he is alive. But it's that that puzzles
the justices"
Here Arthur Proctor endeavored to as
sume a look of indifference, but be
looked so intently at Janet Lee that she
turned her face from bim.
mo. There is &c danger at this hour
of any greater evil coming TO you. Keep
up good heart. came TO tell you this
Other news have l none. The air is full
of rumors-false reports. The best
women, and the best men, are suspected
The busybodies laugh one minute an6
IIudder the next. 10 tell the truth,
Lhink half the people are mad. But
shank the Providence that has us all II
keeping, there are men in high places
who are disposed to sift all stories, Il
stop the clamor, and 70 Gail on the peo
ple to consider where this will end unles
greater care is displayed than has been
There is much anger over the case O.
Martha Carrier. And wise heads hin
that the leaders-aye-the very foremos
in the pulpit, as we'll as some judges
are binder than the people they are leac
ing" HOW
give reign to your tongue!" exclaimed
Dorothea Lee. For less than that mel
and women are put in prison.
IT am mindful where say it and Il
whom" Proctor answered, "Rut If a.
men hold their peace-if no man Is braV
enough to raise his voice-what Is 10 be
come OF the innocent and helples
women? II is the women, no; the men
who suffer most. 'Tis women like yol
and NJ altha Carrier. whose lives nre with
out reproacu, who are the victims. VIII,
do they not select the lewd: Aye, th'
lesders are making beds for themselves
Mistress Lee, that will burn aud stin:
them If they have the hearts OF men
il they live to realize the nwfulpess O
their respccs sibilities-'tis men like Cot
ton Mather $40 ought to so mad.
20, do not say more! 'Tis death Il
speak i'll Of one like Cotton Matter.
Dorothea Lee wrung ner hands, bu
Janet nodded her head approvinely.
Nay. mother; rather let Us thank Coo
that there are those who see the terrible
wrong doue us. 1t is men like Cotton
Mather who have wrought our neighbour
up to this frenzy. All the crack brains
nf fba world conld 6o M uorce OWL thar