The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1892-04-01
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discomposure.
..An' what did the feller say? Did he
take the offer?p he asked, wiping the
big beads of perspiration from his brow.
stThat couldn't quite tell you, jim"
was the unconsoling reply, "but the
chap went to Glastonbury in Bladon's
return rig. Like ez not he's layin' for
yer, DolInan; guess eff was you I'd
make tracks for Canady ez 'Phonse hez
done"
ssThen all kin say" Dolman de-
clared, sis thet it is a base conspiracy
to take away the character of honest
man. What! Is the word of a tramp
ter be took agen church member of
nine years standin'? Eff thet worthless
cuss es slep' in my barn ses 1 didn' du
my level best ter persuade 'Phonse not
| ter hurt the blind man, he lies. Why,
when seen 'Phonse so set agen him,
an heern him mutterin' to hissen es
we harnessed the hosses what he would
du ter the feller when he got him out
on the ice, argyed with him all could d
The idee of sayin' encouraged him!
''Phonse,' ses 1, don't yer go for ter du
| it, or yer'll be foun' out. an"
Dolman stopped, as though instan-
taneously bereft Of speech; for there,
not dozen feet from him, stood
Damiens, with such a malignant scowl-
on his face that the old mans blood ran
cold. All were amazed at the appari-
ton, for it is little startling to see
standing before you the man you be-
lieve to be in a foreign country fleeing
from justice.
| Though his face was pale as death
and a wild light lurlzed in those mag
nificent dark eyes, he was the most
self-possessed man in the store.
Don't let me interrupt the converse
ton, Jim. What were you saying,
which interested our friends SO much?"
Fer the Lords sake, 'Phonse, don't
| look at me like thetw Dolman cringed
with ashen lips; ssther's a suthin' in
yer eyes which"
Nonsense! Why, Jim, what is the
matter with your"
"Keep off! Don't let him come near
me. He's crazy mad, tell yer!'' Dol
man cried, retreating behind the gro
GERS burly figure.
| At this moment q woman hurriedly
passed the door. 1t was Wanda Arling-
| ton Fastening to the telegraph Office
with message for Mrs. Evesham, inn
ploring her to come at once to her as
sistance, for the physician had said that
tn good nursing George ArundePs
| might be spared, and she had not
much faith in the .sgyurls'' as minister
ing angels for sick mans bedside.
1 Z. Ill
cleaned with uncontrolled passion.
''She is there-my darling, my life.
| Away! Let me go or will brain you!"
and, with bound, which shook off the
grasp OF half dozen men, he dashed
| into the street after the girl, who, all
unconscious OF approaching danger, was
walking along wrapped In thoughts of
| George Arunders sufferings.
| CHAPTER XIII.
| AN ANXIOUS MOMENT.
| Not a man who saw the stalWart
Frenchman dash fgaa theirs presence
/ hut knew that the light of madness was
| cleaning in his eye. With the strength
of maniac he had hurled them on one
side like SO many children, with the
speed of wild animal he was Bounding
on his preF-a timid, halnless girl. who
had nothing but her weakness to oppose
to the blind fury of his passion.
And she was so enwrapped in bitter
thoughts that she did not even hear the
hurrying footsteps, but was going along
with low bent head, wondering whether
| the miseries which surrounded her
would ever end. She had heard the
story of Damiens' flight, and, though
she was 10th to believe such brutal Yin-
dictiveness in even him, had Mora than
half sHageeted the Egenchman's traach,
eny,
Suddenly hand was rudely laid up
| on her shoulder.
| Before she could spring from his grasp
his arms were flung around her and his
hot kisses fell fast and furious upon her
lips and face.
wanda! my ownl my darlingl" the
madman cried in ecstacy, his eyes AfIash-
ing with the CLEAN of q tjger's. II
haye Eon in nay arms at last. Hal Hal
That poor, silly, blind fellow thought
that he was going to rob me of you; to
steal your kisses from my lips; but he
is lying yonder in the sAew. Aye, the
brave bashaws did their work nobly.
I went ont just to take one peep at him
as he lay there SO cold and still, and
then-then was frightened and fed,
Wanda, But Ike come back now.
Come to take you with me that we may
flee together and never see that cold,
white face again"
would not like my raadeI to i'm:
agine that Wanda Abingdon, for ali
her softnsss and delicacy, was af-
| fiicted with NERVES." and so must beg
him to remember that the poor girl had
endured great prostration and was at
the very moment of the assault in q
state of trouble baEdeEing very nearly
on the hysterical Therefore it is not
remarkable that she just closed those
heaven blue eyes of hers and fell back
without a sigh into her captor's arms,
blissfully unconsciaYls Of syeEEtRilg,
He dragged her along with rude
haste, hurting threats on the crowd
now gathering round hlm, and occa-
sionally kissing the white cheek, for
there was not a man who dared fling
himself upon him. Not that the rivers
siders were cowards. ,dr SiiAlhayed at the
Her6alsan strength of the young
Frenchman, but they looked with re-
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