The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1893-08-31

You" said the lady, "whe are you?
Out of my way, contemplate!
i'sLet her do it; / deserve it, cried
Miss Chester. II didn't mean to lose
her, but it's all the same, and want
to die!'
The sonora made a lunge under my
arm; caught her wrist.
BE reasonable, madam" / said. "The
dear little child will surely be found;
we are doing all we cam
"Ah" sneered the sonora. ct is
doing all you can to make love to each
other in the grotto, is it? You care
not for the distracted mother whose
child you have murdered! All, take
that"
This time she struck at me. Miss
Chester shrieked wildly.
Rapid feet were heard approaching.
The landlord and two walters bounced
into the grotto. Together we disarmed
the frantic sonora, and the three men
led her shrieking toward the hotel,
while followed, supporting the faint
ing form of Miss Chester on one arm,
while carried the dagger in the other
hand. x
All the boarders were on the lawn
by this time-an the walters had desert
ed their trays. .-.E.-
The landlords mother, in shade hat
and q large pair of blue spectacles,
and armed with q brOomstick, was
forming the chambermaids into a
searching party. Women will do the
| work men have failed in,' she declared
eve have eyes and ears, thank for
| tune"
A native who lived in cottage hard
by had ''came up" to use his own
| words, to see if he could get a job to
| drag the lake. e
I'D do it cheap" he said at the top
of his voice; land I'm mighty lucky
finding boarders' corpses when they
| git droWnded, as some of 'em is shore
to do every summer
| AT this, the sonora seemed to be quite
| mad, and Miss Chester tainted entirely
away.
L knelt upon the grass supporting
her, a kindly woman applying smelling
salts to her nostrils, another tanning
her. The rest gathered about the sen
ora, who shrieked for vengeance on the
assassin of her child.
| And I, what was thinking Of? Not
Of the lost Eulalie, but of Mabel Ches-
ter The WIS world was Mabel Ches-
ter now. LIE, honor, all that T was
or could be, centered in this dainty
little creature with the soft brown curls,
the tear-wet eyes-the poor, innocent
little culprit, whom all those other
women began to hate, because she had
been the means of losing baby.
| Mabel has told mo Sinoa thon tho
this was heartless, but could not have
helped it if the punishment had been
electrOcution, with Dantes frozen re-
gions to follow
Forward! don't dawdle, girls!' cried
the landlords mother to the chamber
maids. ''The poor dear will die if the
child isn't found!'
YES I sighed. "See how pale she
ISL
I'm not alludin' to that reckless
young critter," the old lady replied with
a sniff. Its Eulalies poor dear ma
I'm sympathizin' with, whatever you
may be, young man."
II should hope So" acuuiesced the
matron with the smelling-bottle:s 'I'm
only trying to bring this one to in hopes
she can give us some idea where the
child went to-
ITS easy to faint and stay so, when
you know you've done wrong and don't
want to hear of it," said the other lady
with fan. Il could beat her, for my
part"
"Oh" moaned Mable who was just
beginning to revive. ooh, how cruel!''
"Shamming, suppose" said the first
lady. .H
"Give me my dagger" shrieked the
sonora, that may slay herr
'She deserves it, num-" said the
landlords mother.
"Wretches!' I muttered between
my teeth. "Talk of mans humanity to
man-woman is trebly inhuman to
woman WI
girl, whom I had now helped to 4 gar.
den seat. ''They are breaking my
heart
1 squeezed her hand tenderly.
''One Of you boys go telegraph to the
come and hold his own wife. L cant
do this sort of thing all day. Say Child
lost. Come at once Now, sonora, you
are in deep affection, 1 know, and we
all sympathize with you, but don't bite
u1C' L III AOAoAAS JOu 4Ol JOuA OWA
good
ooh, have an idea," whispered I
II wonder did not think Of it before
? Frisly is good at that. Show him Eu
: laie's little shoe and see if he can trac,
her I've never tried him, but he is :
:. hunter, you know, only very yount
yet" 'a '' ID. w.
"What a splendid idea!'' sighed Ma
9 BILE Chester, pulling the shoe out Of he
! pocket, "Show it to him, say the RICH
! thing to him, whatever it is. But, oh
\ if he should go to the lakew liz
: "See!' screamed the sonora. "Sh
q has the shoe Of my murdered babe
t Take it from her, restore me the las
: relic Of my lost Eulalie-of which sh
i robs mev' e
at 'What shame!' cried the ladies
I In chorus. .s&
ol,o co; sSCov,!