Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1893-10-06
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Il have said so many times.
He would have said more, but she coy-
cred his lips with her hands.
Hush! if the Paris children said the
half you have sail, it would hang them.
Call me anything but witch. 'Tis no
true-love term to me in these times.
Arthur Proctor replied lightly, "Wh t
is this story Ann Bigger's sister tells? ls
it true your father is charged with har-
boring wi ches?"
"Oh, Arthur" Janet exclaimed, in
burst of passion which surprised her
lover, Il do not ca for myself but my
father and my poor mother! Do you
think there is d. nger2"
To which Arthur Proctor soberly re-
pied. considering we'll each word:
"We cannot tell what is or hat is not
serious matter. The slightest jests may
prove terrible earnest. There are those
who make mountains out of mole-hills.
The father of lies is loose"
Shame on the people OF Salem, then,
exclaimed Janet Lee who has done
more for Salem than my father? Was he
not foremost in the fight with the Iud ans'
Did he not stand guard that Salem might
sleep Ifely? Who was it ran into Polly
Turner'S house when 1t was burning, and
carried her out in his arms? There is no
truer man in Salem than John Lee. No
more God-fearing man or kinder. And
all know there is 40 gontler woman-none
more generous to the poor, or more con-
siderate than my mother, else she would
not have preferred you before Giles
Ellis.
And did she SOP" Arthur Pro ,tor's
face beamed with pleasure.
Cor 1 would not say so. My fathers
heart was set on Giles Ell.s-but my
mother likes thee best.
Arthur Proctor clasped her hand fer
vently. Trust me to serve you both. l
could not rest until I learned the truth
concerning this wild rumor from your
own lips. The very air is urdened,
poisone1 with malice and folly of all
kinds. Old women's gossip, children's
talk, matters men should not repeat in
earnest, become as grave as though the
breath of life depended on it. Now that
I know how it lies with you l will go
STRAIGHT 10 the Marshal and get his ear.
| will find him at Thomas Beadles tav-
ern, 1 dare say. 'Tis there all the gossips
gather-except such as wear women's S
Clothes, added Proctor, scornfully.
Beware of Giles Els.
why should beware of Giles Ellisi"
he asked.
Because he left me with an evil look.
He will not harm mo. He will wreak
his hatred on some one dear to me, /
know 'Tis in his heart, and he has the
power"
"Let him try his wors: with me. 1 defy
him"
"You do we'll to keep up stout
heart"
And do you, too, keep up Stout heart.
Now I'll away to the tavern and see what
may"
A moment her hand was clasped firm
ly. then Janet Lee stood alone, Styling,
saving to herself: Il must keen up a
stout heart. Trouble never comes singly.
Poor Uncle Martin. This will be worse
than all. How it will end heaven only
knows!"
She pondered long, then walked to the
dresser, and, taking some cakes from the
plate, hastily concealed them, but not SO
quickly as 10 escape the lynx eyes OF
Ezra Easily, who stood near the window
observing her in obedience to the COM
mand of Ann BIGGER. He waited outside
until Janet entered the adjoining room,
then, seeing the way clear, entered and
approached the dresser, smiling grimly
over his discovery. He was looking Of
the cakes when John Lee came upon
him go suddenly that the apprentice
started. His master demanded, in stern
tones:
; what now. EZra?"
Il was looking at the cakes.
do not add lying to theft"
Il am no ii r.
There there; say no more. You only
! make worse OF it.
| But Master Lee
go, 60, before Dorothea come Cease,
I say. We will discuss this after prayers.
The apprentices face was wrathful Of
he seated himself in his usual corner,
for Dorothea Lee, enterng at that mo-
ment, lit the rushlight and placed it on
the table. Janet and Ann, following her
into the room. sea ed themselves, while
John Lee sat with bent head, his thoughts
seemingly far away. He held his spec
tacles idly in his hands many minutes, a
thing unusual. Rousing himself at last,
helooked about him, and in stern voice
said
Il will read less on from the Book oi
Life"
ITO BE CoNTINUED.l
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