The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1893-09-20
crouch down beneath the scanty roof beside
tha body az AIan Grant


the body OF Alan Grant.
She sobbed once or twice helplessly
Whist would her father and mother do
without herr Then, when she had CROPPED
her way back, she knelt down in her wet
clothes and said some words of prayer.
Then she felt around for some still dry
bracken, and gathering 1t together piled 1t
on top of her. Once or twice she touched
the dead man in the darkness, but hardly
any feeling of horror seemed to touch her
now. It was the pitiful thought of that
other man that filled her mind-the man
she loved-deep under the black ice on
Loeb Effock. This was where all her fears
and hopes had ended. This was the reason
he had not met her by the Queens well
that April night. She always knew he had
not played her false, whatever others might
think.
Would she let him sleep on there and
never mike known his brothers. crimei
What would it matterS Only one could
Judge him now. Oh, to think that she,
the woman who would have given her life
for him and whom he loved SO we'll, had
been the very cause of his death. So these
cruel thoughts and many others came and
went, and always the snow fell, and the
dead man lay within touch of her hand.
1t was strange. but the former almost un-
reasoning hate and horror which she had
felt in regard to him seemed to have melted
away.
Then the cold took hold of her, and that
awful numb feeling, chilling blood and
brain.
She thought perhaps she would sleep til
| day. But was not that cry somewher,
far off and faint to her failing senses7 Whai
, was that dazzling her eyes, waking her out
of her deathly support Something hot ant
fiery was trick!ing between her icy lips.
Some one was lifting her in great, strong
arms, and voice was rousing her as nj
other voice could. How like Sandie's il
sounded She must be dreamingl How
warm and real dream kisses felt on he
. face and lipsl
Sandie told her it all next morning.
i There is q narrow ledge Of rock on tn
face of Eagles crag not far above tn
i, loch. There is some heather on the ledge
and whin bush. By merciful escap
q the young man had alighted there an
! lain stunned by the fall, hidden among tn
t whins. When he came to his senses
l bruised and cut and shaken, he could thin
q Of nothing, remember nothing but that hi
o only brother had tried to murder him. TIL
e horror Of IL overwhelmed him
s Whether premeditated or in fl of blac
; rage he did not question, but-he woul
t not face him. He dared not meet him les
d it should come to deadly strife. He wa
" dazed with rage and pain. He would G
It away there and then forever out of h
y hateful sight. He had walked over Il
e hills and reached town. Fortunately l
8 had been selling sheep that day and ha
some money in his pocket. He took trai
d and ultimately found himself in Glasgo,
&c where he went on board steamer bour
4 for America. During the long, monot
he nous days at sea he had plenty of time
p repent his rash step, for the thought
5ol Lizzie filled his heart The memory of tn
y, kind, sweet face seemed to drive out d
TO other memory.
in Then he made up his mind to earn enouJ
:" money to take him back as soon as pos
,g BILE. He did get work, but then he caug
n q fever and lay for some months in NJ
be York hospital When he picked up agai
as he gathered together all he had and cal
It, back to the glen and Lizzie. On the 10
ed day of the old year he had crossed the hill
but from the other side He had fan
he not to come up the elen-to come doy
mt upon Lizzie's home first Of ALTO see
er "kent face" before hers.
ly We know the rest. He had just reach
I'm the cottage before the worst of the sno
on storm and started at once to find his lo'
be Montreal Star.