People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1894-03-30
4 VIII go back to the great sweet mother,

ness and majesty Of the scene did not
appall me, or, at least, not yet.
The landlord evidently did not
share in my admiration for what was
common to him as daily bread. and
having recommended Jake as a gen.
eral factotum, who would bring me
supplies from the village, and volun-
teered to send him over TO the hotel,
half dozen miles away for my be-,
longings, he, with his usual Cornish
courtesy, took himself and his pleas
ant sing-song voice away, evidently
relieved to turn his back on the i'll.
Omened abode.
Unutterably dreary in the chilliness
OF the spring evening looked the
squalil room. and | shiyered as | sat
by the tireless hearth, in the char
that Seth Treloar had occupied moi
so very long ago
But as my bodily discomfort grew.
my mind concentrated itself the more
intensely on Judith's story, till
seemed to see her coming and going
about her nights work, exactly as
she had told me. and il she were
making the one great and fatal blum.
der OF her life, me-thought she COM
mitted it magnifcently we'll
And yet. what could my presence
here avail her, her whom had
caught in the tolls, with no power,
to undo the thing that | had done,
out OF idleness, vanity and curiosity
There was only one chance. one
hope, that if justified could furnish me
with even the faintest ground for ap-
plying to the home secretary.
] should know what that chance
and hope were worth soon and by a
simple experiment that | meant to
try the moment Jake appeared.
Meanwhile, lit my pipe, and smoked
1t FOR an hour or so, and finally fell
asleep.
was awakened by loud knock
ing at the door, and for a moment,
and in the hall darkness, could not
remember where | was.
Come in" | shouted. but the
door did not unclOse. and, though
called out again, nobody replied. AT
last lifted the latch myself. and
there stood Jake verify laden like
any beast of burden.
al have been shouting to you t.
come in" said, didn't you hear?"
Use bin a bit hard O. hearin late.
ly, mister" he said.
How long," | said sharply
81 dOant know, it's jest growed
upo me, so my mlssus says.
leone out on the cliff, W said and
just where you stood on the night
you saw Seth Treloar come home.n
DE went obedientiy enough, won,
dering 1t was a wild evening. and
the magnificent Lizard coast was
fast being shrouded in the sea-mist
that crept insidiOusly inward. Jake's
figure looked dim. and tall. and lone.
ly outlined against the sad grey sky,
and fH below him the monotcnous
rushing OF the sea was broken BY the
booming OF the waves, as they rushed
into the little cave with a sulleu
roar.
kindly stay where you are"
said, "for hive minutes until | como
to you"
He promised, and when returned
to The cottage, and one who had seen
my conduct there would never uues-
tion my right to Bedlam.
Standing by the fireplace | gave
utterance to sharp. spasmodic cries.
gradually ascending till they reached
the point OF Shrieks, into which |
put my whole vigor, and my lungs
were those Of a normally vigorous
man.
Having pretty well exhausted nv.
self. | went out to the cliff, and
found Jake precisely where | had
left him, and with all a fisherman's
contentedness at doing nothing.
well, Jake" / cried. IL have
been hearing some queer noises
what did you hear"
The nan looked at me with igno-
rant, candid eyes.
Nothing, sir" he said, "but the
water pouring down the cliff yonder
1t makes a power oil noise-you
can hear it right out at sea-"
TO BE CONTINUED.