People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1894-05-18

scribe what really happened.
/ thought | fell headlong down a
pit OF darkness to have nv throat
seized BY strong hands, that choked
my gasp.ng breath as it rose, while
nv temples seemed bursting with
the waves OF blood that surged up
wards until dull stupor crept over
me, in which [ felt no pain Sud
denly, was dragged out of it by a
vigorous wrench that set me free of
those iron fingers and l was flung
aside, scarce knowing if l were the
victim of a realistic dream, or
awake, and roughly treated in very
prosaic fashion indeed.
But even as | lay there. stunned
and stupid the lightning conscious
ness OF what | had doue flashed
through my mind. and ! covered my
face with my arms and groaned
aloud -.
Immediately ] felt a touch on M
shoulder, and Steve's voice sounded
in my ear
he 'ee much l,urt?y he inquired
anxiously' 'yon devil war close pom
tinishin ZEE oil when coined in.
What liver made ZEE go ANGST UNI"
/ dragged myself up and saw-O
Cod sight that made me the hap.
piest man alive. For there, the liv-
illness gone from MS face. and the
raging agony of his eyes changed to
an expression of hooking triumph
sat the man Of whom | had believed
myself to be the murderer for the
few most awful moments of nv life
Thank God" | cried, forgetful of
Judith. forgetful of everything, save
that | was not to be followed by the
accursed shadow of blood outlines
for Che rest of my days
"'Iss," said Stephen. Gee may
well sai that Him have robbed zee
too--he'm got the box zee set so
much store pom, an swallowed some
o what be inside. 4.
/ uttered an exclamation, and
looked at the Syrian
Ay, BY article he had overcome
me, and obtained the medicine that
was his life. and healthy vigor once
more flowed through his blood. and
showed in his natural fresh color,
and for a considerable time, at least,
he could defy me.
He laughed as our eyes met. and a
glow of intense triumph overspread
his features
"You are beaten" lie said, ICON.
fess it and let me go in peace. You
will hardly care to go through the
experience of last night again. and
see you have sc,uples about taking a
mans life. | had none whatever
about relieving you Of yours, and if
yonder fellow had not returned -"
he paused significantly, and | per-
fectly understood him.
81 should have CIT my cords with
Your pocket knife" he continued
cOOlly, land walked out. Curse that
interfering fool" and he darted a
savage look at Stephen.
"And now you will do nothing of
the sort" | said; lit will be easy
enough to take that box from you,
and have plenty OF time, can af-
ford to wait until you tire of this
game"
His face fell. and | saw that he
had not expected my stubbornness
to hold out any longer
$50 be it." he said with affected
indifference, "but living you will no
more be able to drag word from me
than dead. She alone can make me
speak, but if she will not" he
shrugged his shoulders in compile.
ton of the sentence.
| left him, and went to the open
door, for my head was still giddy,
and my throat sore from the Styr-
ian's grasp
Dawn was breaking in sober guise.
a chilly wind blew up from the sea.
as gazed Abroad methought the
spirit of spring had folded her wings
and stolen ava: in the night, taking
with her the warm hopes that ran
riot but yesterday in my breast.
| felt helpless as a derelict that
drifts hither and thither at the mer-
cy Of the waves, for | had no power
within to guide myself or others.
Yesterday | had regarded myself
as master of the situation, to-day |
knew that the Syrian held the kew
of it, and would indifTerently live or
die with it in his possession.
lnvoluntarily | took the way that
led to Dr. Cripp's house, and arrived
at his gate Just in time to see him
driving up in his shabby cart, look
ing thoroughly jaded and tagged out
well, man." he said, irascibly, as
l opened my lips to speak, what do
you want with me at this hour9n
want with your said indig.
nantlY in my turn, ''why, you forget
that man, you promised to watch
him with me last night. and"
promised fiddlestick." he said.
throwing the reins to a Cornish lad
who hurried up, 'Tve had other fish
to fry. A dozen killed. five and
thirty mangled in the worst railway
accident We ever had hereabouts,
what time do you think | have had
to bother about your Syrian.
And he walked stifiy into the
house. pausing inside to call back:
Il must get some sleep and then