Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1894-03-23

removes my father, l shall have his
| tanning-yard and his leather factory
Then am your elder. and am higher
in the church"
1T will be for the maiden to decide, :"
rejoined young Drebber, smirking at
his own reflection in the glass. 1--WE
will leave it all to her decision"
During this dialogue, John Ferrier
had stood fuming in the doorway,
hardly able to keep his ridingwhip
from the backs of his two visitors.
Look here" he said at last. strid-
ing up to them, "when my daughter
summons you, you can come; but until
then, don't want to see your faces
again"
The two young Mormons stared at
him in amazement. In their eyes this
competition between them for the
maiden's hand was the highest of
honors both to her and her father.
There are two ways out of the
room," cried Ferrier: there is the door,
| and there is the window. Which do
you care to use?"
His brown face looked so savage, and
bis gaunt hands SO threatening, that
his visitors sprang to their feet and
beat hurried retreat. The old farmer
followed them to the door.
Let me know when you have
settled which it Is to be-" he said
sardonically.
"You shall smart for thisr' Stanger
son cried, white with rage. You
L. G.l
Gil of four. You shall rue it to the END
of your days"
1.-THE hand of the Lord shall be
heavy upon you," cried young Dreb
Der; He will arise and smite your
"Then I'll start the smiting," ex
claimed Ferrier furiously, and would
| have rushed upstairs for his gun had
not Lucy seized him by the arm and
restrained him. Before he could
| escape from her, the clatter of horses
hoofs told him that they were beyond
| his reach.
''The young canting rascals!" he ex'
claimed, wiping the perspiration from
| his forehead. II would sooner see you
in your grave, my girl, than the wife OF
either of them"
| anu 80 SlOu1u L, ldIneE, SlO oil
swered, with spirit; "but Jefferson
will soon be here"
"Yes. 1t will not be long before he
| comes. The sooner the better for we
| do not know what their next move
may be-"
1t was, indeed, high time that some
one capable of giving advice and helE
should come to the aid of the sturdy
old farmer and his adopted daughter.
In the whole history of the settlement
there had never been such a case oi
rank disobedience to the authority o1
| the elders. If minor errors were pun
ished SO sternly, what would be the
fate of this arch rebel? Ferrier knew
that his wealth and position would be
of no avail to him. Others as well
known and as rich as himself had been
spirited away before now, and theil
goods given over to the church. He
was brave man, but he trembled al
! the vague, shadowy terrors which
hung over him. Any known danger he
could face with a firm lip, but this sus
pense was unnerving. He concealed
his fears from his daughter, however
and affected to make light of the whole
matter, though she, with the keen eye
of love, saw plainly that he was i'll a
| ease.
He expected that he would receive
some message or remonstrance from
Young as to his conduct, and he wa,
not mistaken, though it came IL
an unlooked-for manner. Upon rising
next morning he found, to his sur
prise, snail square of paper pinned
on to the coverlet of his bed, Just ovel
his chest. On 1t was printed in bold
struggling letters:
'TwENTY-NINE DAYS ARE GIVEN YoU
FOR AMENDMENT, AND THEN"
The dash was more fear-inspirine
than any threat could have been
How this warning came into his room
puzzled John Ferrier sorely, for hi!
servants slept in an clubhouse, and the
doors and windows had all been Sc
cured. he crgIRled the paper up and