Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-12-06

Il would have atoncd, he muir
INJURED Il would have atoned al any
price but it was impossible: the
wrong is iryrparanlc. Make Thou the
will and the broken heart of coutri
ton"
I Then some sound Smotr upon his
hearing above the august thunder of
the unaUiet sea, and he replaced his
hat and turned toward the house. Rut
no one camc forth, and the sea Went
on booming heavily us before, only,
to CyrirS veXcd spirit, it seemed that
its hoarSc roar rose TO Il deafcning in
tenSity, like the trouble in his breast.
IF it were but over" he murmur-
ed. Il can not endure this suspense"
and he turned, half staggering, and
entered the conservatory, whore he
was still alone. He felt very i'll, and
wondered if some deadly sickness
We're about to fall on him Body and
mind alike seemed failing under the
heavy burden he bore He leaned his
elbows on Il heuch and supported his
head on his hands, gazing through
some bright flowers out on the pitt
less sea, and sighed out thai he could
not bear ii. that he wished all were
over, aud himself at rest from the
dreadful stress of life.
\ sharp pruning knife lay near him;
his eye rested longingly upon II, and
he thought how easily ii would still
the terrible tumult within. No pen;
only Il pinprick, as It were he knew
exactly where to strike; Evcrard
showed him one day when Ihcy were
discussing the subject then a bright
warm jet ot blood; a growing languor
deepening into an eternal sleep. He
put forth his hand and touched the
knife, even felt its edge. and then
dropped ii with Shudder and be
took himself to prayer. And IN his
prayer he vowed u passionate vow.
were he once delivered from this i'm
pending terror. to conSccrate his life
anew to his great and sacred calling
and to devote body, soul, and spirit
with unSparinE vigor to that one SUI
prcme cause, CaHl fell upon him
then, and he heard the footsteps of the
approaching messenger with Il serene
face. 1t was only servant. with Il
quiet, everyday countcnance.
The admiral wishes to see YOU in
tho library at once, sir, he said.
The admiral. Cyril turned sick
Why not his own father! Was it SO
bad as that: He walked, however,
quietly TIN ,ugh the darkcninS house,
hn ~
the library with calm face. a Scrv-
ant had just placed Il amp on Il
table before the fire, the ruddy blaze
of which danced over die room with
fantastic ChrrrfulnrSS. George and
Kcppel were standing ON the hearth
rug asking each other what had hap
pcncd. Their presence stcadied Cyril,
and conveyed II vague comfort to him.
Il say, Cyril observed kepprl, in
his strong, CHEEKY voice, there's n
row Of some kind; all hands pipcd.
What the deuce is your governor up
tor
The door of an inner room, the al
mirals spCria, sanctuary, opened, and
he came forth, accompanied by Mr.
Maitland, who was too troubled To
exchange any greeting with the young
men.
well, my lads" said the admiral,
standing with his back to the fire
place, and plunging at once into the
subject, "hcrcfS the devil TO pay.
Maitland says that Swaynestonc's
coachman was murdered last night 30
Murdered" cried Cyril springns
from the chair into which h. had
dropped his weary, aching frame.
"Murdtredr' echoed.icorge and kcp
pei, in varying degrees of horror
My dear Evcrard," interposed Mr.
Maitland, you are 80 precipitatc.
Spare the young men; break it gen
tly."
"Gently, by George, Maitland,
murder is murder, and Il damned ugly
thing, however you break it, rctorted
the honest admiral, WHO had by no
means enjoyed Mr.. Maitland's kind
cndeavors TO break it gently The
women will have to be told; some
body had better break it to them,
he added, passing his hand thought
fully over his fresh -colored weather
beaten face" while Cyril shuddcred
with a sick apprehension. Its no use
beating about the bush, Iads, he con
tinued, in his impetuous manner; the
long and the short OF ii Is, Henry
is arrested for murder
Henry cried the three. by Joye.
added keppcl, My dear father!
added George while Cyra burst into
hysterc laugh. Nonsense. the
thin. Is imposslDl, absurd, ridiculous.
What ass arrested him." he burst out.
stand by Cyril. You side with
your friend, Of course. Hear the rest.
Tell them. Maitland, eNpostulated the
admiral.
DO you mean to say, sir, that you
think him guilty. asked keppel,
tierceiy.
My dear keppeI, returned Mr.,
Maitland. Il would give the remainder
Of my life not TO believe it. have
ia ssed the whole morning with Sir
Lionel. and have heard such evidence
as places ii beyond a doubt
Keppel sworn steadily and intensely
for some seconds. while George quoted
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