The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-04-11

mounted on a farmers dogcart. I Left
the inn. The whole night long l had
been sleepless and miserably i'll. Dur
ing the drive 1 was in a sort OF stupor.
At the sudden jar Of the wheels as they
rolled on TO the causeway OF the capital
woke up, and my heart began 70 faint
and hutter with a manSlayer'S fears.
There was a drizzle Of rain from the
clouds that touched tho steeples. and
the dimness was such that in many ot
the shops and houses lights were burn
ing. 1 had TO turn away my face 10 hide
my emotion. remembering a certain
autumn evening when the bay. the ship
ping. the churches were all golden. and
we sailed into the harbor singing songs.
! was set down al a hotel I'm the nar-
ket place among groups Of farmers, anc
was no sooner on my legs than 1 sank
to the ground with weakness. II was
with difficulty that I got away from the
kindly hands that came TO my help. Ap-
parently there was nothing publicly
known about murder in INST: but the
news should be on the road. and might
even now be ringing in official ears hard
by. My purpose was to 60 10 the police
station. but my feet would be 70 and
fro and never just AT the door At one
minutes. thinking of the rogueTy OF the
couple and that man-tiger spTinging al
me with a gully for a claw. ] would
make for my goal with a kind Of angry
pride; again, when I pictured the gray
head lying on the bloody stone. I would
turn into any obscure passage in d state
of AFFECT terror.
All the while ] was going with bowed
back and tottering limbs like a frail old
man. and suddenly / was seized with a
sharp pain that caught my breath. I
might have died in the streets but for a
| woman calling TO me a. she passed.
What are We daein' there. sittin' n
| the rain?"
l rose from a doorstep. and went on
| my way wailing. II maun get hame.
| maun get hame.
The next thing that remember was
| my standing at the counter OF "a bank.
| The teller. who seemed far away in a
kind of mist. was questioning me I'm loud
and angry tones. / was holding bum
! die of notes in a trembling hand. At
| last he caught the name I had been
| hoarsely murmuring. and as he repeated
the words John Thurson,' my blood
| ran cold.
/ 1.-The amount"
| Thirteen pounds"
A chair had to be brought for me and
] soon there were two or three of the off,
/ Gals by my side. I was nut into 2 cab
and before / knew rightly what hal
| happened ] was on the quay. and cross
| ing the gRngway into the Aberdeen
! steamer. Being recommended 10 rhA
/ steward by the lad that accompanied
| me from the bank. I was At once con-
! veyed between two Of the sailors Co 4
| berth i'm the cabin
How my heart bounded when. after a
| time that seemed endless ] heard he
| signal given But just rs the boat was
| moving the captain knocked again. The
| engine stopped. There was a nysterf-
| Gus silence broken only by the rushing
| Of feet and the subdued murmurs ~ 4
| crowd. As 1 sat up shaking with fear,
| expecting every moment To- see the po-
| lice at the door the boat with the frozen
! men. tOwed by a schooner. went past
| my little window. 7 fell hack upon my
| pillow; and when next ] opened my eyes
| q lamp was burning in my berth. and
| the vessel was speeding on its way.
| During the voyage I was treated in
| the kindest manner by the captain and
| the steward. and when we arrived At
| Aberdeen they lost TO ciUa in sending
| me 10 the infrmary. on the third day
| my brother who had been summoned
| by the nurse. appeared al my bedside.
| He had received a letter from DR.. VIII
| son which contained the blessed assur-
! ance that Thurson was not only alive,
| but certain soon To recover from his
| wound.-Cornhill Magazine.