The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1894-03-17

ing forever than turn traitor to those
loved. Help? Yes, would help. If neces-
sary would 90 TO Dundee and be deaf and
dumb under Peters persecution. He could
lay on, and would never SO much as pro-
test.
The cleaning came, and my landlay en-
tered with light. The cheerful glow OF
lamp and fire strengthened my resolution.
Ny writing materials were on the table,
and / sat down eagerly to reply that
would do in all particulars according to my
fathers wishes. AS wrote my paltry OBJ
jections grew less and less till they were no
more than vague shadow at the back Of
my mind. Ny spirits rose, the prospect
frightened. was almost glad OF the op
portunity that had arisen to do something
practical. would throw myself into my
new studies with all my soul and-who
knew / might yet realize my fathers
dream and be legal luminary and restore
the fortunes OF my family. l had read Of
such things; / would make my life ro-
nance.
My sheet was perhaps half full when q,
at once there arose great shouting under
my window. / stopped to hearken, but un-
able to distinguish what was said raised
the sash and thrust out my head. The
moon, which was near the full, shone in an
unclouded sky, so that the light was good.
Below / saw half dozen familiar figures,
and in their midst, with leer on his face,
was Peter Clephane. He broke into q IT,
rade of reyiling and mockery as soon as he
saw me, asking me how liked my drub-
bing and whether wouldn't come down
and get more. closed the window, firmly
resolved to make no response. Words are
but wind, and they would not turn me
from my purpose. But the clamor waxing
louder and more aggressive, so that could
not write with any degree of self possess
sion, put out my head again to beg them
to go peaceably away. was received with
n volley of very i'll smelling slime and a
shout of derisive laughter
That's slight expression of our respect
and esteem for n scabby highland man."
cried Peter How does IL tastef"
shook off the filth with a dizzy head
and sharp construction of the throat that
made me gasp. did not speak-I could
not, but there was a fascination that held
my eyes fast on my enemy. As did not
withdraw, was bespattered second time.
They shouted in their glee louder than
ever, Peters voice being high over all. The
rising tumult within drowned the noise
without / did not hear what was said.
Lights began to leap in fantastic maze be-
fore my sight, and there was sound in my
ears like the vicious song Of million bull
iets. / cleaned myself again as well as pos
sible, my assailants screaming In an ecstasy
of Joy mt my plight, then turning backward
clapped on my bonnet and descended the
stairs.
Ny appearance outside was the signal for
another and a fercer storm OF ridicule.
But my passion was already running high
and needed no fresh tempest Of derision to
make it surge. Walking straight up TO
Peter and looking him In the two eyes so
that he flinched and fell back, said in a
voice that was strange even to myself:
"The time has come for you and me TO set
tie some points. Come this way and bring
your friends"
At the back of the house there was an un-
used plot of ground covered By n soft
sward. It offered desirable seclusion,
and thithcr led them. They took the
thing as fresh Jest. making boisterously
merry over Il, little aware of the madden
ing electricity that tingled along my veins
OF the deadly intent that had brought me
there.
Immediately upon entering the inclosure