Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1894-10-20

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me 60 on Yes yes all very well,
devilish Jew, but what for. what for?'
Are you insane that you question me.
You DO your part Lesve me to mine.
Well. well, my sweet Felix, I have
done much for you No doubt my love
for you is very great but am I mon
ster? Am utterly without soul? Has
your tyTTanous heel crushed out every
spark Of the man In me? Will deliver
up an innocent girl who trusts mes No;
. Thousand times no, old Jewr Are you
going daft: Don't you know what my
power is: Have you forgotten Dale and
the rest" 1 forget nothing Believe me
yet, my memory is very, very good An,
proud Jew, some day that memory may
cost you something. But now you shall
be deficd' 'You don't mean TO defy me
You want something. What do you
want" Your promise, your solemn
promise, that she shall not be harmed,
else ! am done Harm? Who said harm?
You wrong me. / do not wish her ill.
l wish only to talk to her. Oh, I shall
take excellent care Of herl I shall be
kind and gentle to her. OF that you
have my promise, Dye, old boy. OF that
you may rest assured Old Jew, you
smile. But I am serious This is no
within Of mine. I'll hear your oath. He
swears it then-Felix Rosenfel, the Jew,
lays his hand in mine and swears he
will not harm an innocent child
'What next? We are ON the road,
and there she is alone. Once we try.
Twice We try. Passers always. At last,
My hand is waved That is the signal.
Third time wins Sleigh stops I hear
nothing. l am seized with a terror. /
ought to look back, but no. am a cow
ard. ! begin to run. What are you run
ming from up the white road, in the cold,
with the snow all about you, cur Dye?
Go back and watch over that innocent
child. Your cowardice killed your wife,
ruined your life. Now what. Go back
and watch over that innocent child
The Jew is merciless- The Jew is un-
scrupulous- What are his promises?
What are his oaths? Go back and watch
over that innocent child 1t rings in
your ears till you no longer dare go on
You turn back. Dye, the coward. turns
back No jew there Only the white,
cold road and the dash Of the water
What is this in the snow? A shawl!
Her shawl! Look well al il, with strain
ing eyes and a choking breath. Where
Is she? Where is she, coward, fool, dupe,
idiot, where is she? Go to the cliff and
look over. Go close, close up, and look
over. There! Do you hear that: That is
the water. But that other-that moan
ing, feeble utterance? That is a spirit
He has killed heri Do you hear that,
Dye? The Jew has killed herl No won
der you put your fingers in your cars
and rum Run, run, run! Across the
field and up the road, to stumble, to
fall, and then push on again, with your
fingers in your ears You cannot shut
it ont You cannot drown its CIV. The
jew has killed her, and her spirit means
and wrings its hands, and all through
you Remember this, coward Dye. Look
back over your past life and think Of
the ambitious beginning and the pitiful
end Good family, talents, education.
But still where are you? And all through
him. How long. how long, shall he 90
on despising you. trampling on you.
he, with his devilish face and black,
black heart: Wait good Dye. Wait
Do not be inpatient The moment comes
She is not dead She lives She lives.
Dye, you must watch the house,
the house in the quiet street You must
tell the Jew all who 60 in and ont Oh,
yes, You will do this for the good, kind
jew, the sweet, amiable Roseufel!
Yes, but you must do more. She is get
ting well You must come up with him
the long flights of stairs to keep watch
while he goes in Do you remember that,
Dye? Do you remember his devilish
cunning and his plausible airs? Do you
remember the soft knock that is not an
swered, the creaking door, the cautious
voice, whispering, Watch here that no
one comes upon the stairs while I 90
IMP What will you do, Dye? You have
whisky in your pocket. What will you
do? Drink! Drink for courage! Why
not call for help? The Jew is trapped.
he is there. Drink more and deeper.
You must have courage. Sh! What is he
doing? Did you hear that gasp? Step in
q little way and look. There. The paper
flashes up-the paper in the CRATE, and
there he is at the fire looking at her!
The second time is better than the first.
She is black in the face from his chok-
ing hands. She is dead now, Dye See!
He is dragging her back upon the bed.
Quick! He calls to You, "A light What
is he doing? A match to guide him while
he arranges her dead hands! Devilish,
devilish cunning! What q monster is
TINS Jewi A step on the stair! Run
quickly, Dye, and lock the doori Es-
capei Where? How? By the window, to
the ROOD, and so out of the reach Of all
pursuit. There is pounding and calling
at the doori They will break it INF
Quick, quick, now! Who will 70 first.
The Jewl Oh, yes, the Jew, the great
and important jew!
What is your life worth, Won cur.
beside his? He moves in society. Where
are you? The window is open He stands
upon the sill. He is climbing. He win
escape. Mol Mol At last, Dye, the
whisky has done its work. Won sre mo