The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1894-04-19

III VIII DC Tor tho maiden 10 decide,
rejoincd young Drebbcr, smirking at
his own reflection in the glass. 1--WE
will leave II all TO her decision"
During this dialogue, John Ferrier
had stood Tuning in the doorway,
hardly able To keep his riding-whip
from the backs of his two visitors.
Look here" he said at last. strid-
ing mp 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 amazemcnt. In their eyes this
competition between them for the
maiden's hand was the highest Of
honors both Co 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 gaunt hands SO threatening, that
his visitors sprnng tn their feet and
beat a hurried retreat. The old farmer
followed them To- the door
Let me know when you have
settled which IL Is To be-" he said
sardonically.
you shall smart for this" Stanger-
son cried, white with rage. "You
have deflcd the prophet and the coun-
ell of four. You shall rue IL to the end
of your days"
heavy upon you" cried young Dreb-
Der; "He will arise and smitc you
"Then I'll start the smiting," eX-
claimed Terrier 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 clattcr 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"
And so should /. father" she an
swercd, with spirit; but Jefferson
will soon be here"
Yes, II will not be long before he
comes. The sooner the better, for we
do not know what their next move
may be-"
II was indeed, high time that some
one capable of giving advice and help
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 case of
rank disobediencc to the authority of
the elders. II minor errors were pun
ished so sternly, what would he the
fate of this arch rebel? Fcrrier knew
of no avail To him. Others as well
known and as rich as himself had been
spirited away before now, and their
goods given over tn the church. He
was brave man, but he trembled at
the vague, shadowy terrors which
hung Over him. Any known danger he
could face with 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 Mt
ease.
lie expected that he would receive
some message or rcmonStrance from
Young as tn his conduct, and he was
not mistaken, though il came in
an unlookCd-for manner. Upon rising
next morning he found To his SUR
prise, small square of paper pinned
on To the covcrlet of his bed. just over
his chest. On it was printed in bold,
struggling letters
"TwENTY-NINE DAYS ARE GIVEN YOU
FOR AMENDMENT, AND THEN"
The dash was more fear-inspiring
than any threat could have been.
How this warming came into his room
puzzled John Ferrier sorcly, for his
servants slept in an outhouSc. and the
doors and windows had all been se-
cured. lie crumpled the paper up and
said nothing TO his daughter, but the
incident struck chill into his heart.
The twenty-nine days were evidently
the balance of the month which Young
had promised What strength or cour-
age could avail against an enemy
armed with such mysterious powers?
The hnnd which fastened that pin
might have struck him tn the heart,
and ne could never have known who
had slain him.
Still more shaken was he next morn
ing, They had sat down To their
breakfast when Lucy, with cry of
surprise, pointed upward. In the CEN
ter OF the ceiling was scrawlcd, with
burned stick, apparently, the number
~. To his daughter Ii was unin-
tclligiblc, and he did not enlighten
her. That night he sat up with his
gun and kept watch and ward, He
saw and heard nothing, and yet in the
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