Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-11-02

He did not finish the Renaissance he had
begun, but stood with doubly wrinkled
brows staring at Dutton.
who is it, Marthy?" he whispered, why
didn't we tell me?"
Hush, father" said Mrs. Warren, going
to him and turning him gently from the
room. you will disturb him..
The old man was loath to go. and while
he was in the room he kept his eyes on
Dutton with a puzzled expression.
why didn't ye tell me, Marthy?' he
repeated.
Because I didn't want you to know,
father" replied Mrs. Warren, earnestly.
Il didn't want you to to be troubled, too.
You must say nothing. father"
He compressed his lips and shook his
head.
tered peevishly, they keep everything
from you"
He dropped into a chair in the kitchen
looking very discontinued and gravely
moment fearing lest he make some re-
marks calculated to stir questions from
the neighbors.
where's Nick. Marthy?" he asked sud
denly, eyeing her sharply. Mick had
ought to be here. Where is he?''
Nicholas is in DENLY on business, she
replied, I'VE are going to send for him."
.Hm; he murmured, should think you'd
From then until he went back to bed
when the neighbors had gone, Gran'pa
Kirk never opened his lips. He was think
ing. and his reflections were apparently
not agreeable, but whether he was simply
put OUT because he had been kept in
the dark about recent events. or wheth-
er he were bordering some ugly remi-
nfscence, he gave no sign.
The neighbors sensibIy cut their visits
short. and by o'clock the house was in
comparative quiet.
WILL said Mrs. Warren
Let me say it. please" he interrupted.
Il would have spoken an hour ago, but
that l didn't think anything would be
gained by starting for DENLY so early.
Nick is probably asleep, and even if he
wasn't l don't suppose the suDerinten-
dent, or whatever he is, at the-er-"
Jail" said Mrs. Warren calmly.
Would let me see him before morning.
III start right away. Sam will stay on,
I'm sure
OF course Sam would stay on, and so
would Martin and Will left them accord
ingly with a very light heart to carry the
good news to the prisoner. He went into
the saddle, and as the distance was great
and the horse not of the swiftest it was
long after sunrise before he came within
sight of DENLY spires. There were about
five miles yet to go when he turned aside
to let man driving furously fast in
buggy. pass him. He saw that it was Gold
ing, and he pulled up with the impulse to
speak to him and tell him about Elsie.
He was so glad that he wanted every
body to know: but he was so uncertain of
THIS mans exact relation to the WarrenS
troubles, knowing surely that he was Mr..
Warren's accuser, that after he had stop
ped and turned back he hesitated to speak.
Goldng had recognized Will and he,
too, pulled up, and he. too. seemed in
doubt as to whether he should address the
young man. So for a moment they faced
each other and then one used his spu.'s
and the other his whip and they parted
without having exchanged a word.
II wonder what fresh trouble ne may be
taking to Granite" thought Will.
Just as he clattered up the main street.
with but few rods between him and the
lookup Williams and Jackson dashed
past him. just beginning their effort to
overtake Golding and protect Mrs. Warren
from whatever plan he may have formed
for obtaining possession of the President.
Sam Springer did not go to bed again
that night He was always stirring by >
o'clock. and an hour or so didn't matter.
He and Martin gossiped about the abduc-
ton and specialized on the strange words