Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1895-06-28


hath taken away. Can you not say
!. with me: Blessed be the name of the
Lord?'"
~ cannot, wife, If God gave me that
child to love, why torture my soul by
taking him from me3'
4 "Have courage, Jack. do not
know why, but have strange pre-
sentiment that we will see him again. y
! But WildeSs was not TO be com
forted
/ Presently ne looked up despondently
and said:
| us Susan Green Gomez"
shes u the kitchen, dear; shall
cali herr"
''Aye, 40"
Now Susan was the weak-eyed
maiden who had given such damaging
testimony against Frank Grey at that
star-chamber trial in the high school,
She had furthermore gained the noto-
riety of being the luckless individual
who had charge of Willie, when the
poor child was lost. Again and again
she had been summoned into Jack
Wilders' presence for cross-examina-
tion, and on the present occasion was
full of FESTIVE determination to put an
end to the annoyance.
Now" said the prospector, "tell me
once more, Susan, how you came to
take the child from it's nurse"
"Oh dearl" Miss Green whimpered.
I'm sure I've told you all know one
hundred times at least. Well, if you
must have it over again, this is how 1t
was"
TYes. 90 on Susan,
II met Alma Miggs out for a walk
with the boy in the North woods.
Susan she says, Willie wants to go
round to the cave. I'm lame says she,
and can't take him. Says 1: Let the
little precious come with me- Says
she: I will So we went. Willie ran,
shouting and laughing. / saw him
turn the corner of the road and l never
set eyes on him again. He was gone
just as though he'd vanished"
"Did you hear no cry?"
~ never heard nothing"
"Think moment, GIRL" the prospec-
tor said, sternly. ''Was there no
cracking of the bushes; no sound of
wild animals or of man?"
mary sound"
"And you searched everywhere"
swish I may die if didn't, Mr.. Wild
ers. 1 ran up and down screaming
Willie for hours and hours. I'm sure
tore my dress all to shreds, an as for
my shoes, they was that sodden you
wouldn't have picked 'em up if you'd
seen them a-lying in the street."
We will leave poor Susan to the ten
der mercies of the prospectors cross
questions and take peep at the Whit
ford house and its inmates.
Wilders' loss had created a stirring
sympathy in the neighborhood, and
no ones kindly emotions were more
aroused than Mrs. ,Whitfords. Like
many others, too, this good lady had
suggestions to make, which, to her in.
tense disgust, nobody would pay seri.
gus attention to. To her the solution
lay in nutshell. At Marquette was
wise woman, an old crone, who told
fortunes and revealed the past and fu-
ture, an exceedingly sagacious person,
who did a roaring business in the
divination way.
To this ancient Sybil the worthy
dame resolved to go on her own ac-
count and probe the mystery of the
lost boy to it's bottom, so accordingly
she has impressed the corporals serv-
ices, and the twain have started for
Marquette, leaving the house in charge
of Jacob Gregson and Mr.. Dodd, who
do not seem to be having too pleasant
a time of it.
Unaccustomed to the severity of such
a season, they are sitting shivering
over the big stove, cursing with much
heartiness the intense cold and wish
ing themselves thousand miles from
the desolate country.
THAT gold mine didn't pan out as
you expected" Mr.. Gregson cheerfully
observed.
mo" snarled Dodd, "they knew too
much to bite"
"Been there too often, ehP"
"Guess So"
well, what's the next move?"
"Slsip."
~ would II were you. heard yes
terday of fellow who sailed mine
here once, an they caught him an sat
him down on red hot stove, an held
him there till he confessed, an then
took him out an hanged him."
ugh! The savages. Say, Jake, I'm
off as soon as it is dark"
Sorry to lose you, Tony, but the
best of friends must part"
Its bad time to be hard up. Isn't
itP"
ut is" Gregson replied, impervious
to the hint.
You'll let me have hundred dol
lars2"
Cant possibly"
Must. No bones about it, say you
must"
IF thirty would do, Tony, could