The herald., 1895-03-10

these ICY tables. Yet these were only
secondary thoughts. His first concern
regarded Wolfe unprepared for chal-
lenge so momentous, he knew not how to
look his comrade in the face; he burst
not meet his eye, and he had neither
words nor voice at his command.
1t was Macfarlane himself who made the
first advance. He came up quietly behind
and laid his hand gently, but firmly on
the others shoulder.
Richardson, said he, may have the
head.
Now Richardson was a student who had
long been anxious for that portion of the
human subject to dissect. There was
no answer, and the murderer resumed:
Talking of business, you must pay
me; your accounts, you see, must tally"
Fettes found voice the ghost of his own
Pay you" he cried, PAY you for
that?''
why, yes, of course you must; by all
means and on every possible account you
must, returned the other. Il dare not
give it for nothing; you dare not take it
for nothing it would compromise us both.
The more things are wrong, the more We
must act as though it all were right.
Where does old X keep his money!"
There answered Fettes, hoarsely,
pointing to a cupboard in the corner.
Give me the key then" said the other
There was an instant's hesitation and
the die was cast. Macfarlane could not
suppress nervous twitch, the infinitesi-
NAL mark of an immense relief, as he felt
the key between his fingers.
He opened the cupboard, brought out
in one apartment, and separated from
the funds in the drawer sum suitable
to the OCCASION.
"Now, look here" he said; there is
no payment made-frst proof of your
good faith; first step to your security.
Enter the payment in your book, and
then you for your part may defy the
devil"
The next few seconds were for Fettes
an agony OF thought; but in balancing his
terrors 1t was the most immediate that
triumphed. Any future difficulty seemed
almost welcome if he could avoid a pre-
sent quarrel with Macfarlane. He set
down the candle which he had been carry
ing all this time, and with steady hand
entered the date, the nature and the
amount of the transaction.
And now,' said Macfarlane, it's
only fair that you should pocket the lucre.
I've had my share already. By the by,
when a man of the world falls into a bit
of luck, has few shillings extra in his
pocket-Im ashmed to speak of it, but
there's rule of conduct in the case. No
treating, no purchasing of expensive class
books, no sauaring of old debts; borrow,
don't lend"
"Macfarlane," began Fettes. still some
what hoarsely, Il have put my neck in
halter Ate o to oel mgs,y 0 cried Wolfe ooh come
You did, as near as 1 can see the matter,
what you downright had to do in self-de
tense. Suppose l got into trouble, where
would you be? This second little matter
flows clearly from the first; Mr.. Gray is
the continuation of Miss Galbraith. You
can't begin and then stop; if you begin
you must keep on beginning; that's the
truth. No rest for the wicked.
my God!" he cried, but what have
done? and when did l begin? To be made
class assistant-in the name of reason,
where the harm in that? Service wanted
the position; Service might have got it.
my dear fellow" said Macfarane,
what boy you are! What harm has
come to you? What harm can come to
you if you hold your tongue? Why, man,
do you know what this life is? There are
two squads of us-the lions and the lambs.
II you re lamb, you'll come to lie upon
these tables like Gray or Jane Galbraith;
if you're lion, you'n live and drive a
horse like me- like K, like all the
world with any wit or courage. You're
staggered at the first. But look at K!
My dear fellow, you're clever, you have
pluck. 1 like you, and K--lkes you.
You were born to lead the hunt; and I
tell you, on my honor and my experience
of life, three days from now you'll laugh
| at all these scarecrows like high school
| boy at farce. ~
| And with that Macfarane took his de-
, parture and dove off up the wind in his
gig to get under cover before daylight.
For two days he continued to watch,
with increasing Joy the dreadful process
of disguise.
On the third day Macfarlane made his
appearance-he had been ill, he said, but
he made up for lost time by the energy
with which he directed the students. 10
Richardson, in particular, he extended
the most valuable assistance and advice,
praise of the demonstration, burned high
with ambitious hopes and saw the medal
already in his grasp.
Before the week was out Macfarlane's
prophecy had been fulfilled. Fettes had
outlived his terrors and forgotten his
abasement. He began to plume himself
upon his courage and had so arranged
the story in his mind that he could look
back on these events with an unhealthy
pride. OF his accomplice he saw but little.
They met, of course, in the business of
the class; they received their orders to-
gether from Mr.. K; at times they had
word or two in private, and Macfarlane
Ndo lAOii LiSU W ldoC KIM
and jovial. But it was plain that he
avoided any reference to their common
secret; and even when Fettes whispered
to him that he had cast in his lot with
the lions and foresworn the lambs, he
only signed to him smilingly to hold his
peace.
AT length an occasion arose which threw
the pair once more into closer union.
Mr.. K was again short of subjects ;
pupils were eager, and it was part OF
this teachers pretensions to be always
came the news of burial in the rustic
graveyard at Glencorse. Time has little
changed the place in question. 1t stood,
then as now, upon q cross road, out OF
call of human habitations and buried
fathoms deep in the foliage of six cedar
trees. The cries of the sheep upon the
neighboring hills, the streamlets upon
either hand, one loudly singing among
pebbles, the another dripping furtively
from pond to pond, the stir OF the wind
in the mountainous old towering chest
nuts, and, once, in seven days, the voice
of the bell and the old tunes of the pre-
centor, were the only sounds that dis
turbed the silence round the rural church.
The Resurrection Man--to use Dynamo
OF the period-was not to be deferred by
any of the sanctities of customary piety.
1t was part of his trade to despise and
desecrate the scrolls and trumpets of old
tombs, the paths worn by the feet of wor-
shippers and mourners, and the offerings
and the inscriptions OF bereaved affec-