The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1895-12-19

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man." says he.
net I uch,' sa ! short.
He turns round on the clerk angrily.
HE doesn't know him by that name,
but he seemed to know the photograph
you gave nee, sir" the clerk said. The
girl stirred uneasily in her seat; the
man turned to me hastily. you know
somebody like the pictureT' he said.
L looked at the girl; she seemed to be
listening eagerly. "Well," | said, II
have seen somebody it might have
been meant for once
I'VE want to see him."
'Yes," says 1. what for!' The
man looked at me angrily. what
! for, my man, and how does that con-
Germ your"
We'll" says I, II don't rightly
know, nor l don't know how it con-
Germs you to see him."
The man looked at me as fierce as a
| Goanner in a tight place, but he didn't
speak. And whit that the girl rose
and took a step forward. "Oh, sir"
she said, in a soft, low voice that shiv-
cred a bit as she spake. Or, sir. you
will tell us. I'm sure. l must know;
must see him!' She had clasped her
TWO lid tOSCtucl ivy NCiV ihi
hands and very white, and they shook
as she spoke. 1t was for no harm,
anyway, 1 could have sworn thai
much. Yes, miss" says 1. at might
be the party, or again it mightn't, for
he's changed if it is, but I'll find him
| for you in the morning.
1t was a lonely spot where we found
Dick, and not another soul was in
sight. He was working in the bottom
the same steady, logged hopeless
work that he'd always done.
"There," l said, stopping short and
pointing at him, lis that the man you
are looking for, miss?' We were
Dick was below us, and it might be
thirty yards away. She had said
nothing as we came along. but she had
trembled so much that the man had
given her his arm to help her. Now
she seemed to pull herself together all
in a moment as she threw back the
veil to. look. l looked at her then,
and 1 tell you l could have gone on
looking. All. that was something like
a face-a face to think on in the dark,
that was. She just gave II look,and
then a sob. "Stay here" she said mo-
tioning the man back with her hand.
"Stay here. oh, George"
Then she went down the slope, and
with a quick, smooth sort of walk
She didn't seem rightly to walk, only
to go, and go quick at that. In a
minute she was close to Dick,
GEORGE she said-only the n word,
"Georger!' The word came up to where
we were standing, and l tell you il
was sweeter than music.
Dick lifted himself from his work
and stared stupidity round, as if he
didn't rightly know what it was
Then he sees her, and with that he
falls back a step like a man dazed.
"Oh, George!" and she held out botf
of her hands to him across the heap OF
white clay. "Come back, George
come back. 1t is all found out. They
all believe you now. You're cleared a
last-cleared at last. Come back
G~eorge-back to me-"
He stood for a moment or two lik.
a man that had been turned to stone
"Clearedr' he exclaimed, hoarsely
"Cleared! oh, my God!." then h
clutched wildly at his throat, stagger
ed and fell-fell at her very feet sense
less.
She was on her knees at his side.
started to run down the slope, and
was at her side in half a minute, bu
she didn't want me. She had raise
his head and leaned it against he
breast, and she would let nobod
touch him but herself. And there sh
knelt among the wet clay, hOldin
Dick in her arms, the tears runnin
down her face and. falling on his.
got a little water and poured it on hi
head, and at last, he began to come t,
: | lays my hand on the mans arm. 8
reckon, mate, you and mes not wan
ed here, not much" l says, and l pull
him away.
; We got a cart and we moved Die
to the bank, but it was another wee
afore they could move him any flu
; Their. Then they left.
, 1t might have been a couple {
months later that 1 got a Melbourr
+ paper through the post. There We
! Il mark at II side, and opposite
q that an advertisement.
+ AT st. Marks Church. Toorak, G
Dec. 1, by the Right Reverend IL
: Bishop of Melbourne, Mary, on
k daughter of the Hon. John Leste
of Toorak and Dungalla Station,
t George Wingfield Forester, eide
son Of Albert Forester. NJ. p.
S Wingfield Hall, Herefordshire, En-
h land"
BY and by l came across anoth
I paragraph. 1.-The fashionable weddil
d that took place yesterday at Toor:
n had all the special interest which ;
l. taches to the last act in a very sens
tional drama. The circumstances
e the celebrated Dungalla murder tri;