Sharp County record., 1896-12-11

ny 49, I'D you see in my eyesT'
Sa0nly-only, Fannie, an expression
have often noted in your fathers"
ais that all? and did that cause y
to start in terror? 1t is very strange
"strangeI Yes, but it was so sudde
Fannie"
II am glad my eyes reIntnd one
my father."
Fannie, do you think that Cip
unhappy"
"Why, no, HerbertI not more tn
usually, What makes you think SO
"She don't seem happy in Our comi1
marriage, not as you do In yours."
''You forget, Herbert that Claren'
and I have been lovers for years, viii
most of your courtshp must be dol
after marriage. Well. good nigh
cousin; do you want the kiss|'
"f may claim il at the altar, when
give away the bride, but not tonight.
In another moment Fannie was as
cending the stairs, wondering at tn
actions of her cousin, and when she hat
gone Herbert closed the library door.
'My God! must go through life thus
a constant terror In my mind and heart
Strange that could not kiss my cousin
No, not strange, for right before INC
were her fathers eyes.
"Need rest, Need sleep! That do
but dreams of terror drive them bot
away, and going to the house brought
back with all it's force the horror o.
the night when first stained my hand
with crime. And once l thought to
wed Fannie-not for q mint OF gold
gold! Gold Is curse-whst Magl
Aunt Mag!S
"Yes, Marse Herbert" and she en-
tered the room.
'Make my hot Scotch. and make 1t
strong-strong enough II you can to
put me sound asleep"
Eyes, Marse Herbert" and In n few
minutes she entered with the pitcAer on
tray.
Here, Marse Herbert, this will make
you sleep, an if you drink 1t good and
hot sleep sound"
IF it do tnat, I'll make you present
on my wedding day.
What make you 60 to the house in
town, when you know 1t upsot you so,
it mind you Of the night when you
XIII ole marster%
Mag! Mag! Don't say that, don't
speak III"
"Why, msrster, dere's no one here but
you an l."
'The very walls have ears"
ibid you hear anything more of An
gus, marster%
Nothing Of Angus, Mag. since he
robbed the treasury; they're sure TO
capture or kill him before long
"Do you reckon, marster, he'd have
turned pirate If you hadn't 'cused him Of
striking the blow that killed marster ?"
" don't know, Mag, but wish to.
God he had struck 1t, instead Of me,
! have seen no peace since"
What made you do it, then, mars
terr
'1The devill Aunt Mag. The devil!"
"An' you gwine to choke me, marster,
when / screamed. How could I help
scream, when I seed you plunge that
long knife right into marsters breast |?
ON he fell back dead!"
woman, will you drive me n1adT'
mo, mnrster, but II I'd been in the
bathroom in time, I'd stopped you,
an you never would been s-a-a-"
"a murderep, Nag. Yes would TO God
you had, for everything that urged me
on now seems OF little value, and would
yield up all, yes. even to the hand Of
Clara Hill. whom love as I never did
another, could / but wash from my
hands my uncle's blood, or be able to
blot from my memory forever the trans
actions Of that night Of terror. But
now. Mag, II you live century, let me
never again hear you mention the name
Of my uncle. What you know. YOU
know. No one else can condemn me;
you dlono SOW me strike the blow TINT
killed John Lloyd"
"And Angus, marster?"
ANGUS could not see me, was be-
hind him. True, he caught sight Of my
form Us Isped from the room. There's
pono that can condemn me whom fenr
but God, my horrid dreams and con-
science, and IL they lie no less lightly
on my soul, the hand that shed my
unclo's blood shall do the same for me.
Goodnight Mag, l have emptied
your pitcher and my head is heavy.
God grant that for this one night sleep
undlsturbed by dreams"
CONTINUED next week. |
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