Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1896-10-22

for his passions had got the bit between
their teeth, and no man should dare to
hold reckoning with him that night
CHAPTER xxx.
Hagar Gregorias. Any person able 70 give
immediate particulars Of this woman's an
teoedents Will be libsrally rewarded. All ex.
penses paid II informant comes At once. Blake
Trelawny, Laud Abbey. Tintern. Devon.
Such was the advertisement that ap-
psared in all the papers the morning
after Trelawny returned home, and In
due course was seen by Antoine Laroque
In . coffee house near Soho square,
where he usually ate his breakfast when
no could afford one.
He read the paragraph with bated
breath, but no surprise. Indeed he real
lied then that he had been expecting II
all along and thought It would have
come sooner, and for whatever she had
done he was responsible He had let her
10 forth . pest to society. to work her
evil will upon IL, because in the strug-
gle Of their two wills bis had proved
the weaker, because she was beautiful
and because he loved her.
In the Knowle gardens she had sworn
to him that II he let her 60 she would
henceforth be = good woman and forget
all the wicked arts that through her To-
ther's teaching she knew. She had
charged him to take her ruined life on
bis conscience II he held her back from
her one chance Of abilitaticn, and he
bad let her 60. And now what had she
done, what could she do worse than
what she had done already How had
abe repaid the Straubensees for all their
kindness toward herr It was carly In
the day yet, and Antoine knew that he
must go at onoe
Looking in = dingy mirror near he
passed his hand over an unshorn chin
and glanced over his shabby person. yet
It was a manly enough face and figure
at which he looked, and he would have
been handsome but that privation had
scored deep its mark upon him. Calling
for a time table, which was brought by
a greasy, smiling Italian, he found that
q train left In an hours time that would
reach his destination early in the after
noon II Laud Abbey we're at no great
distance from the railway station. AS
to money the man who possesses but one
gold coin in the world needs not to feel
In his pocket to know 1t is there, and
Antoine congratulated himself on the
prudence that had kept that coin intact,
spite Of every temptation to change 1t,
ready for such an emergency as this.
He hesitated ON taking his ticket
Should it be single or return? He de-
cided on the latter He must tell the
truth at last about Hagar, but he could
not take money for convicting the
woman whom from tho bottom Of his
soul he had pitied, tried to shelter, and
In spite Of all things loved, and as the
train swiftly bore him away his spirit
quailed before the task set to his hand.
It is difficult, almost impossible, for
manly man to round ON q woman, and
Antoine had never attempted to do 80 to
this one He had only tried to get her
away from the Straubenzees before she
could harm them. but she had prayed
30 strenuously for fair start, clean
start, and she had wrung consent out Of
him and had gone, as he hoped, to sin
no more.
And now what had she done! It was
not murder this time, or the whole
world would know it. She had perhaps
done worse-killed q human soul with
her black art, destroyed the happiness
Of that pair Of lovers, whose utter ab-
sorption in each others company had
even in his preoccupied state at Sid
mouth, and when he was on his way to
her, attracted his attention.
he had thought Of her constantly,
but a. time went by, and he heard
nothing, gradually he accepted the idea
that she was married, was happy, hold
ing the faster to her woinan's happiness
for the scare she had gone through, the
fate she had barely missed, even as ono
who, struggling out Of dungeon into
Gods air, goeth humbly, lest he pro-
woke the powers to cast him back into
It once more.
Would she beseech his silence as she
had once done! 1t would matter little.
She had been given her chanoe-such
chance as comes but once in life. He
could give her no more. She had been
cursed from birth BY her daughterhood.
She would be cursed by it to the end,
for the sins Of the fathers lie heavy on
tho children even unto these days, and
more grievous than sins to the living
are those every day sinned to posterity.
To Antoine the journey passed quickly
for the simple reason that he dreaded
what awaited him at its end.
"How far distant Is Laud Abbeyl"
he asked q porter when he alighted at
Tintern.
1.-TWO miles across the fields" said
the man, looking at him oddly, flour
BY the road. Might You be wanting my
Lord Trelawnyv
eyes"
The two men eyed each other CLOSELY.
Then the ono who could not hold his
tongue spoke.
"There's trouble up yon," he said.
Jerking his thumb toward Some distant
woods.
"Wherel Laud Abbeyl''
mo. Castle Cassihs. Sir William
have bolted with his wife's friend, as
handsome . slut a. ever walked these
parts. but We dunno where they've got
to. Some do say they're hiding In the
woods.
"And what is IL to do with Lord Ire
lawnyl" said Antoine, curious sense
Of relief telling him how much worse
was the news he had expected,