Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-09-09

r. uN~ASS ei;dt Tau htpt tQ1t COlN IGtScC,
spite OF every temptation TO change it,
ready fer 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 ihe could
not take money for convictiug the
woman whom from the bottom of his
soul he had pitied, tried to shelter, and
III spite of all things loved, and as the
train swiftly bore him away his spiri.
quailed before the task set to his,hand.
1t Is difficult, almost impossible, for a
manly man to round On woman, and
Antoine had never attempted to do.so to
this one. He had only tried to get her
away from the Straubenzees before she
could harm them, but she had prayed
SO strenuously for a fair start, a 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: II was
not murder this time. or the whole
world would know it. She had PERHAPS
done worse-killed human soul with
her black art. destroyed the happiness
OF that pair of lovers, whose utter alb
sorptlcn 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 as time went by, and he heard
nothing, gradually he accepted the idea
that she was married, was happy, hold
ing the faster to her woinans happiness
for the scare she had gone through, the
fate she had barely missed, even as one
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 chance-such a
chance rs comes but once in a life He
could give her 10 more. She had been
cursed from bil:h by her daughterhood.
She would be cursed by it to the end.
for the sins of the fathers lie heavy on
the children even unto these days, and
more grievOus than sins to the living
are these every day sinned to posteritv.
TO Antoine the journey passed quickly
for the simple reason that he dreaded
what awaited him at its end.
How far distant is Laud Abbev:"
he asked porter when he alighted at
Tintern.
1.-TWO miles across the fields" said
the man, looking at him eddy. "four
by the road. Might you be wanting my
Lord Trelawny?''
Yes
The two men eyed each other closely.
Then the one who could not hold his
tongue spoke.
There's trouble nd yon." he said
jerking his thumb toward some distant
woods.
Where's Land Abbey:"
NO. Castle Cassilis Sir William
have bolted with his wife's friend, as
handsome slut as ever walked these
PARTS, hut we dunno where they've got
to. Some do say they're hiding in the
woods.
And what is it to do with Lord Ire
awny::' said Antoine, a curious sense
Of relief telling him how much worse
YVES the news he had expected.
The man laughed.
"He wanted to marry Sir Williams
wife himself. That's all. He be power
full set On his own way, and p'raps he'll
get her yet, = he added as he took the
ticket from Antoine's hand, then point
ed out to him Tic way he should take
across the fields and stood watching him
rs he took it.
"a good SORT" he said. glancing down
at the small coin left in his hand.
Lord, why do all Londoners look so
hungry, 1 wonder: P'raps it's because
food don't nourish nobody without fresh
air"