Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1896-11-05

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Sit Down, While I Take on Those
Handouts.
to sit down while the gaoler received
fine warrant for her confinement, en-
Tered iner name upon the prison books,
gave a receipt for her person and dis
charged the policemen, who immedi-
ately left.
When they were gone the gaoler
looked with the utmost interest and
sorrow upon the unhappy girl left i'll
his custody; and well he might, for 1t
was the father of Eudora whose kind
efforts had procured his appointment
to the office which he now held.
He went to a small cupboard in the
wall and poured out glass OF sherry,
which he brought to her, and, with pa
ternal kindness, compelled her to
drink.
The generous wine certainly called
back the ebbing tide Of her life, and
when Mr.. Anderson saw this lie said:
"Do not be too much cast down,
Miss Leaton. Hope for the best.
Meantime, while you are left in my
charge, l will try to make your con-
tinement as easy as I can, consistently
with my duty and your safe keeping"
relinuuished it and hurried away to
81 thank you," breathed Eudora, in
a low voice, and with a slightly sur
prised look; for the poor child's alb
stract idea Of gaolers had been that
they were terrible, avenging demons,
;,5ood tho o1,onQ of mon hnf
being set aside from common human
nature by reason of their odious Office.
And to see in this dreaded monster a
benevolent little man, who spoke gen.
tly and acted kindly was new reve-
lation.
"And now will take you to you cell,
where at least you may lie down and
take the rest that you seem to need SO
much. I will make you as comforta.
bic as circumstances will admit; ana
as you are not here for punishment,
but only to await your trial, you may
be allowed many privileges that are
denied to those who are confined for
offenses."
II thank you," again sighed the poor
girl, whose tortured brain could shape
no other form Of reply, and whose
aching heart could take no interest IN
the minor comforts or discomforts OF
her situation, while the appalling cal.
amity Of her approaching trial and
probable fate stared her in the face.
But she quietly arose and followed
the gaoler, who led her back
into the hall, up fight Of steep stone
stairs, and along q narrow corridor
fanked each side by grated doors.
About midway down the length OF
this corridor, he paused and unlocked
door on the right hand, and led his
prisoner into a stone cell, very small
but very clean, having a grated win
dow at the back, and furnished With
cot-bed, and a wooden stand and
chair
81 place you here" said Mr.. An
derson, because the window looks
down upon the prison garden and out
over the heath, so that your eyes may
travel though your feet may not. And
now sit down, if you please, while
take off those handouts"
Eudora sank into the only chair.
and held up her hands while the ga
oler relieved her Of those CALLING fet-
tiers, which, long after they had been
removed, left livid circles around those
OellCGle WflSlS u SLOW Wueie tueS
had pressed.
"And now will go and send one
of the female turkeys to bring you
what you need. And if there is any
thing that WILL cannot say add to
your comfort, but-detract from your
discomfort, send word by her to Inc.
if possible, you shall BE- accommodated
with what you want" said Anderson,
leaving the cell and locking the door.
Eudora took off her bonnet and
shawl, cast herself upon the narrow
bed, closed her eyes, threw her arms
up over her head-it was almost with
a sense of pleasure that she felt them
free again-and abandoned herself to
the natural attitude of the prostra-
ton of grief.
She had scarcely lain thus for five
minutes when the door was again IN
locked, and a woman, coarse in per-
son, but civil in demeanor, entered the
cell. bringing basin, pitcher of water.
and a towel, all Of which she placed
upon the stand.
Hearing this woman moving about
the cell. Eudora, without changing her
attitude, listlessly opened her eyes.
The woman then pointed to the con.
venience she had brought, and said:
MIR. Anderson wishes to know II
there is anything else you would like"
Eudora shook her head in silence,
and the woman retreated, and once
more locked the prisoner in.
Two or three hours passed, in which
Eudora, lying still upon her narrow
prison bed in the dull anguish of dis
pair, felt as If her heart was slowly
and painfully dying, but without the
hope of ultimate death.
Everyone who has suffered the ex-
tremity Of suspense, grief, or dis
pair, knows the dread sensation Of
this dying life, or death. 1t is that
which even In youth, In health, and In
q lew hours, has power to wrinkle
the brow, whiten the hair, and dis
organize tho heart.
1t was quite dark, when the female
turnkey, whose name was Barton, en-
tered the cell, bringing Eudora's sup.
ner on q tray AMI saying: