The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-06-06

quick. II he had followed the dictates
OF his heart, he would have sprung for
ward and folded her in his arms. Bu'
he remembered that he was a fe,on. and
restrained himself Agnes went for
ward, downcast and confused. and put
her hand in his. The consciousness OF
her love. the love he had never asked
Tor. made her timid and shrinking.
You see have come, Lynde."
Il do. thank you for Il. and also
FOR calling me Lynde. o Agnes, II
seems so much like the old tines
THE dear old times" she said softly.
20 Lynde, Lynde" And all the terri
Bile change that had come rushed ever
her mind. and she burst into tears.
He smoothed the hair on her fore
head, his hand trembling. his voice
hoarse and unsteady.
Hush. my childl II is al In Cod
hands. Cannot we trust him."
Yes, have. do. But. o Lynde,
only three little months. and then"
She stopped. She could not finish the
sentence.
And then shall have passed away. 4"
he said solemnly. 1t will be better.
perhaps but have iust begun &c learn
how sweet life might be-"
"Lynde. want you to tell me that
you are innocent know that you
are. have never felt a doubt OF that.
but ! want to hear you say it. 1t will
be 10 me great satisfaction"
You are good 10 trust me. Agnes.
am innocent. I would sooner have
died than harm should have come to
Marina. Is that enough?"
Yes, your simple word is al ask.
/ am content"
Il thank you yet again for your trust
in me. But l have never expressed 10
you my gratitude for the little more OF
life given me through your means.
know all the risk you ran. and all the
sacrifice you made, and my heart is
full Of gratitude"
He leaned his head over hers, and
lifted her face-their lips almos;
touched. The temptation that beset
him was almost too strong to be re-
sisted. l; he could kiss her once, he
thought, the remembrance would be so
sweet he should forget all that might
come in recalling it. But he would not.
He was a man convicted and sentenced
70 death for the crime OF murder-his
very touch was pollution.
"Lynde." she said, Il could not have
you die. Why do I not feel the same
terrible anxiety now, wonder? l
know that this time l cannot save you.
and yet feel no fear. seem TO cast 1t
al out Of my mind"
He looked at her curlously. She
seemed like one who saw far away in
the future something so bright and
beautiful that its glory pierced even
the midnight gloom OF the unhappy
present And then. the glow faded,
the light went cut OF her eyes. She
saw only the dreary prison cell, and
dropping her forehead on her folded
arms, she sobbed urrestrainedly
Lynde Graham half lifted his arms to
take her into them. but refrained.
20 Agnesr he said, bitterly, "if I
only could II had right to comfort
you! But you understand what stands
between US!
She understood him fully, then. The
color leaped into her cheeks-she took
her hands gently away from him.
"Lynde, must 90 now. Sometime l
will come again. Good-by."
About this time a very singular cir
cumstance occurred at the Rock.
Quito, the great dog that had been
Marina's, had been absent from home
ever since the marriage Of Mr.. Tren-
holme. A friend of that gentlemen.
sporting character, had borrowed the
dog to take away with him into the
wilds Of New Hampshire, on a hunting
tour he was making with some brother
sportsmen; and now having returned.
he brought Quito home. From the
very first, the dog behaved strangely.
Mr.. Trenholme thought he had been so
long away that he had forgotten his
old friends; but that was not the case,
for he greeted Agnes and the house,
keeper in the most cordial canine man
ner. But he was restless, and III at
ease. He smelled of the floors and the
furniture, and his ears and tail were
erect in an instant at the slightest
sound. He refused to eat, and would
not lie down in his old place on the mat
In the library, but sat in watchful at
titude on the threshold of the sitting
room. Helen Fulton began to make
advances to him at once.
III he'd only let me pat him." she
said to Agnes. "Patting Is the finest
cure for ill-temper. / always pat papa
when ask him for money"
She put out her hand to the dog.
Well be friends, won't we, Quito?"
The dog winked his great intelligent
eyes, and laid his cold nose in her hand.
She put her arms around his shaggy
neck.
IL love you, Quito" she said, enthu-
siastically. Helen loves you! And
let what viii happen she'll stand by
your
The dog barked Understandings, and
looked into her face with eyes that were
almost human.
A little afterward. piercing scream
echoed through the house. II came
from the hall above the main entrance.
Ralph rushed out of the library, where
he was writing, and Agnes. Helen and
Mrs. Trenholme hurried to the place.
For moment they all stood petriiied
with what they beheld.
Quito was holding Imogene pinioned
to the floor with his heavy body, and