The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1896-01-04

'"OhluS uuSneQ ana put out.
native came running from the ad-
joining compound belonging to q house
winch, on account of the reputation it
had gained for unhealthiness, was unoc-
cupIed, and now formed a convenient
short cut to the parade-ground.
Looking up with casual interest, Mrs.
Knox attention was arrested by his
terrified expression. and she stopped
short i'll her complaints.
Nv hat is it" she asked, sharply.
The man, a respectable-lo looking servant
of the Mussulman caste. was for some
time uninteligible by reason of his fright.
and could only fold bis hands and inn
! plore pardon for the fault he declared he
! had not committed. 1t was only after
an impatient cross-eXamination that Mrs.
! Knox elected the fact that ''Sahib" was
| lying dead some few yards away.
More likely tipsy, was her contemptu-
| Gus observation
II took them some minutes to reach the
| spot indicated, and then when they came
within few yards of it. Mrs. Knox
| hurried on, TO spare her daughter what
might be an unnecessary shock But rs
| she came up and saw who it was. she
| forgot every consideration in her own
/ horror The first glance had assured her
! that the servants suppoStiOn was cor
| rect-the man was indeed dead: and as
she had swiftly scrutinized his features
another truth was borne upon her, that
! he had not died by his own hand. She
| could not repress scream.
| 1T Is Jacob n-murderedv she
cried, and turning, was just in time to
catch her daughter i'll her arms or she
would have fallen TO the ground
Mother, say he is not dead! 1t can't
| be true. He is i'll, hurt; but not that-not
| that
! Against her firm conviction Mrs. Knox
| knelt down, and laid her hand uDon his
! heart his pulse. and even upon his fore
| head. from which the blood was trickIina
! slowly down. He was warm still, and for
moment she thought he was alive. She
! raised his head upon her knee. and sent
| the native for water in the almost forIorn
| hope that it might be of use.
For the first time Jane acknowledged
! the good looks which to every one else
had been always patent; and looked upon
! HIM with pity that though in nowise akin
| to love, was Yet so tender that the tears
came yelling INTO her eyes as she thought
! OF ms lost opportunities and possibilities
| of good
! down? The question fell upon her minds
| ear so clearly that inyoluntariIv she
! turned to see if any one had spoken.
They were alone still, her mother and
| she, with all that remained of the man
to whom she had been engaged. and 70
whom she had been so dear He would
never vex her more. She wished she had
| been less impatient of that love which
! she had never valued. Now that il had
! vanished from her life, she felt it MS n
| loss. Yet only Il week before she dread
| ed his very presence. and begged Stephen
Prinsep's aid in delivering her from his
/ attentions.
Il will get rid of him somehow, never
! fear" he had assured her
Was it possible that in that Law the
answer to the question which was trou-
bling her? Had he taken these terrible
means of removing Jacob Lynn from her
path forever? oh, heaven forbid!
! Mrs. Knox laid the head of the hand
! some hussar gently on the ground again
and rose to her feet.
1T is no good. Jenny-he is dead"
And rs she spoke some troopers from
| the barracks came running up. Full of
| conjecture as to the cause of his death.
| they surrounded him 1T once, and as
| they did So sudden remembrance
! struck Jane that, before their feet had
obliterated it, there had been the mark
| of boot SO distinctly printed on the
| soft, sandy soil that a triangular cut in
the sole had been clearly visible. There
! We're no such marks on the boots of Jacob
| Lynn.
| The only clew lay in James keeping,
and it seemed to her as though the foot
print had been seen by her aIone-that
| she, who had been the indirect cause of
| his death, might be also its avenger.
| A court of inquiry was convened by
the Colonel, but nothing transpired at If
! beyond the fact that the murdered man
| had once been engaged to marry the
! quartermaster' daughter. This lent to
| the affair an adventitious interest, and
! public curiosity was proportionately dis
| appointed when it was decided that to
| call Mrs. Knox and her daughter to give
| evidence would be needlessly distressing
| them.
| Died by the hand of some person or
! persons unknown" was the verdict.
| And so the matter was allowed to rest
| The deceased had no relations to insist
! upon further investigation, and the gen
| eral opinion seemed to be that all inquiry
| would be of no avail. 1t had probably
! been a drunken brawl: and even if there
| had been any witnesses to it, a feeling of
| loyalty would prevent them from saying
| what they knew would ruin fellow
/ soldier. They would indeed be apt TO
| look only too leniently on a crime that.
| though so fatal in its results had yet been
accidental. and not the fruit of malice.
Yet his death had been a great shock
IN a lnl ont nd no by-
felt was shown by the number of those
who followed him to the cemetery. Most
of the officers were present-amOng them
| the Colonel and the Adjutant- just
/ as the service began the wife and daugh-
/ ter of the quartermaster came up quietly
! and stood beside the grave. Mrs Knox
was darby dressed. though not actually
/ in black, out of regard to the melancholy
/ occasion; but Jane was in rigid mourn
| ing, and her pale face looked the whittier
/ by contrast with her sable gown.
The quartcrmaster was not with them
/ and when the funeral rites were ended
/ Stephen Prinsep moved toward them with
! the intention of seeing them home. But
/ Jane. with a gesture Of repugnance that
| he could not understand. still less ac-
/ count for. shrunk back behind her mother
+ and drew her quickly away.
! For a moment their eyes had met. and
! the Colonel stood inert. utterly incapable
/ Of speech or action. transfxed by the look
/ of fear strangely mingled with contempt
/ that she had cast upon him.
/ When he recovered himself, she and
/ her mother were out of sight. and the
/ troops moving noisily away reminded him
! that there was no reason he should re-
/ main behind
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