Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1896-04-02

| condemned 10 death" continued the
good woman trying TO comfort the
prisoner while assisting at her toilet.
But the ~shuddering young creature
seemed incapable OF reply.
''Oh. dear, dear, what can l say 10
you: Can't you still trnst in God!
sighed the nm
No. Eudora could not. Innocent, yet
condemned. she felt her faith in God
and man utterly fail and lacking this
support in her hour of extremity, she
sank beneath her weight of affection;
and as soon as she was dressed ana
out of the hands of Mrs. Barton, she
fell again upon the bed and buried
her head in the pillow.
Her breakfast was brought her by
another turnkey, and Mrs. Barton
took it from his hand and set il on the
little table. while she entrcated the
prisoner to rise up and try to partake
of it. And Eudora, in the perfect do
cility of her spirit, sat up on the side
of the bed. and took the cup of coffee
in her hand and attempted 10 drink
il. but in vain: and then, with a de-
%precating look she handed the cup
back to Mrs. Barton. and sank down
upon Illt Dfu. Iht SpDu "OLIdlA w"
thai she could not swallow. and so
she sent the untasted breakfast away.
4 few minutes after this. Malcolm
MontroSe. attended by the governor
of the jail. came ito the cell. MI. An
derson left him at the door, and re-
tired to a short distance in the lobby
Malcolm had forced himself into a
state Of compOsure, and nothing but
the deadly paleness of Ills face be-
trayed his inward anguish.
When he entered the cell Eudora
was still lying on the outside Of the
bed, with her face buried in the pill
low, while the female turnkey stood by
her side.
How is she:" breathed the visitor,
in the hushed tones Of deep o
1Oh. sir. she has not uttered one
word. or swallowed one morsal since
her conviction. Speak To her, sir; per,
haps she will answer YOU said Mrs.
Barton.
do YOU speak TO her; tell her that
I am here requested Malcolm, In a
faltering voice. as he struggled TO re.
tain an outward composure.
The woman bent over the stricken
girl. and whispered:
Miss LeatOn. dear, here is your
cousin, Mr.. MontrOse. come t o see
YOU. Won't YOU turn and look al
him."
The name Of Malcolm broke the spell
Of dumb despair that bound her
Starting up. she caught the hands oil
her cousin i'm both her own. and gaZ
ing in an agony Of supplication in his
face, she exclaimed:
"Oh, Malcolm. save me from this
fate! No n will save me unless yor
do
He dropped upon his knees beside
The bed, and bowed his head upon hel
tinging hands, and answered. i'm ;
broken voice:
"Eudora, all that man earn do shall
be done to save you. I would pouI
Il my hearts best bkoed To deliver
you"
Malcolm" she exclaimed. still cling
ing to his bands as the drowning elm,
to the last plank. and gazing down OF
s his bowed face. with her eyes dilate,
and blazing between wild terror ant
ina hope, Malcolm. I did not d,
what they say | must die for, va,
know L did not. Oh. surely ther,
h'ho' " Sohit way W prove lt-SOm,
way that you can find out. oh, Nal
colin. try-try hard to save me from
this fate! Oh. do not think that l an
a coward. Malcolm. Ii is not death
fear. ] should not dread dying in m,
bed with some devoted friend besid,
me. rs swee Agatha died, But to b
hung. to die a violent. struggling
shameful death. with all the peopl
looking ut me.-oh. for Heavens sake
Malcolm, save me from such madden
ing horror"
"Eudora. child. love. 1t is not neces
sary for you to- urge me so earnestly
l would give my body to be bM.ne
II that would save you. and all tina
human power can accomplish shaI
be tried To deliver, you. l have nc
been idle since your conviction. A
ready l have set ON foot n scheme b
which l hope to serve you!" reptile
Malcolm.
'Oh, Malcolm. devoted friend, b,
fore you came in l feared that eve
God had forsaken me. but now I d
not think So. Your plan, dear frien,
what is it,"
Mr.. Mmtrose had not intended
tell her Of his mission to London, lei
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