Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1897-09-09

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replied the captain. rising and going
to the door to open II.
THE devil q was going to say)-they
have locked me in! This Is rather dis
agreeable he exclaimed. trying in
vain to open the door.
KNOCK loudly. the turnkey is prob
ably at the other end of the passage"
said Colonel Greville.
The captain knocked, kicked and
shook the door and called aloud; but
all in vain. No notice whatever was
taken Of the uproar.
What the fiend II was going to say
do they mean? VIII they detain me
here as a prisoner, and be, hem"
The turnkey has left the upper pas
sage. sir. He has probably gone down
to his dinner; 1t Is noon, you see" said
Colonel Greville.
Hem. and how long. pray, does it
take his worship to dineT"
''They have an hour, l think
"And l am to stay locked in here all
that timer"
Unless you can make them hear,
yes, sir"
Halo! help, help! help. Some one
ahoyr' shrieked the captain, beating,
kicking and shaking the door.
The most imperturable silence swal-
lowed up the noise.
"Oh, Fulkei but this is horrible, my
boy. to be shut up in a place and not
to be able to get out" gasped the dis.
mayed captain. out of breath with his
exertions. ami suffocating, also under
the sense of Imprisonment.
b patient, sir; they will be here
presently"
Patient. l could be patient in pain.
but not in prison-Hallo! help! ahoy,
down there! are you all asleep. dead or
drunk? Alloy. 1 say. halo. help!
here. I'm s~mothering!' roared the
captain.
The horrible hubbub must have
reached somebody's ears at last. There
was n rapid running about of feet-a
hurried calling Of vOices-a rushing
sound, and Their the door was suddenly
unlocked, and the terrified face of the
turnkey appeared at it, inquiring, in Il
frightened voice
What has happenedT'
VIVA has ~happenedT May the
demon fly away with me Il was going
to say)' you have locked me in here for
an hour cried the exasperated old
man.
But we always lock the cell doors
when we leave them.' said the turn
key, in explanation. :
The deuce you do. Oh, Fulke. this
is dreadful. If it suffocates me to be
locked in for an hour, even when L
know | can be let out the moment /
can make myself heard, what must ii
be to you. when-Oh. my dear boyT'
"Sir. l cannot feel for myself! Ev-
cry selfish feeling is absorbed ia one
immense trouble-anXiety for Daneyi
But you forget that her mother is wait
ing
I'll go and fetch heri And mind.
Mr.. Turnkey! stand ON guard at the
outside Of the door. If o must; but
don't turn the key on the lady," said
the captain, as he left the cell and hur-
ried down to the prison gates.
In five minutes he reappeared, lead
ing the marquise.
Fulke Greyille rose and stood re-
spectfully to receive his distinguished
visitor. The lady threw aside her long
black veil, revealing a sweet, pale, fad
ed face, softly Swallowed by dlmmed
golden ringlets.
Madame, l have the honor TO pre-
sent 10 You your son-in-law, Colonel
Fulke Greville. Colonel Greville, Mad
anne In Marquise De Glacier said the
old gentleman, who never forgot the
stately courtesy of the Old-fashioned
school of manners. or failed in cere.
mony. Eve in the prison cell.
Fulke Greyille was in the act of bow
4 inn tnxxrlxr hAfA,n th4 lI- -. -
put ont her hands, and taking both his,
looked into his troubled face with in
finite tenderness, saying:
I'VE who meet in mutual sorrow
must not meet as strangers. 1t is your
mother who speaks to you, my SOM
May l be worthy to be called so,
dearest lady" replied Fulke Greyille,
lifting her hands TO his lips.
But YOU are much more than wor-
thy-being his nephew replied the
marquise, turning upon the old man a
look full Of confidence and affection!
All. ii it were not for Mary in
Heaven and my own eighty years.
murmured the tender hearted old tar.
as he seated himself on the side of the
cot bedstead.
SO much of human absurdity min
giles with mems hottest emotions.
"And oh! to reflect that. in addition
to the sorrow of your bereavement,
you suffer the shame Of this false.
mad accusation said the lady tender
ly, as she placed herself upon the
wooden bench and motioned her son
in-law to take a seat by her side.
Yes. that is just what he calls II,
Madame. a mad accusation" as
sented the captain, gruffiy.
Then you, even before you knew
me. V believed itT' said Colonel
Greyille, turning to the lady.
Relieved it? No.! Did any one real
ly believer"
That Is not possible, Madame! Even
Burns, h magistrate that sent me to
prison, could not have credited the
charge. But you see. as you said yorr-
self, Madame--moral conviction is not
legal e~vidence-and the magistrate was
obliged to act according to the evil
dence before him and NOT with tho