Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1897-01-21

not gricye for myself now. I seem
changed since yesterday; all the evil
spirits of despair and terror that nave
been tormentilg me for so many
weeks past have vanished. and LETT
my soul in Il peace that passeth un.
derstanding.' Il sunshine Of the breast,
that l cannot comprehend. but only
receive in awe and gratitude
AS Mr.. Goodall did not Immediately
answer, but only watched her III s'lcht
wonder. she continued:
81 feel as if were OH the eve "f 4
journey, going home to my father ana
mother. and friends and above oil.
to that Heavenly Father who knows
nv innocence of this imputed guilt.
and in whose Divine Mercy l nave
never ceased to trust through the lark
est DAYS of my despair and terror.
Mr.. Goodhall was reading her very
soul, and, therefore, he would not re-
ply as yet,
Suddenly she held her hand out TO
him. and said:
MIR. Goodall, hitherto YOU have sup
posed that only protested my lnho-
cence because l hoped. through suce
protestations, to be believed and saved.
But now you must know that not
shadow of hope remains to me-.
II do know it," said the minister,
earnestly.
"And. therefore, now that l haze
lost all hope of mans mercy. ana
know that must certainly die to-mor-
row morning, you will believe me when
1 repeat. as l hope for Gods mercy
/ am guiltless of the crimes for when
l am to suffer-" said Eudora, solcmnly.
81 do believe you; l am constrained
to have faith in your innocence lear
Eudora, forgive me that ever doubted
you"
'"There is nothing to forgive. since
it was inevitable that you should at
first think as all the world did; but
there is much to be grateful for, now
that you have confidence in me. And
now that we understand each oth,r.
YOU can indeed give me much COM
fort said Eudora. holding out her
hand, which he took and held, while
he said:
81 will attend you to the last, dear,
unhappy girl.
But you are ill, and must not IA
tigue yourself.
II will he with you to the last" re-
pcated the minister. ut will be time
enough for me to rest when you are
in Heaven"
Meanwhile. what had become of An
nella Wilder. since her daily visits to
the prison had been prohibited, and
her eccentric inroads into Malcolm
Montrose's lodgings had ceased?
Amelia, for the last few days, had
restricted herself to the Anchorage
and it's immediate envirOnS, where her
burning cheeks and blazing eyes. and
feverish manner. excited the serious
alarm of her relatives.
"That dear baby is going to be i'll.
and she ought to be looked AFTER"
said Mrs. Stilton. who Immediately
ordered a foot-bath and certain herb
teas to be taken by the patient at
night
And with unusual docility Amelia
obeyed saying to herself:
II have need Of a cool head, and
would drink a pint of bitterest worm
wood. and plunge my limbs into boil
ing water. if l thought that would
take away the burning pain in my
head that prevents me from thinking
clearly
And so She took-not her own des-
perate prescription, but the milder one
Of Grandmother Stilton. And she
arose the next morning like an expir-
ing fire. and protesting herself much
better
But, on this last day. no one took
notice OF Amelia. All the inmates of
the house seemed to be possessed Ut a
sort of half-restrained frenzy in view
Of the tragedy to be enacted the next
lnorning-that dread tragedy. in which
the life of a young girl was to be
publicly offered up in expiation of an
atrOciouS crime.
They had all known Eudora. and
even those who believed her guilty
felt overshadowed and oppressed by
the horror of her coming doom, now
that it drew so near.
Tho two ancient dames-they were
both so old that trifing difference of
eighteen years between the ages of
the mother and daughter was Of no
sort of account-sat lovingly side by
side, in their easy-chairs near the
drawing room chimney corner, where,
summer and winter, a little fire was
always kept burning for cheerfulness.
II have lived too long. Abby, my
dear-I have lived too long. now that
l see little girls as should be innocent
as cherubs. and never come to no more
harm than the soiling of their bibs,
and getting smacked by their nurse,
actually dipping their hands in hui
man blood. and being hanged. Yes,
Abby, my dear, have lived clear
away into an age of the world as l
wasn't born and brought up in. and
don't know nothing about. And if the
good Lord hasn't forgot to send for
me, 1 don't know the reason why I'm
left. And 1 think had better CO."
said Mrs. Stilton, despondingly.
Don't say that. mother You are
the head of the family, which don't
know what we would do without you.
And I have been used to you all my
life. And me and you have always
been together ever since can remem
Der. Think o the poor little haber-
dashcry shop as we kept when we
were both left widdies!-and how you
comforted me when that boy O. mine
~ n AWAY and went RI Sno. which LITTLE