Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1897-03-18

Here he lighted lamp. II shown
with blush CLEAN through the hand
some room and on the three standing
there-Arbuckle with his quiet face and
grave manner: Miss Saul like one Of
Gods good angels, resting her devoted
hand on the bowed, iron-gray head Of
the escaped defaulter, who sinking into
the nearest seat. chung to those slim
fingers as drowning man to last
rope. The CRIME Of the riverside prison
was on his garments; his pale. pinched
face-the face of man of culture and
breeding-now wore a fearful. hunted
look. piteous to see,
Arhuckle was the first to speak.
This room is as safe as a fortress;
no one will be allowed to set foot in
side it. Five miles away, in the harhor
at the rivers mouth, | know Of ship
bound tomorrow for the Levant She
will sail when the tide serves-that
is, about midnight. Her captain is an
old friend of mine, and in her. Miss
Saul. Your father may be sent safely
and speedily out of the country"
Whittier he goes | go also" said
Miss Saul.
Something like spasm passed over
Arbuckle's face.
DO you mean that you wish to bear
him company" he asked.
ITO the worlds end" she answered.
He stood for space with is eyes
turned from her
Miss Saul flung herself on her knees
beside her father.
Papa, dear papa" she said, with
a dry sob, 1--WE must trust Mr.. Arbuckle;
he is our only friend. We will go
ahroad-we will find some place in the
Old World where we can live and die
in peace together"
He answered with a groan.
There Is no sacrifice which | will
not make for your sake, papa. Courage
You are quite safe here, | know. In
a few hours we will begin our flight. "
Mr.. Arbuckle withdrew to the door
and turned his back upon the pair while
they made their painful adieu He then
delivered the key of the chamber to the
prisoner, and descending the stairs with
Miss Saul, conducted her back through
the rainy dark to the gate of the par
sonase.
II will keep watch = he said. quietly;
go home and rest in peace. Should
danger threaten, | will send you word. "
"Rest" she shivered, land he hunted
outcast, homeless? How wrong-how
wrong it is of me to involve a third
party in the shame and misery of our
two liyesH
do you begrudge me even this small
pleasure?" he answered, sternly, this
chance Of serving you, which not for
worlds would | have missed? At day
break | will visit the captain of the
Syren; all the necessary preparations for
your flight shall be made Immediately
Go to bed and to sleep, | entreat you!
| She saw him depart across the hedge
then assembled to her own chamber. In
her dripping garments she flung her
self on her knees beside the window
and with her face turned toward the red
prick house among the trees, knelt there,
wearying heaven with her prayers, till
morning.
| Pale and faded she came down to
breakfast with the rector. Something
in his sightless old face made her heart
stand still.
My dear" he said. in a trembling
voice, II have had some early CALLERS
officers from the Jail over the river. "
She could not speak.
"a prisoner escaped from that place
last 1ght," said he God help him
they thought to find him here, no doubt
begged them to search the cottage
and they did-every nook and corner
of it, your chamber excepted, hope
you were not disturbed"
Ii was well that the rector could not
see Miss Saul's face.
NO" she answered, calmly, Il must
have been sleeping" and theirs in a
faint voice, she added, you pray for
him always, uncle; so also dc |. Can
we do more?"
True, sighed the good old man.
Let us hope by this time that he Is
far away. The authorities are search
| ing the town; rewards will be offered
God have mercy on him.
After their quiet dinner she left the
old man mapping in his cool dark study
and DOMINIC hat and mantle, started to
look for the last time on the dear old
church Of st. Mark. Its arched gray
door stood open on this day. for re-
pairs were being made inside the sacred
At cottage near by, Miss Saul found
the lad who acted as organ-blower. and
assembled with him to the loft above
the altar. How cool and dark and quie
locked the long aisles and the echoing
chancel!
Miss Saul seated herself at her be-
loved organ and began to play.
Till the day waned she sat there,
while the arched roof and the shadowy
nave echoed to the exquisite melody she
made. The light of a stained glass
window near by fell on her pale face
and gloritied it. She seemed to have
forgotten all things in this last hour
with the old masters-in the marvellous
melodies her cunning skill invoked