The Yale expositor., 1897-12-03


Hetherington 10 recover her child.
"Dinna fret, Marjorie" she said, pat
ting the girl on the head; there's
nothing to fear. The mans a knave,
we KEN but he's fool as weel! Bring
harm to his own BARN, not he!-he's
DER sharp to put himself into the power
o. the English law! 'Tis the siller he
wants, and tbs the siller he means to
get!"
But what shall we do?" sobbed Mar
jorie.
"Do?-nothing. Bide quiet a while,
and he'll do something, mark mel"
But Leon-what will become of
Leon?"
"Dinna greet for the BARN; tell we
he's safe enough; after all, he's with
his father"
But he mustn't stop; l must get him
back, or it will kill me-"
You shall have him back, never
fear. Marjorie"
But to-night-what can be done to-
night?"
Nothing, my lassie-absolutely no
ting. Get you to bed and rest you, and
tomorrow I'll tell you what we must
do"
After a good deal more persuasion
Marjorie was induced to go to her
room, but during the whole of that
night she never closed her eyes, but
walked about in wild unrest.
When the dawn broke she descended
the stairs, and to her amazement found
Miss Hetherington in the dining-room,
just as she had left her on the preced-
ing night. The weary hours of vigil
had done their work. her face, always
white, was positively corpse-like; her
thin gray hairs were disheveled, and
her eyes were dim. With a piercing
cry, Marjorie ran forward and fell at
her feet.
Mother" she cried; dear mother,
what is the matter?"
The old woman laid her trembling
hand upon Marjorie's brown head and
smiled.
"'Tis nothing. my child" she said.
''The hours of the night have passed
! DER quickly for me, you see, for I sat
J thinking, and now you see the dawn
! has come. Marjorie, my poor Mar
! jorie! / wonder you can ever find it in
your heart to call me mother!-see
what sorrow has come to you through
me-
Through you? oh, no, no, no."
cay, but tbs so, Marjorie. The sins
| of the fathers shall be visited upon the
| children unto the third and fourth
generation Through my sin you suf-
fer"
do not say 'that-it is not true"
Gay, but it is true. Through my sin
you were made a poor outcast, with no
mother to watch over you, no kind
hand to guide you. When l think on
it, it breaks my heart, Marjorie-it
breaks my heart"
About ten o'clock that morning a
messenger came to the Castle bringing
note for Marjorie. 1t was from Caus-
sidiere, and dated from Dumfries.
81 am here" he wrote, with the
child Do you propose to join me, as
| can force you to do so If choose, or
am to keep the child only? / might
be induced to yield him up to you upon
certain conditions. Let me know what
you mean to do, as my stay here will
not be of long duration. and / am
making arrangements to take Leon
away with me. "Your husband"
LEON CAUSSIDIERE."
Marjories first impulse was to rush
to the place where she knew her child
to be, but Miss Hetherington restrained
her.
"Bide a wee, Marjorie" she said;
well get the BARN and not lose you"
She dismissed Caussidiere's messen-
ger, and sent her own servant for Suth-
erland.
saw him alone, told him in a few words
what had occurred and put Caussi-
dieres letter in his hand.
Bring back the child, Johnnie Suth-
erland," she said, "even IL you have to
kill the father
Sutherland took the letter, and, with
these instructions ringing in his ears.
went to Dumfries to seek Caussidiere
at the place mentioned. He was like
a man demented; the blow had been so
sudden that he hardly realized as yet
what 1t all meant; he only knews that
he had fallen from the brightest hope
to the blacklist despair, and that hence
forth he must endure a living death.
The house he sought was a small inn
in one of the by-streets of Dumfries,
and Sutherland knew 1t well. He en-
tered the place, found shock-headed
servant girl in the passage and asked
for the French gentleman who was
] staying in the house "