The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1898-01-25

Ia S8gM<9 home until ten that
OD&M evening. Perhaps
not until morning,
if the roads were bad.
'Is his wife at homer"
"He is a widower, madam" an
swered the man.
His daughter, then? am sure have
heard that he had a daughter Is she
here?"
Miss Fulton is in the parlor."
"Take me to her at once. Let me see
Miss Fultonv'
What name shall / take to herr"
'None. She does not know me. l will
explain everything to her, and bear the
blame, if any falls
He opened door leading into a spac-
ious room, shadowy with the soft gloom
of crimson curtains, but wonderfully
frightened by the CLEAN of a wood fire
on wide hearth. Before the fire, curl
ed up on lounge a kitten purring in
her lap, and a book in her hand, was
little golden-haired girl of Is or Is.
She startled up at sight of the Wis
itor, and opened her wide, brown eyes
in amazement.
Get down, Juno" she said to the
kitten-then to Agnes, Whom have I
the pleasure of meeting?"
"Are you Miss Fulton?" trembling
ly asked Agnes.
eyes,"
Agnes caught her hand in hers.
"You look good and kind your faith
er must love you. Will you help me?"
ITO be sure, if I can. What shall I
do first? Clean the mud from your habit,
or comb you hair? Both are shocking"
81 know I am in wretched array, but,
my dear girl, I have ridden on horse
back from Portlea, almost 200 miles,
and only halted when my poor horse
could go no further I have been too
miserable to think of my appearance.
have come on an errand of life and
death. Miss Fulton, let me tell you
very briefly my sad story, and then
judge whether l have any chance with
murder at Portlea?"
Eyes. The beautiful young bride was
murdered almost at the altar?''
She was. And you know, perhaps
that there is man under sentence Of
death for this murder?"
Eyes; papa told me-"
"Well, I have come to ask this mans
life of your father. Not his pardon
that were too much to plead or-but
his life, the life of this man. falsely ac-
cused, wrongfully convictedw
Miss Fulton gave a little incredulous
stare.
II think he deserves to be hung
mo; because he is innocent. If he
had done the base deed-though he
were dearer to me than my own soul
I would not lift finger to save him
The girl they said he murdered was my
adopted sister-she was to have been
the wife of my only brother"
And what is this Lyndo Graham tc
your"
Agnes blushed scarlet, and stood
trembling and abashed before the gov
ernor's daughter. But Helen Fulton was
quick-witted; she understood it all, an6
put her hand on the dropping head
caressingly, as she said, softly:
He was your lover?"
NO; not that. But he has been my
companion from my earliest childhood
and and-you can guess the rest
You loved him? Poor girl No won
der you are Wretched. But what if b
did murder herr"
He did not! Never think it for
moment. / would stake the salvation
my soul on his innocence! The rea
murderer is yet to be brought to jus
tice. Will you take my word? Will 20
help me?'
Yes, I think I will" said Heller
ughtfully-"th is, will go to pap
with you, if he don't happen to
bearish. asked him for the money
buy a new bonnet, this morning, al
he told me to go to Flanders-just
if they made Partisan bonnets in tn'
Dutch placer