The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-12-18

amazed TO see her tremble with excite
ment as she babe him follow her. His
first thought was that the trouble was
known already and old Murrln's death
published though by what agency he was
at loss to understand. The girl appear
ed in sorest distress, yet, disturbed as Oziel
was, even then he found time to notice
how lovely she was. She was about H.
like Justin in many features, but fairer
skinned than he and of a sweet face that
never stormed with rage like his, nor was
it marked with the significant sign of her
race, the mark that repealed folk when
the Hallowells gloomed. Marian in all
things conformed to the puritan standards
Of dress and demeanor, accepting them de-
, murely and becoming them, while Justin
scoffed al their simplicity, desiring the gay
colors and rich stuffs of other lands
At all times, even when they met as
children, Oziel had been warily re-
specttul to her, with a modest cognizance
OF her greater worth, and ever weighted
with the knowledge that his presence near
her was only tolerated because of the
great friendship between her cousin and
him. Always he accepted the fact that
| Justin, last Of her race, the object of her
solicitude even in babyhood, must be first
| in her thought, and in her affection,
while he, with Others stood apart, but
! that night the girl was too carried out of
| herself to tri1e with little ceremonies. She
caught his hand when they were alone in
| an upper chamber, her hair flying in
/ brown from its bands, her cheeks pale and
| her eyes wet with tears.
| Where IS he?" she cried. Has he
| heard? Has he fed already? Is he safe
| from them? Why are you not with him?
| You, his old friend-'tis now he needs you
most o, Oziel! 1 hoped you would stay
by him"
Mistress Marian" Oziel broke in upon
! this burst of questions what mean you?
I have no thought of leaving Justin. He
| is close by, and his upcle-'
His uncle Murrinw the maid cried,
| aghast. NAY, he will not raise a finger
to save Justin! He never loved him, and
he is carried away himself with this fren-
zied talk. He would hand my cousin
over to the magistrates and call it re-
| ligious duty! Where did you leave JUS
tin?"
He IS almost here, but
"Herel Bring him not here, mani IT'S
here they'll search for him. There are
sworn witnesses; there are warrants out
alreadr
Already cried Justin, in utter be-
widerment. There has not been timer
Il tell you the people have gone mad"
Marian said, in hurried earnestness
'Goody Miles is in prison on the word of
children who swear she overlooked them.
| Was ever the like In Salem news comes
many are impeached. What chance will
there be for my unhappy cousin? There
are a hundred witnesses to swear he has
harmed them Oziel, you know how
they tainted him as child at the school!
| And that lamentable mark! Even his I'M
Gle would testify to the charge of witch
craftr'
"Witchcraft! cried Ozlel, and almost
| laughed with relief, finding the assault a t
the landing place was unknown. But
none knew better after a moment s
thought, how much worse this outbreak
of superstidous suspicion made matters.
He had intended to break the news gently,
but now he blurted out the bearers stealth
lily by back door and laid down the body
of the trader on a couch.
Then Marian's courage and control as
serted themselves grandly. Where Oziel
feared she would weep or scream
after the manner of distressed maids, she
resoluteIy faced this last blow. For a
second she lowered about old Gabriel, and
then, holding her tears ran to Justin S
side, and clasped his arm. She paid no
heed to the presence of the stranger; her
thought was all of her unfortunate kins-
man. Very rapidly she told him of the
| commotion in the town, of the outcry
against witches and wizards, of his being
accused, of the warrants issued that aft
! ernoon, of her expectation that any min
ute might witness his arrest And every
time she halted for breath she entreated
him to fly. But Justin grew stubborn and
flew into a passion, as he always did at
the mention of the superstitions which
! had made his late life burden.
| Justin! Cousin!' Marian urged, en-
treating him with caresses. Remember!
1t means death! They talk of hanging
them at Salem! For my sake, for your
lost fathers sake, for the sake of our
home, and what your duty is regarding it,
| fly 1t will be but for a time till this
madness vanished! Fly, Justing'
Dixey Lynch found his tall presence
forgotten in this excited talk, but the tall
seaman stood in the shadow of a corner
and listened with great apparent interest.
Now, when Justins wrath famed, he
leaned forward with parted lips and
watched the lad eagerly The youth s
brow was clearly seen in the light Of the
candles and on it Dixey Lynch's eyes were
| intently fixed When Justin stamped his
foot as he did, and defed the townspeople,
Lynch drew back to his corner, and an
instant change came over him. The bluff
seaman, who with cynical indifference had
watched his friend fall, disappeared, and
in his place a delighted, triumphant trick
ster STOOD His red face broadened to a
| grin; his fingers snapped; he turned to.the
wall as If to hide his glee, and, with arms
akimbo danced lightly on his long legs a
quaint step such as merry-andrews do for
the pleasure of gaping countrymen. And
while he danced so lightly and silently to
a ghostly, unheard tune, he whispered, as
IL to the wall, in sweet, triumphant salts
| faction.
Its there, the mark! Fallah, falla-
lahl He's got the mark. fallahl'
That mood lasted but an unobserved in
slant, and the next he turned round with
another complete change of look and man.
ner. The sailorman, the mountebank,
both vanished, and he approached Marian
Hallowell with most winning courtesy
hat under arm and bowling like lord at
| court.
Fair Mistress Marian" said he, 81
perceive tonight is no time for ceremony
else would l introduce myself, Capt Dix
ey Lynch of the Golden Wish sloop, now
outside the harbor who is proud to be at
your service with more suitable reverence
In a manner, perhaps 1 may hold myself
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