The Red Cloud chief., 1898-08-26
CHAPTER III,-(Continued.)

be killed. said the good woman, draw
ing Day in by the hand.
Yes, Bell" said Day, her voice
broken and painting, There's some n
down there who, ! I'm afraid. has been
killed by it." And, as briefly as pos
sible, she told what had occurred.
Now, Bell, what l wish you to do
Is to run and get Jamie, and come
down with me to the road. | think
you and jamie can manage to carry
him up between you" Bell was con-
sidered one of the strongest women
within the island. "Then jamie must
go to Crag Castle for the doctor as fast
as ever he can"
Bell did not oppose her young mis-
tress, though 1t was with a consider
able amount of fear that she ventured
forth.
jamie, the farm lad. was still worse.
hanging back in evident terror, and
starting nervously at every flash. But
both were awed to a solemn silence
when they looked upon the white ana
apparently dead face turned upward to
the stormy sky. and every few seconds
illuminated by the awful glare Of the
lightning.
Hes a deid man." said Jamie pres
emily, in a low, awe-stricken voice.
There's no use carrying him up to the
house, missis; it's wasted labor"
"No. no. do as | tell YOU said the
= girl, with an imperiousness she could
use at times. There may still be life
H. Ill., l. - .N, a,I God
may spare 1t. Garry him into the
house. and then run down to Mr..
Banks. Jamie. and ask him 10 let you
saddle his horse and ride to Crag Cas-
tie as fast as ever you can for the
doctor"
Her orders were obeyed. In less
than ten minutes the unconscious man
was lying on the couch in the sitting
room. and Jamie was hurrying 20
Farmer Banks, sorely against his will,
though the storm was already begin
ming to abate.
Meanwhile Bell, who had not been
in a Doctors household for twenty
years for nothing, tried. with such sim
Dle remedies as she could think of, to
restore the young man to conscious
ness. But all her efforts were of no
avaii-the deathly pallor. the fixed
rigidity of that strong face still re-
manned unbroken.
81 fear-I fear" said Bell. standing
rp and shaking her head at last.
there's not much hope here, Miss Day.
Ay, It's a sad thing. such a notebook
ing young fellow as he is, and a gen.
tleman, as any n may see. We'll,
I've done all can, so you'd better come
away, dearie, and leave him till the
doctor comes"
IL shall stay here with him. Bell.
You can go and see about your work.
said the girl quietly. He might come
out of 1t, you know; and 1t would be
terrible If there was no one beside him
when he recovered consciousness"
Just as you please, Miss Day" said
the faithful Bell. But she shook her
head as she went out of the room, NUT
tering: "Ah, the poor BARN! she has
not seen death as often as l have"
Day sat perfectly still in her chair
little distance away from the couch
with her eyes fixed on the face lying
on the cushion.
Something in it fascinated and al
most mesmerized her. She could not
withdraw her eyes. SO young a face
1t was, so handsome. so refined! And
only half an hour 6 the owner had
been full of youthful strength and
energy. and had perhaps been think
ing, as he sped along that long coun'
try road, of many a plan and scheme
for his future life. And now he lay
there, cold and still, and they said nj
was dead. Oh, 1t could not be! 1t could
not.
A low cry burst almost involuntarilS
from Days lips, and, rising from hei
seat, she went to the couch. falling ~
her knees beside 1t, and covering hel
face with her hands.
God have mercy" she prayed
speaking aloud in her passionate earn
estness.
Her head sank lower. and for a Ions
time she remained kneeling thus, feel
ing the warm tears run down he
cheeks and drop on the cushion 81
which the unconscious mans hea'
~rested-the tears of pity for the un
et>@
known and lonely stranger, who's
friends could not weep for him becaus'
they did not know what had befallei
him.
Suddenly Day fancied she felt a mo
ton beside her, as II the man had sigh
ed or drawn a long breath. With
nervous start she looked up quickly.
The eyes in the midst of that death
ly pale FACET was no less pale thai
~before-were wide open, and staring a
~her with strange ixity.
- For a moment a vague. powerles'
superstitious fear rushed over Day
soul. seeming to clutch her heart II
an icy grasp. The face was still 8
like that of a dead man, and the eye
seemed to have NJ sight In them.
Then she summoned her brave, VIC
manly spirit to her aid, and, putin
out her hand, gently placed 1t on nj!
Don't speak," she said, very softly
And Nav uolcrnvy'a voice was one d