Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1898-01-07


til the darkness swallowed him.
"What strange things do his word
forecast?" he muscd 81 hope nothing
ill will como Of this. Yet | feel will
witness a scene tonight may not sooi
forget All, why did l consent? ! know
not to what evil doing have pledge,
myself. Ecod, I'll run after him am
tell him l cannot agree to blindly fol
low his wishes. But, no, " he muttcrcd
turning back again, "lct come wha
may. 1t is too late now. l shall kec.
my word.
AT II o'clock Pearl street was as 81
lent rs street in deserted town
Nothing could be heard but the di,tau
cry of the rattle watch as they told TIN
hour. An occasional light burned in "a
upper window, but for the most par
all good New Workers were asleep. TN
sky was yellow, the moon floating ahov
the durmcr windows pcepcd forlornl.
from a mist, and dampncSs had crcp
into the air which for,hudcd IL storm.
The lIiudoo and his master va}hct
almost noisclossly along until tine,
stood before Peters house In an uupc
window the curtain was drawn aside
and a candle burned ON tho Winduy
sill.
"Giyo the signal, Rao," diroct.,
Way ling
The Hindoo picked up fragment O
stone and threw it against the window
1t struck the glass clearly, family. Ih
the tick of clock They saw Pete
peer down for second, very pale am
anxious, and in a few moments ne soft
ly opened the door.
HAS be Gomez" Whispered Wayliuj
as they entered the hall
AYE, but one word in your car. II
is drunk and at your mercy PIoms
there will be no violence done here q
night " I
"No violence" Wayling whi-por
back, motiunug to the Hiudootoa,cs !
the stairs. "Ho shall die uaiulo-s |
That is moro than he deserved, but5 !
he shall.
"WMt are you saying, man; W
mean YOU: asked Peter aghust. |
That h. must die Not here, if u !
refuse, then On the etroct-tonight-
morrow! What matters time or IApso |
that II o. soon-soon; Come, let us,-
ten. We waste time.
"Ah, have been bitterly dccriV by
you, said Peter in "a hot wm-ulmd !
TINS disappointment in his h,rcurt
him almost as much rs thc t,uor tAo
mysterious something d. Was ay to
witness. "You have trapped me tu u
vile plot against mau's Iiaud |
thought you-wcll, no matter VI !
was fool But swear ycul mnot
make me party to this murdEl pre-
arranged, revolving, COLI blood muir
der! ! would rather cut off right |
hand than serve your ends, SRI viii
arouse the house"
"Potcr, hcmkcn to ne. You III not
do SO, " said the other ,oftly, lIue lis
hand upon the lads sl1uld,rFI lock-
ing deeply into his eyes "'i- man
has wronged me to al amour beyond
your power Of calculation. ask YOU
only 10 hear what l shall 4 ! only
ask you that. If aft, -ward hu d.-iI'
Cautlcy to 20 free, nlr "A Ting shall te
laid upon him while under 1ur I,ut.
Think you / could lolk you Nuur eyes
and speak falsely? Trust u
The hand pressed mou.irmly ca
Peters shoulder, anG he sgrod him
self to be half led . the Sin, which
he assembled like ON, IN Gam. Upon
the first landing the lliudowditoi for
them. His face was SIT wa quiet de-
termination, and his eyes Jre like hill.
liants. Without a word thehlcd NJ tAo
narrow stairway to he ID little room
next the sky, where Pete studied his
parts, wrote his solnets ind dreamed
his dreams.
Cautloy lay Sleeping ION chiutz
covered couch set ;gainithe opposite
wall He brcathed leavil His face WAS
darkly flushed, hisbcad brown back,
his waistcoat p,rtiall unbuttonod,
showing his throat
"Asloep!" oxclimo( Wayling, adj
vancing to his side hislce palins and
contracting rs h gs'd upon him.
"And he can slccI in tinquiIIty. Ills
pity to disturb him,'ut our time Is
short, our bushes prgng. Awaken
And he shook hin fordly ly the shoul-
ders.
"Eh? En-? Whit not Don't bother,
Peter. Let me e,"Nas the sulltn,
sleepy answer.
Edward Cauloy, here is one here
wants to speak % "a. Sit up. You
have been sleeping T. long, by far too
long"
"Who speaks!' mttered the drunk
ard, starting into asitting posture, a
strange expression tossing his silly
face "Who speaks: 'he whispered
His eyes met WaYg's fastened mp
on him, and with ishrill scream he
fell back against t wall, mumbling
incoherCnt PRAYERS, J. arm raised as If
to ward off blow.
"He thinks me a better born Of his
drunken stupOr Wmust arouse him.
Fill yondor kit wit water, Rao, and
battle his head with" directed Way
ling.
The Hindoo obcyuonly too well. He
drcnchcd the unforuate creature until
he sputtcred and gasd for breath and
left him limp and elausted, but thor
oughly wide awake.
lyon know me bw?" asked Way
ling, standing feVeet away, whore
the candlclisht fell his frosty hair.
Cautley hclplosslYoddcd,
"You see, am neload, l. have como
Dut of the grave to fd you"
"To-to-kill me gaSped Cautloy.
surely"
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