The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-10-16

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herself doomed and thanked God that her
| sufferings would soon be over. Unfcrtu-
| nately, however the fancy seized an
| other of the gang that he would marry
| her. At first the others refused to allow
| this, but he being a man of power among
them carried his point and won the day,
| Bronsons own sister saying to her Fred
| Horribly will be a better reVenger Of poor
| Dicks death than anyone could be. When
his fancy has worn off, he will lead you
life in comparison with which hell itself
would be preferable. He shall marry
| you.
But she escaped?' I was intensely in
terested in Rosey's story
Yes, she escaped. She says she scarcely
knows how. She made, as a matter of
fact a rope of her bedclothes and cur
tains and let herself down into the street
from a second story window. Then came
the difficulty, where was she to go? The
only one in all the world that she could
think of was me-and she managed to
make her way TO Northtowers-for she
had a little money, about EDO, hidden
among her clothes. She found this poor
little lodging, and then finding that she
had not been tracked she ventured to
send for me- tell you, Joe she was
an object-a pitiable object. She might
nave been any age. l never saw such q
shadow"
But what are you going to do with
| herr" I asked. Fifty, or was 1t thirty
pounds, won't last long in lodgings, and
she will be known sooner or later. 1 mean
1t will be known that she is here. Some
one is sure to recognize her."
AT first all that fitted through my
head, joe" said my wife, nodding her
pretty blonde head wisely at me. II was
boiling over with passion, so much so
that l was fairly beside myself. She en-
treated me to tell nobody at all of her
hereabouts, only to let her rest for few
days until she could make up her mind.
CHAPTER III.
II had my own idea all along as TO
what would be her wisest course to fol-
low" Rosey went on, but 1 said moth
ing about that. I just let her babble on
about getting out to California or to New
Zealand and being servant to some one
or other. Servant, indeedr' Rosey wound
up, Indignantly.
"Well?"
"Well, Joe, l kept the secret safely
enough, going every day to sit with her.
and l got her some clothes fit to be seen
for she was in rags and l took her port
" III ihh, hiCe llluSS TO eat, ana few
pleasant things to use-scent and washes
and nice soaps and so on. But after sew
eral days, when she was beginning to get
pulled together little, they tracked her"
Her own people?'
Yes; If you can call them so, for she
had not a relation in the world. only
those who were connected with her
through her marriage with John Bron-
SON."
but her mother-Mrs Rolleston was
her mother, wasn't she?"
"Yes-but she is dead: she died wear
ago MlHicent does not know whether the
others had hand in helping her out
of the way or not. She only knows that
she died. Well, Joe. as I said, they
tracked her TO Northtowers and to
Queen Elizabeth street-they, mean the
brute who wanted her-the brute who
helped to reduce her to the cowed skele-
ton that she is, and then suddenly chang
ed front and began TO make his loathsome
love TO her. l walked right In as usual
and found him holding her in his arms
and she shuddering and crying, oh. don't
touch me, don't touch me! / hate youl
III never marry you-never-never! II
there wasn't another man in the world
1 would not look at your"
" But there is another man. he Kissed
] assure YOU Joe, his face was liyid and
murderous, I never saw anything human
look so like fiend in all my life before
though she expected him to strike her
and then all at once she drew herself up
and faced him. Yes she said. in a pine-
| ing voice, there is another-a man-ona
as far about you and such as you as
| God is above the earth. He is not for
me-stained as / am with contact with
such wolves as you are, but the mere
knowledge that he loves me is shield
| forever from all the evil that I have
known and mingled with Now kill me
Il you like-the sooner the better
He caught her" Rosey went on. her
! eyes blazing, her hands moving to and
| fro according TO the dramatic need of tha
moment, "by the troat. as IL he meant
to carry her words out to the very let
ter. My blood was up, joe I made a
| step forward and called out at the ton of
my voice, Stop! Take your hands off
! that lady this instantr
He was so surprised that he let 20 Of
her and wheeled round to face me.
| suppose / must have looked very small
| Joe, for he burst out laughing as soon
| as he saw me. Hullo! little six-penny-
worth of copper, who are your he ask
! ed.
II was so angry, Joe could have faced
an elephant. Leave this room instantly
I said. as sternly as could.
He Just sat down on the nearest chair
! and roared and II had not been so
furiously angry Joe, I believe / should
/ nave IodISu ulysSil. however, tOrtun-
ateiy / was sim so intensely angry that
| the humorous side of the situation never
struck me till afterwards and in an instant
| | whipped out that little pistol which Ma
| jor Brooke gave me and leveled IL at him.
! If you stir so much as a finger. I said.
! you are dead man. This pistol is load
| ed with explosive bullets and I'm a dead
! shot l expected something of this kind
| and prepared myself for such an emer-
| gency. Get up
IF he had turned on me. Joe. should
| have been done for there was nothing
| but an ordinary bullet in it, and 1 don't
! know if l should have as much as winged
| him. However luckily, he was as big
a coward as he was a bully, and he got
up without a word. 1 had got into the
spirit of the thing by then, and l issued