The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1898-04-06
lock. and all's we'll. al1's WE'LL"

siOck, and airs we'll, all Well!
May" said Wayling, lowering his
head, "all is i'll indeed. Ny soul is stirred
within me. I cannct tell the reason Of
it, lad, but you have squeezed the sweet
ness from my revenge Open the door.
Let tho creature go untouched will
not look upon his face again.
Cautley staggered to bis feet, lis face
expressing unutterable gratitude. Heed
ing Peters gesture tc be silent, he gave
one terrified, backward lcok, as if doubt
ing the reality Of his release, and crept
into the dark hall.
a moment later they heard the street
door family close after him. The Hin
doc smiled
"Let US go also," said Wayling in q
quiet, weary voice. There are papers
and books at my lodgings which must
take with me on the ship. Let Us go
now.
He slipped his arm through Peters.
and the Hindoo followed. On reaching
the street they found heavy fog brood
ing like specter over the silent town.
Not many yards away the bellman's 8
swaying lantern was hasy point of
light. Everything else was obscured.
They hurried silently along, Peter
instinctively taking the right way.
Neither dared tospeak Of the experience
he had just passed through and its be-
wildering termination. When they
reached Wayling's house, they discov-
cred the Findoo was not behind them.
''He has lost his way in the fog"
said Peter. Let US retrace our steps
bit.
They did so, calling his name softly.
At length Whispered answer was re-
ceived.
eyes, sahib, come" And breathless
from swift run the Hindoo appeared
like ghost beside them.
cit is indeed strange Rao should lose
his way, said Wayling as they turned
again. "He has the scent Of dog, the
hearing CT an Indian.
The fog lifted as the day broke, and
the sun sucked up the mist, leaving the
waters Of the bay sparkling in the sun
light. The vessel bound for England
started on her voyage with promise CT
fair weather.
A mistiness came into Peters eyes as
the roof tops and steeples Of the town
grew more and more indistinct.
sYou are loath to leave New York,
said Eayling sadly, reading his COM
panion's face.
"That I am nct,'' said Peter stcutly.
"We-e it not fer you, though, would
be. Do you regret your sacrifice" he
asked very gently.
"Nay, strange reace has come to
me-" said Wayling, his fine eyes light
ing. II never knew it before Oh, bo
to me alwaxs., Eeter. as ycu were I'D
that moment.
The Hindco had moved toward them
as if to speak. On hearing his master
utter these words be resolutely closed
his lips and turned away.
Neither Wayling nor Peter ever saw
the following paragraph, which appear
ed rev Gays lateI III LIE weekly lost-
boy:
Found Dead.-At half an hour aft
er 2 O'Clock On Thursday morning last
bellman going his rounds in the fog
chanced upon the dead body Of a man.
It was recognized as that Of Edward
Cautley, rcisterer and drunkard, we'll
known in the tavcr1ls His death was
doubtless caused by drunkenness and
exposure. No mark was found upon the
body save small, purplish spot, just
above tie heart, like the. deep prick of q
pin. Eaught is Known of the dead
mans relatives, and he leaves DO mon
ey wherewith to bury him He will
therefore be inferred at the city COST
in tee burying ground fo- paupe1s.
TEE END.