The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-06-11


paper to him.
1t was the warrant for his arrest on
a charge of murder.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
Frederick's arrest had been conducted
so quickly that no hint of the matter
reached the village before the next
morning. Then the whole town broke
! into uproar, and business was not only
suspended, but the streets and docks
overfiowed with gesticulating men and
excited women. carrying on in every
| corner and across innumerable door
steps the. eneless debate which such an
action, on the part of the police neces-
sarily opened.
But, the most agitated face, though
| the stillest tongue, was not to be seen
in town that morning. but in little
cottage on an arid hill slope overlook
| ing the sea- Here Sweetwater sat and
communed with his great monitor, the
ocean, and only from his flashing eye
and the firm set of his lips could the
mother of Sweetwater see that the
crisis of her sons life was rapidly ap-
| preaching, and that on the outcome of
this long brooding rested not only his
own dissatisfaction, but the interests
of the man most dear to them.
| Suddenly, from that far horizon upon
which Sweetwater'S eye rested with a
| look that was almost a demand, came
IN answer that flushed him with a hope
as great as it was unexpected. Bound
| ing to his feet, he confronted his moth
| er with eager eyes and outstretched
hand.
Give me money, all the money we
have in the house. l have an idea that
may be worth all / can ever make or
can ever hope to have. If it succeeds,
we save Frederick Sutherland; if it
fails, L have only to meet another of
Knapp's scornful looks. But it won't
fail; the inspiration came from the sea,
and the sea, you know, is my second
motherr'
What this inspiration was he did not
say, but it carried him presently into
town and landed him in the telegraph
office.
The scene later in the day, when
Frederick entered the village under the
guardianship of the police, was indie
scribable. Mr.. Sutherland had insisted
upon accompanying him. and when
that well-loved figure and white head
were recognized, the throng, which had
rapidly collected in the thoroughfare
leading to the depot, succumbed to the
feelings occasioned by this devotion,
and fell into wondering silence.
Frederick had never looked better.
There is something in the extremity Of
fate which brings out a mans best
characteristics, and this man, having
much that was good in him, showed 1t
at that moment as never before in his
short, but over-eVentful life. AS the
carriage stopped before the court house
on its way TO the train, a glimpse was
given of his handsome head to those
who had followed him closest, and as
there became visible for the first time
in his face, so altered under his trou-
bles, a likeness to their beautiful and
commanding Agatha, a murmur broke
out around him that was half a wall
and half a groan, and which affected
him so that he turned from his father,
whose hand he was secretly holding,
and, taking the whole scene in with one
flash of his eye, was about to speak,
when a sudden hubbub broke out in the
direction of the telegraph office, and a
man was seen rushing down the street
holding a paper high over his head. 1t
was Sweetwater.
.Newsr' he cried. News, A cable
gram from the Azoresi A Swedish sail
Or
But here a man with more authority
than the amateur detective pushed his
way to the carriage and took off his hat
to Mr.. Sutherland.
81 beg your pardon" said he, but the
prisoner will not leave town today. I'm
Mr. Sutherland saw that it was in
Frederick's favor. and tainted on his
sons neck. AS the people beheld his
head fall forward and observed the
look with which Frederick received
him in his arms, they broke into a
great shout.
.'Newsl" they shrieked. News, Fred |
erick Sutherland is innocent, See. The |
old man has tainted from joy," And |
caps went up and tears fell before a |
mothers son of them knew what |
grounds they had for their enthusiasm. /
Later they found they were good ind |
ones. Sweetwater had re- |
membered the group of sailors who mad |
passed by the corner of Agatha's house |
lust as Batsy fell forward on the win
dow sill, and. cabling to the captain of |
the vessel at the first port at which |
they were likely to put in, was FORUM |
ate enough to receive in reply COM |
from one of the men, who |
the words she shouted. |
They were in Swedish ana none OF his /
mates had understood them, but he re-
called them we'll. They were:
.'Hjelp. Help Frun halter pa alb |
doda sig. Hon har en- knit. Hjelpl !
Help"
In English:
'Help! Help! My mistress kills her
self. She has knife. Help! Help"
Inc Impossible iidQ OOSuii NN- ApoNSJ
was not dead, or at least her testimony
still remained and had come at Sweet
waters beck from the other side of the
sea to save her mistress son.
81 @ 4
Sweetwater was made man. And
Frederick? In a week he was the IDOL
If the town. In a year-but let Agnes
,ontented face and happy smile show
what he was then. Sweet Agnes, VINO
irst despised, then encouraged, then
owed him, and who, next to Agatha,
commanded the open worship of mis-
leart.
Agatha is first, must be first, as any
me can see who beholds him on GER
ain. anniversary of each year bury his
ace in the long grass which covers the
;addest and most passionate heart
which ever yielded to the pressure of
ife's deepest tragedy.
THE END.