The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1900-04-06
CHAPTER 111.-(Continued.)

CHAPTER llI.-(Continued.)
THANK the Lord, my dearie, ye're
back in safety! was half demented
In this awful storm, thinking you might
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 one
down there who, am afraid, has been
killed by It," And, as briefly as pos
sible, she told what had occurred.
Now, Bell, what I wish you to do
Is to run and get jamie, and come
down with me to the road. I think
you and jamie can manage to carry
MIN UP between you" Bell was con-
etdered' one Of the strongest women
within the island. "Then jamie must
60 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
when they looked upon the white and
apparently dead face turned upward to
the stormy sky, and every few seconds
illuminated by the awful glare of the
lightning.
"He's 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
I'm him-we do not know-and God
may spare it. Carry him into the
house, and then run down to Mr..
Banks, Jamie, and ask him to 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 to
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
Die remedies as she could think of, to
restore the young man to conscious
ness. But all her efforts were of no
ayail-the 'deathly pallor, the fixed
Rightly Of that strong face still re-
NAMED unbroken.
IL fear-I fear" said. Bell, standing
up 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 gen
tieman. as any one may see. Well,
I've done all can, so you'd better come
away, dearie, and leave him till the
doctor comes"
II shall stay here with him, Bell.
You can go and see about your work."
said the girl quietly. "He might come
out of it, you know; and it would be
terrible if there was no one beside him
when he recovered consciousness"
Gust 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 have"
Day sat perfectly still in her chair a
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 face
st. was, so handsome, so refined! And
only half an hour ago 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 plan and scheme
for his future life. And now he lay
there, cold and still, and they said ne
was dead. oh, it could not be! it could
not!
A low cry burst almost involuntarily
from Days lips. and, rising from her
ssat, she went to the couch, falling on
her knees beside it, and covering her
>HAee with her hands.
"God have mercy" she prayed,
speaking aloud in her passionate earn
-eGtness.
Her head sank lower, and for long
time she remained kneeling thus, feel
ing the warm tears run down her
cheeks and drop on the cushion on
which the unconscious mans head
-Eested-the tears of pity for the un-
known and lonely stranger, whose
friends could not weep for him because
they did not know what had befallen
him.
Suddenly Day fancied she felt mo-
don beside her, as If the man had sigh
I'd or drawn long breath. With a
nervous start she looked up quickly.
The eyes In the midst Of that death
sly pale FACET was no less pale than
before-were wide open, and staring at
her with strange fxity.
For moment a vague, powerless,
6nperstitious fear rushed over Days
soul, seeming to clutch her heart In
IN icy grasp. The face was still 80
like that Of a dead man, and the eyes
seemed to have no sight in them.
Then she summoned her brave, wo-
manly spirit to her aid, and, putting
out her hand. gently placed It on his