Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1900-05-02
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are different from me. Ronald. "

iAS Ieuu VAST lTutn III neT ucep, uesI pair l
ing eyes. 81 have never for one instant
fought my love for you. have gloried
in its growth. I'd rather go TO prison
with you than to palace with any
other man."
The road was very shady; large trees
grew on each side of it and their foliage
was interlaced overhead. He had a
strong inclination to clasp her in his
arms, but he did not give in to 1t; he told
himself that his bloodstained hands
should not pollute her being. Already
he was taking advantage of her in al
lowing her to drive with him when to
be seen with him at such time would
excite widespread comment. He made
no answer to what she had just said and
in looking in her face he saw that her
eyes were full of tears.
what is the matter?" he asked.
Her breast heaved convulsively.
ut has occurred to me that am driv-
ing you to prison." she said, simply.
the last word ending in sob.
He would have comforted her IL he
could, but there was nothing in his
Alluu " Say. luC avn III kC0klLduOh VIZ
stealing back upon him that in killing
sgd Hart he had blighted his whole fu
ture, covered the sun Of his hopes with
human blood. They drove out into an
open space where cotton-fields
stretched out on one side. Behind them
now doomed the white facade Of Carn-
leigh. A score of negroes were picking
cotton beyond the rail fence, but they
did not look up. Ronald was congratu-
lating himself on this, knowing that
the sheriff lived only little further on,
but his elation on this score was short
of life, for just then a horseman APP
peared In front of them. 1t was Capt.
Wrinkle, riding like an Englishman. ris-
ing and falling in his st1rrups. As his
trotting horse brought him swiftly
nearer he lifted his hat and bowed to
Evelyn. Evidently he had recognized
Ronald and he showed much surprise.
Looking back our hero saw that he had
refined his horse in and was staring
after them in bewildered fashion.
Evelyn gave her companion q COM
prehensive glance. Never mind" she
SAID, "he'll tell everybody he knows
that he has seen US together, but you
and have other things to think about
Will my love console you at all?"
more than anything in the world"
SWELL, remember" they are now In
Aight of the sheriff's house, five
roomed erection with porch owe,
which clambered a wealth of vines
remember that shall be thinking o.
you every minute"
THANK you for that" he said, ant
added: 81 might as we'll get out her,
, and walk up to the house."
Her only answer was TO whip up tn,
pony; her face was pinched by pain a
she drew up at the gate in front OF til,
/ house. He got out.
"Goodby," he said.
| She held out her hand.
i "Good-by," she echoed, and as he tool
her hand he felt her quivering finger
5 tighten round his own. II am going t,
pray for you night and day." she said
And then she turned her pony and drov
) slowly homeward. AS he was entering
5 the gate, he saw her stop and Loo
back; then she signaled him to come t
her. Obeying, he found her face we
with tears.
| "Is there nothing can do for you?
she questioned.
He reflected, and then:
"If you should happen to meet Davi
i on your way back, please tell him wha
I have done, and that came to til
! sheriff"
r II wish it were something harder,
r she said, pressing her handkerchief
: her twitching lips. "Oh, it is so awf,
there is so little to hope for-you Sc
. you are so despondent."
S He could not deny this last charge
a her very words seemed to add weigh
t to his gloom. Lifting his hat, b
r turned away.
There was an open passage betwee
r the two front rooms of the sheriff
house, and at washtub, on hit,
back porch, battling stick in hand,
e saw Mrs. Ratcliff. She was about
c years of age, but might easily hay
4 proved that she was third older,
e her appearance had been taken az test
S mony.
!, Ronald raped on the door-facing
!. attract her attention, and when sh
!. looked up he asked her II her husban
WAS at home.
HE was Jest this minute" she sal,
coming forward and wiping her hand
on her apron. HE took his gun jes
= now and went into the strip Of WOOD
| a. 80 Gal T..
:, anything Important"
:. II came TO turn myself over 70 hin
Mrs. Ratclitf; If you could send &c
him, perhaps he would like for you
do it."
81 could blow the dinner horn" Il
- betrayed no surprise, II she felt an.
). over his announcement. 1T migl
!. wake the baby, but reckon coul
. quiet 1t down agin."
She gave him seat. in tho possaee
: and took his hat and laid 1t, accordin
= to rules of hospitality, on her bed
= the room on the left Then she reAche
y up for the cows horn, which hung on
:. nail on the porch.
> Have you got yoreself in troubl
Mr.. Fanshaw?" she asked, as she raise
- the horn to her lips.
1--WE killed Sydney Hart Mrs. Ia
"a cliff" He gave this explanation aftt
~ a slight hesitation, for he feared tn,
being a woman and alone with him
e might upset her nerves.
y TO BE CONTINUED.
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