The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1902-09-26

night having n trylYg effect on my
nerves. But as tho hours wore on.
the fot that had slept little began
20 tell on me. and | grew drowsy.
Sitting ON my hard chair gave my
self up 90 my bitter reflections. and
finally my head dropped. and. over.
come By the drowsness which was
Increased by the silence OF my CELL
| fell asleep. and my waking mcdita'
tons became merged in a dream. In
which renewed acquaintance with
Major Simmons and Dllklns. and saw
their faces. and the face OF Edith
Broughton. and the faces OF other
friends pcerlng az me. some In pity.
some In alarm. some with love
And most strongly outlined among
them all was the calm, stern face OF
my dead hero. Maubikeck. There was
an inspiration in that face as. half
sleeping. | saw IL looking down at
me- II bade me rouse myself. II
shone like q beacon before me. lead.
ing me To- resolution that / would
never have reached but for this fan.
tastic appearance. II brought 60 my
mind the heroism OF Maubikeck. by
whose death was given life. The
manliness OF his nature seemed i'm.
parted 20 mine. recollected that
Nita Barlotti. the girl whom I had
sworn 20 save. was still In the hands
OF men whose purposes were not
always good My own love for Edith
Broughton welled up within me. and
surged through my heart as IL had
never done before. Perhaps an hour
passed and | awoke. My dream was
ended awoke from II new man.
arose from my chair and walked
around my cell Near the window
paused ! saw some words carved In
the cement wall. They were In shad.
ow. and II required some minutes OF
effort before | could decipher them.
Shading my eyes from the light which
came through the grated window.
gazed steadily at the letters until.
accustomed To the dim light which
fell upon them. made them out
on one line carved In bold letters.
was the name. Henry Thorlane.'
And under II. In smaller but not less
distinct characters. were the words.
Il will ayenge."
was in tle cell occupied once by
the son OF the Englishman about
whom Mutterelli had told me. and
who was now. according TO Mutter.
eli. In the monastery OF The Saints.
The first thing to be done was to
learn as much as possible OF my sur.
roundings This was an easy matter
so tar as the cell was concerned.
knew every inch OF IL already.
But there was the window.
dragged the table across the stone
door and climbed upon H. II put
ne Just high enough TO enable me to
look out through the strong bars OF
the little window
Looking down, | saw that the prls.
on yard extended about forty feet
from the prison walls, and was sur
rounded by a stone wall. surmounted
~ sharpcned spikes. over which II
would be- impossible TO climb.
was getting hungry, and know
tina; 20 must be- noon. supposed they
fed prisoners In Sardinia. and waited
patiently FOR my portion.
Dinner time came az last. and ! was
as,cably surprised 20 receive at the
hands OF my keeper a substantial
meal Doirg Justice to this. felt
Ike a new man. ready for any emer.
eeucy and willing TO take my chance
Tor ibcrty. But ! must reasoned,
bile my time and wait for a promis.
ms opportunity.
During the long night I lay on my
prison bed. sleeping part of TIC time,
but having wakcful hours. In which
| / pondcrcd and studied over the great
problem of my lifc-how TO escape
and carry the plans. now seemingly
ended in disaster. 10 a successful ter.
Mutation.
And one day followed another in
this wise. and night followed night,
until had spent a weekin the prison.
/ / had heard nothing from Mutterelli.
= and gave him up.
(To be contInued.)