Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1902-11-01

not let me rest? And there IN some
thing he has to tell Of papa
The blackmailerl" I muttered.
What, I know not, but I fear day
and night fear ~a1ways-and papa
must fear, too, and he does not UNDER
stand why I cannot save us all by do
ing this dreadful thing, and Aunt
Mary"
What, the older. that is-Madam
De Lancy?"
YES, yes, she is nearly beside her
self, for she think II a good match &C
cording to her IDEAS. In fact" she ad-
ded with the quaint suspicion OF a
smile, 'in fact, she does not think 1t
wise to marry out of the family. No
other equals 1t, you see"
And he comes now
ITO settle the matter, he thinks" she
muttered, catching at her throat.
AYE, we'll settle the matter"
"Oh, what will you do? I fear for
this. / do not know why I should have
done IT,"
why. dear, he cannot win you You
are married Already"
She looked up at me quickly with q
smile n put her hand In mine.
II know! I know!" she cried softly.
But it will count for naught, and will
now only make him furious and spur
him on to ruin us ALL"
/ took the hand In both mine and we
stood an instant, when both started to
hear the sound of some n coming
through the underbrush.
He is here" 1 whispered. Now,
brave heart, go out Inc meet him, and
let me look at him n hear what he
says"
She shuddered a ONE and then,
lifting her head as i had seen her do
so often now, walked out into the
moonlight. The dark figure of a man
approached her quickly:
"Debby, my darling, l am here!"
Good God hat voice!
1 fell back against the tree an instant,
and then the woods faded away, and
with them went Deber1h Philipse, her
father, and her crotchety old aunt, and
/ sprang out of the shadow and rushed
straight at his chest and bore him with
a heavy ~concussion to the ground. In
an instant l had him by the throat and
turned him over and got his arms up
by the shoulder blades before he knew
what had struck him.
You cursed spy" 1 cried. II have
you now! Do but move and our work
is Overt"
IT was but the work of a moment TO
take the strap of my sword belt and
bind his wrists together. And by taxi
ing a turn around his neck his hands
" WV SONNA pONlIlNA w VSll Ills ollDdl-
der blades. Then l turned to her and
saw her standing by in terror and be-
wilderment, and said what a moment
later l would have given both my eyes
TO take back:
He is my cousin, Frank Pendleton,"
she whispered with a strange doubt in
her voice.
That he may be! But he is the foul
est spy in the British army, and his
name is Hazeltine!"
Her change Of attitude gave me a
sickening sense Of loss. She shrank
back from me with a cry, and looked at
me as If her eyes would burn into my
soul.
You! Youl" she cried, hoarsely.
Il? What Of me? ?" said I vaguely.
You have led me here to decoy him,
You have stood here authenticated
to me so that you might do this
wretched thing?"
"I?"
You coward!" she cried bitterly.
And What a fool-what a fool !
was!" and she sank down on the wet
grass in a hysterical fit Of tears and
laughter.
But her moods flew after one another
too fast to be understood. She was VI
In an instant.
Come, Frank, let us go and leave
this-this wretch to himself"
But listen to me, Deborah, you dc
not understand
Continued Next week.)