The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1903-03-07

She ate voraciously, while he made the
horses bed and patted the COW and
locked the windows
1T is my custom to lock the barn." re-
pn"e%an wi rig ha"' said the woman, IT wish
you would. This is mighty good pie.
I'm fond of BURBERRY pie. always
Something in the woman's tone led Mr.:
Law to turn around suddenly and look at
her. She was already halfway. up the
ladder to the loft. He thought it modest
in her sg to climb when his back was
He did not know before that the circus
developed such womanly decorum. He
was about to turn away with swift deli
line of an unexpected object upon the
rude steps of the barn ladder.
1t was clowns boot. 1t was rather
big boot too. Nay-nay--why disguise
the truth from his quick!y-beating heart?
1t was the boot of man.
The minister took two steps back. His
know, less: His human judgment. told
him, that, he ought to call the Sheriff.
Whi1e he stood for, one swift moment,
ir ms guy W1t ms sd 5e wom o
put up one hand and chung; her shawl
fell from her head and shoulders; sus-
pender and white shirt appeared be-
you have. deceived me!'' cried Mr..
Lay Il w. mo liar shall enter the kingdom
id be satisfied if could enter this
loft replied the man feebly. The fact
He tottered. toppled, and fell-into the
In all this. world, it is doubtful If he
could have CHANGED upon. a tenderer pair.
They folded about him gently. The old
aged to get the refugee up into the loft,
and to hide him in the hay before he
spoke.
then.
"Yes-here"
The man put his hand upon the front
of his shirt; blood.stained it.
II see. I will bring water and arnica.
I am sorry that 7 cannot call physician
for you, but I infer" I
IF you do I'll blow my brains OUT in
II thought as much. Pray do not dis
.tress yourself, to explain the situation.
Who hit your
"Old Nathan Roar. The deputy fired
ten times. Lord, he missed every time!
Your sheriff wasn't there"
NO." observed Mr.. Law, bringing the
1sntep uR the addeT to tendd the
weekly conference first
Il don't know any place but the Con-
necticut valley where such thing could
interest Of a travelled man in local tea
lures. Yes, you hurt me, of course But
do it very a1 well ya a 3eednt it's
:% Wda ~ you Think ink though Never mind
you, sir. I-thank you"
The wounded man +S closed Ssl his eyes and
Are you going to turn me OFF, he
mo" said the minister.
There was a moments silence in the
dark, warm barn. The answer came in
a low and firm but troubled tone
to gvs IS ye% up Yea my 'nss
murderer faintiy. Nov 80, for Gods
sake So mv; TO your reputable bed: I'm safest
observe that the STYLE Of q this straH r.
minister. IN truth the fellows grammar
and back again, with perfect unconcern:.
Long before breakfast next day MI.
Law, climbed into the barn loft. Eyi.
only fresh 5 MAX MIX an md es !s for Mrs: Doom
solidly haunted the refrigerator to fend off
any further picnics in the poultry yard.
silence haif-suspicious, haif-grateful. He
crouched in the darkest corner of the loft.
At every creak in the old timbers he
started and shook.
Il wouldn't have believed I was such a
coward" he said petulantly, but I must
say I prefer surgical fever to banging"
"Rray DO not commit yourself, my dear
whats the odds?" argued the man,
with an oath. "You know 1 did it. I
amt afraid to confess to you. You won't
peach, I'm not sorry either. I'd do it
7'My good friend" cried the minister,
let me entreat you not to ,r converse ~ so, IN
murderer. '.she was e good girl; She
tough. He insulted her. and struck out
teach him a lesson. She hid me in the
girl, while they We're scar ching the crowd
for me. She give me this Woman's rig
a knees til tin II 1 made the woods. While
hit me. But I ran on awhile. Then I
wked 4 5n 9s {es h o he posge
They took me for a neighbor out straw
berrying: Have they buried him yet?
wsh th r3Xsde6 bury na him and turned
his face against the cobwebbed wall:
1--WE heard of you.' he observed alb
ruptly without turning pEo around ID ont
West. You look like him."
Were you ACQUAINTED with poor
Joshua?" asked Mr.; Law: His heart leap pee
ana sank again. D1Q YOU huO" tIlc CA
cumstances Of IFS death?'
- 1T was who sent you the newspaper.
He asked me to. I was with him-yes,
I was there at the last, He was a soft
hearted chap. poor devil something ike
1.-THE account gave me mono details"
gasped Mr.. Law.
80 was d Iy"nt3v at BAPTISM replied
immersed? Did he die penitent?" cried
the minister With
If he felt gripping temptation mercifully
to delude this good man, he hardly knew
whether it came Of heaven or hell. He
from under it at the minister.
"I'n be - If I can cheat you!" he
broke out.
set the stakes out too far in the river
overnight, just for a lark; to see the fun
and one OF the converts she went over
9sh dR went and the and shs
him you see. He went down, but some
Of the other boys saved the girl. He went
to glory, I can tell you. He was the hero
was Devils Jaw, perhaps you remember.
Oh, he died respectfully, you needn't fear
IF he died unpardoned," groaned the
minister If he were not saved through
the blood Of the Redeemer-my heart will
break--my heart will break he walled;
hands.
God have mercy on me!' muttered
the murderer. staring. At the sound
of these words the minister lifted his
gray head. Like a soldier he sprane
to his sacred post.
"My brother" he said quietly, "suf-
fer me not to forget your souls saliva
ton in my personal Affections. God rs
mercy-I would interpret him tc
you. Suffer me to lead you into eter-
nal life - ~-E=-s,s.-- .s-..'.-t.
J. He spoke with winning, almost WON:
anly tenderness. The outlaw continued
to regard him steadily. 4-E4