The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1903-10-17


the room with an unouiet stem ba x,o,Ie
on: Poor Rosel to think of the daooi+-
the crime, that surrounds Won, even
who should be honest, being the nro+o,'
Tor OF sinless child like you-evan T
ahl unne-ashamed to look in your face!
A"u you tnink me good man! COMPEL
60 TO steal out In the dead Of night to
scenes OF crime and darkness, and then
return to meet your loving, holy kisses
ana hsten to your childlike words. that
thrust thousand daggers through me-
because their purity shows me my own
guilt in the blacklist hue! 0, Rose
Rose! to think of the wrongs have
done, and yours the greatestr'
Inc door opened, and, cautiously, pref
| ty Rose entered. A quick glance cast
about the room assured her that her dis
| agreeable cousin had taken his departure.
She ran joyfully to her fathers side.
| exclaiming:
He has really gone, then!'
You do not like him, Mignonne?"
asked her father, tenderly.
| Like him?-no, papa, nor ever did.
He is not pleasant visitor, BY auv
means. Well, you shall come and eat
some supper. See, it is all ready, and
while you are doing SO, l will tell you
something"
"Let me hear it."
Somebody has been here, papa. It
was the young Count Louis-the Count
d Artols, papa. He has come to visit
the chateau, as we heard he was about
to do"
AT this Hugh Lamonte slightly sta rted.
His knife dropped to the floor, and he
quickly stopped to pick it up, exclaiming,
How careless" Rising, he resumed his
repast.
1.-THE count has been here, Rose? What
did he come here for?''
"For shelter"
Hugh Lamonte turned pale.
well, Rose-for shelter? You are not
very explicit. Shelter from what?" His
tone was hasty and agitated. He SEEM
ed to be aware Of 1t, for he added imme-
diately: You must talk both to and for
me. dear child, tonight, and not leave mo
anything to do, for you see am fatigued
Tell me all about 1t, Rose. What did he
want shelter for, and what did he say 2"
ut was raining very hard, you know,
papa" she answered. gently, 'and he
was journeying to the chateau. He stop
ped until the storm was over"
An hour later Hugh Lamonte paced his
own apartment with a stern brow and a
heavy heart, in which a thousand rack
ing and tormenting thoughts rioted. Low
ly and humble seemed his daily life; hon
est and good, though poor, he himself
esteemed, and yet secret sin and years
of hidden anguish and remorse were daily
| MI in ie Ted
cover of his constant industry and the
estimation of his neighbors, he led life
Of hidden crime. But it was only in the
darkness that he practiced it, only when
he could steal forth and no neighbor was
abroad to watch his steps; and stealing
back again ere the dawn, pass another
day Of rustic labor, and await another
night Of crime.
Thus it had been for years, and this
was not his worst deed, either. Yet this
man had not always been bad. Away
back, in the lapse of time, shone forth
the light of happy years, and innocent
thoughts and deeds; of an unstained con-
Science and a pure heart; of life that
once was sinless. But he dared not look
upon these things now. For though he
had long since sickened of these scenes
Of crime, and though he would gladly
have forsaken them, he could not burst
asunder the bonds that held and shackled
him. He dared not seek q separation
from the crew Of desperate, lawless men
who looked to him as their leader
And the consciousness almost madden
ed him. There were times when he
would have plunged a thousand degrees
deeper into vice than ever he had yet
done, that he might stife these better
feelings-these promptings of the yet liv'
ing monitor within, since they were in
, vain; and then it was only the ever-pres-
ent image Of his child that saved him
the memory Of her sweet face and limo
cent life, of her faith and of her love
Poor Rose!
It was this Gasparde-this man whom
, we have seen with him to-night-whC
| planned the last expedition. They were
Lamonte's men who attacked Louis d Ar
, , tots in the forest; and Gasparde was one
of them. They were defeated, as we have
seen, to the infinite surprise and secTe
, satisfaction of Hugh, who, while he haC
been unwilling to give consent to the
nlan. and vet had not dared offer oppo
sition to Gasparde, who was next to him
self in authority, had yet managed t.
r avoid joining in it's execution. Indeed
his errand that day from home had beer
secretly to warn Louis of the danger
= awaiting him; but he had missed seelnt
him, and failed in his project He dc
:. not know that the count had been warn
ed, notwithstanding; and, knowing tina
the weapons of Louis had been RENDERED
useless, in a measure, before his day
= Journey was commenced, was astoundei
- to learn, on reaching the rendezvous II
9 the forest, that he had batt1ed his enc
! mics, and not only baf1ed them, but glVeI
them ample reasons for remembering MN
for some time to come.
}; Hugh Lamonte had reasons for no
j.. wishing to injure Louis d'Artois' or an
= of his people; and he earnestly desired u
save him from the clutches OF Gasparoe
who had led this affair throughout; 10
. he was more than apprehensive tnat
a the count made firm resistance an'
= gave them too much trouble, unless ina
resistance were oyerpowering' ne Woui'
only exasperats his assailants' who mlsn
:, easily murder him in their rage ana lnl