The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1904-09-01

his fist down upon the table, and could
almost fancy / heard the grinding Of his
teeth. But in the meanwhile we must
think of the present time. We are in
snug quarters here, and | don't feel in
clined to give them up. Remember, if
lost my chapel, should lose the boys,
too; for although their friends would re-
ceive the tidings of their deaths with the
utmost satisfaction. yet their consciences
and their sense of duty would be trou-
bled by the thought that the unhappy
little wretches were under a master of
lax morality. With such people, you
know, everything is doing the proper;
they don't care for the humane. Now
the very day / started for the city an
idea came into my head, which a chance
circumstance has since strengthened. 1t
all depends upon you whether you'll act
upon it."
He paused as though expecting an an
swer; but none came. After a moment,
he resumed. in somewhat hesitating
tone, You'll stare when | tell you what
1t is; but for your own peace of mind.
as well as mine. you must be married"
Married to whom?' she asked. drear-
lily.
Suppose were to tell you that had
husband in my eye? What do you say
to Silas Carston?"
/ could scarcely repress the cry that
rose to my lips at the sound of my name
SO strangely associated.
WHAT she cried, impetuously, 81
marry that puny, contemplate. sneak;ng
boy. You are madr'
oh 4.
band"
"A very meek one. no Doubt" she said
scornfully.
Listen to me. Worm as he is, it may
be better match than you suspect. l
thought l would call upon Fogle and
Quick. In the first place, to endeavor
to get the money increased. in consid-
Grafton of his age; and in the second
place. to try and CLEAN little informa-
ton. just as / got within sight of the
door. who should l see coming out but
the identical old woman that brought the
boy here. There was no mistaking her;
she seemed to have on the very same
dress that she wore thirteen years ago;
and as to her face, it is one of those iron
faces upon which years seem to have no
power. Here's my chance, 1 thought;
L don't lose sight of you till you're
earthed.' So. instead of calling upon
the lawyers, 1 followed the old woman
at respectful distance"
At this point of the dialogue, to me
the most interesting, l lost the thread.
Two pleasure vans, full of peaople who
had been out holiday keeping for the
day, were returning to the town; the
occupants were singing. shouting and
laughing, in a most vociferous strain. To
make the matter worse, just as they
got beyond the house, q delay of some
kind occurred; either something was
wrong with the carriages or the horses.
Whatever it might have been, it detained
them for two or three minutes. during
which the bawling and shouting contin-
ued so loudly that l could not catch a
word that was spoken in the parlor.
When at last the noisy crew drove away
the revelation that l so eagerly desired
to hear had passed.
"May be he would not have me-" were
the first words that fell upon my ears.
How could he help himself, if 1 were
determined upon it? Besides, you could
soon make him a puppet in your hands"
Don't let us talk any more now"
Every we'll. And here comes Martha
with the dinner"
And so the conversation ended.
heard Martha come and close the win
dow, and draw down the blnd-and then
| crept from my hiding place. and got
round to the back garden. For a time
l could not go into the house; every
nerve was trembling. l felt like one
surrounded by circle of fire-the victim
of some foul plot, the exact nature Of
which l could not understand, but from
which / could perceive no escape.
ITO bo conffnuedI