Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1904-04-14

Dnd mere,
Thomas Eastbell consumed his lunch
with diGiculty. He had no appetite, hut
Il was necessary to keep himself up, the
captain had said, and all his life he had
believed In Captain Peterson. lie fell
asleep after bis meal. aud when he woke
up he stared Yacantly round, and fought
hard TO ree0llect where he was, and how
long he had sat huddled In the armchair,
an angular distortion In his comfortless
slumber.
II was night, and the huge room was
full OF darkness, which had crept dpon
Sedge Hill before It's time, or he had slept
long and late, and all In that unsettled
house had forgotten his existence, were
his first ideas when he began 70 remem-
Der that he was In the picture gallery
which Simon CulwIck had built. What q
heavy sleep his must have been. to be
surel He stood up, and tried 10 pierce
through the darkness, and a sudden chill
seized upon his veins. and turned him sick
as he fancied that he might have woke
up blind like his grandmother Why notf
lit was In the family-and all before
him was awfully black and thick and inn
penetrable. II was raining outside, too
that accounted for the kissing In his
ears which he had awakened with, and
which be had thought was his brain.
Finally he groped his way toward the
door, keeping his hand on the wall, or on
the vanished surfaces Of the paintings
with which the wall was hung. He had
made up his mind, he would seek Grand
mother Eastbell, and tell her the truth,
and more than the truth II II were requi-
site. He was being imposed upon. Peo-
pie Of no principle had taken advantage
of his slumbers, and were setting his near
est and dearest relation against him. Reu-
ben Culwick was at the head Of affairs,
and poisoning the public mind. Even the
servants had turned upon him, and
brought him no dinner, and left him In the
dark. He came to q full stop, and fell
against the pictures, scratching them
with his trembling hands, In his alarm;
for the door behind him In the distance
the side door leading away from the
corridor--had opened suddenly and
sharply, and was shut again as he glanc-
ed towards a ftful CLEAN Of light which
narrowed and then passed away. In that
heeting moment he had seen enough to
scare a stronger nerve than his-for
white figure had glided into the chamber,
and was advancing toward him, he was
surei He remained silent and trembling
| till the rustling of garments assured him
that something was approaching him
| with nolseless steps, that reminded him
Of the ghost In the Castle Specter,"
which he had seen once from the gallery
Of theater. He made a swift plunge for
the door In his horror.
II was his sisters spirit, he was sure
she had been murdered by those from
whose clutches he had made no effort to
save her-and she had come for him! His
! last hour had arrived, and 1t was all over
with his dreams Of glory.
tom Eastbell," said a sharp voice in
his ears, "are you heref Why don't you
speak to met"
Grandmother" he calculated, "is It
you thenT
"Come here and sit down--we can talk
best In the dark, and want to talk to
you"
"I'd rather have a light, thank you,"
said Tom, who still had his suspicious
that all was not right. he found his way
to the principal door, and opened 1t, let
ting In a stream of light from the corri-
dor without He looked back at his
grandmother, who was standing by the
chair which he had quilted, a strange
phantom enough In her white night dress,
and with a counterpane wrapped round
her toga-fashion, and trailing on the
ground behind her.
whats the matter2" said Tom irres-
olutelyi "ain't you well2 What have you
] .Anta nj. -
thisr
~ can't rest. There's something
wrong, Tom. I'm unhappy. They're all
You with the rest Of 'em-keeping
something from me. Where's Sarah?-
oh! where's my Sally i-tell me-"
"Wait a moment-lll tell you every
thing"
An idea had seized him ut last. The
opportunity which he thought that lie
missed had come to him In this manner.
There was no time to lose.
"Sally's run away" he said.
"Eh--whatP" shrieked Mrs. Eastbsll;
run away-from meF'
"Yes-that's itw asseverated Tom, be-
coming bolder In his statement as his
grandmother put implicit faith in every
word he uttered.
run away-forever, do you mean? ?"
exclaimed Mrs. Eastbell, in her highest
key.
"Yes, forever"
4. "Ah! don't say any more" said the old
woman, piteously; "I'll try and die now
Tom. ! don't want to live an hour long
err was always so fond of Sally, Tom.
"Yes-so was l." he exclaimed; "but II
. she don't deserve our love, what's the
odds? I've been cut up all day, but I'm
getting more composed like. Don't die
that's what she wants--what she expects
p'raps-can't you see it allT'
The hands that were muffied in the
, counterpane were brought down will
their covering from the face, which seem
ed harder and sterner now, and looked 81
like her brother Simon's that any on,
: acquainted with the late owner nigh
have thought that he had come back ii
| the flesh.
"Ah, yes; I'm beginning to find ou
what wicked and ungrateful world 1
Is, Tom," she said.
".That's right, Cheer up, and lool
about you"
"She and that Reuben planned this
4HSy hdNS BVhC away SOBGtACA
/ amt they-gone without wordf
: Thomas Eastbell hesitated in his reply
He would have been extremely glad t
! offer that as a solution to the mystery
[ and turn the tables against Reuben Oul
) wick and his sister, but Reuben nigh
. come back at any moment and defeat hi
) Vaccinations.
"No, they amt gone," he replied; 'it'
Sally and the Captain"
"What" and Mrs. Eastbell's high not
: rang out again with startling shrillness
! and yibrated through the room.
+ i'They planned to go away. Sally wa
/ to get you to make will In her favor
: but to pretend to be fond Of Reuben Cul