The Cook County herald., 1905-08-19
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" Of St. Giles. Il: 5.
By PROF. WILLIAM HI. PECK.


"And how am to know when it, is
nearly dawn, in this dreadful cave?"
exclaimed Helen. i
"Blissful, beautiful cave, since, it
has sheltered you, dear Helen, and
given US refuge from the wretches
who sought to destroy our happiness!"
replied Clarence. blessed cave. for
it has sheltered the angel who is soon
to be my darling wife,"
"Damnable cave!" thought the sor-
cerer, grinning in his rage and jeal-
ousy. ''Abominable cave! for here
have been more tortured by my ears
and my brain than if had been sous
ed in boiling OIL"
II will tell you, dear Helen, how
you may know when tomorrow
dawn is near" said Clarence, selecting
a fresh candle of wax from those
which he had taken from Bashfort's
stores, and slightly inserting pins
along it's length at regular intervals
1T is now about ten o'clock, l Judge;
or about seven hours before day-dawn
You see? Here are seven pins. One
will drop from the candle every hour,
as the candle burns down. will pre-
pare another in the same way, that
you may have double test of the
flight of time. Gold old King Alfred
of England invented and had no other
night clock than burning candles.
See-I fix them upright upon this
rock, that you can Gee them if you
awake before I return. But I hope
you will sleep well, and be strong and
fresh for our journey tomorrow" And
so saying Clarence placed and lighted
the candles upon the outer end of that
tongue of rock behind which he had
prepared sleeping place for Helen
the preceding night, adding: "The
candles will burn at least eight hours
But will return before sunrise,
whether I obtain sailboat in Kilro-
nan or not, if you insist upon it."
mo; I leave it>al1 to your Judgment,
dear Clarence"
'tBrave heart! Well, if obtain no
boat at Kilronan, will seek else
where, and be certain to return to-
morrow night. Now, farewell for
few hours, dear one, and may heaven
aid and protect us both!' :,
Helen answered an amen on her
lovers lips, and after exchanging
long and ardent embrace, they parted.
Helen kept smiling face amid her
tears until Clarence had disappeared
into that passage which led into, the
dungeon, and then she sank upon her
knees and prayed to heaven for the
speedy and safe return of her lover.
The sorcerer, when assured that
Clarence had departed, noislessly
withdrew from his covert into the pas
sage behind the leaning slab, and hast
ened through it's windings to where
he might be able to watch the further
movements of Helen's lover.
Clarence, after emerging from be-
low into the great building above, by
means Of the trap door in the closet,
noiselessly pursued his way to the
room above Helen's late prison.
Peering down through the broken
; ceiling, he saw, in the room below,
Lord Genlis seated near the bed, and
on the latter was stretched in CHASTITY
stiffness the corpse of unfortunate
Wilford Osred.
The face of Lord Genlis was stern
and rigid, with terrible expression OF
grief and despair. His arms we're
crossed upon his chest and his chin
down, his back toward the dead. his
eyes fixed in a vacant stare at the
flame of a lamp which burned upon a.
table in the center of the room.
He had been seated thus for hours.
silent, remorseful and despairing, be-
fore Clarence's gaze fell upon him.
HE is more to be pitied than the
Dead" thought Clarence. He suffers
| more than his son-unless the son be
now suffering in the other world"
The glance of Clarence had scarce
ly taken in the scene when a rap
sounded at the door.
Lord Genlis made no reply to this
rap, though his eyes turned moodily
toward the door.
Another rap and no reply, and then
Martha entered, bearing a tray Of food
and wine.
PRAY take something, my lord
said Martha, as she placed the tray
upon the table.
mot now," replied Lord Genlis,
| moodily.
my lord, you have not tasted food
or drink since last night said Mar
tha. 'You have not even put on the
clothes you took off last night
This was true. Lord Genlis was
only partially dressed, just us he was
when he and Capt Osred had sprung
from their bed when aroused by the
shouting of Bashfort-else he would
have discovered that his leathern
packet had been taken or lost from
his coat.
1T does not matter" he replied. in
a harsh, hoarse voice. 81 feel neither
cold nor hunger nor thirst, woman.
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