Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1905-07-20
The SOrCerer
Of St. Giles
By PROF. WILLIAM H. PECK.
Ana how am / to Know when
By PROF. WILLIAM II. PECK.

nearly dawn, in this dreadful cave9'
| exclaimed Helen.
/ ~Blissful. beautiful cave, since il
has sheltered you. dear Helen, and
! given us refuge from the wretches
who sought tie destroy our happiness
| replied Clarence, Blessed cave, for
4 it has sheltered the angel who is soon
to be my darling wife!'
1 'Damnable cave" thought the sor-
cerer, grinning in his rage and jeal-
I ousy Accountable cave! for here
have been more tortured by my ears
ana my brain than if had been sous
| ed in boiling oil"
! Il 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
4 stores, and slightly inserting pins
along its length at regular intervals.
/ 1T is now about ten o'clock, | judge;
or about seven hours before day dawn.
/ You see? Here are seven pins. One
will drop from the candle every hour.
/ as btAV SaidAC Jul 10 WV -. wiz pkS'
! pare another in the same way, that
| you may have a double test Of the
| fight of time Gold old King Alfred
! of England invented and had no other
/ night clock than burning candles.
| Sea-I fix them upright upon this
| rock, that you can Gee them il you
| awake before | return. But hope
you will sleep we'll, 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,
No; leave it all to your judgment,
dear Clarence"
Brave heartt Well, if obtain no
boat at Kilronan, will seek else
where, and be certain to return to-
morrow night. Now, farewell for a
few hours. dear one, and may heaven
aid and protect US BOTH"
Helen answered an amen or her
lovers lips, and after exchanging a
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 noslessly
withdrew from his covert into the pas
sage behind the leaning slab, and hast.
ened through its 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
MILFORD Osred.
The face of Lord Genlis was stern
and rigid, with terrible expression OF
grief and despair. His arms were
crossed upon his chest and his chin
down, his back toward the dead. his
eyes fixed in vacant stare at the
flame OF 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 Clarences 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 rar
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 tray of foo6
and wine.
/ 10y SoaC ooAACt1AAS, lily
said Martha, as she placed the tray
upon the table.
Not now" replied Lord Genlis
moodily.
/ My lord, you have not tasted food
or drink since last night" said Mar
tina. You have not even put on the
clothes you took off last night"
1 This was true. Lord Genlis was
only partially dressed, just as he was
when he and Capt. Osred had sprune
from their bed when aroused by the
shouting Of Bashfort he would
have discovered, that his leathern
! packet had been taken or lost from
his coat.
1t does not matter" he replied in
ia harsh. hoarse voice Il feel neither
cold nor hunger nor thirst. woman,
Watch here with me tonight or / fear
| may do myself an injury ere i shall
/ have buried the body of my son. To.
morrow well, when daylight comes
again, ! will decide what to do Ra.
main here with me tonight. or NAV
~ may" he added, more hoarsely
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