Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1905-05-06

catioh TO you. Let him come himself il
he wishes to know anything. This is
my house. and | will not endure Your
presence in it,
Suppose l insist upon remaining Until
you answer my questionsY'
Il shall have you expelled by a con
stable, and sworn over to keep the peace
towards me-"
1T would scarcely be agreeable to my
father. outcast as l am. to have his
name branded in police court, even to
secure your safety"
He spoke in a voice of cold irony; Tut
the blood was singing in his ears, and
seething in his veins with passion.
What have the dead to 10 with the
petty vanities Of earthly fameT she
asked. sternly ''''~
"The deadr' he's whispered the hot
blood changed TO a stream of ice. and
rushed back upon his heart. and he
stared at her pale and aghast.
THE dead" she reiterated. In the
same tone. She looked steadily in his
face. as though doubling the truth OF
his astonishmeut. 1t was too terribly
real 10 he doubted even by her. But
it could not excite one touch OF pity in
her stony heart: for she added. in a
mentary upon your life. Edward Mo
rant. Your father has been dead three
months, and you do not know it,
He had sunk into chair. and was
staring into vacancy. repeating the wCrd
Dead" over and over again. Sudden
ly he asked. in low. anxious tone.
Did he ask for me? Did he wish to see
me before he died p
Ind brnkan with nil earthly ties
months before he died; his thoughts and
words were given to heaven alone
Eagerly the man waited for the cruel
answer; and when it came, he covered
his face with his hands and sobbed until
the tears dropped between his fingers on
to the ground.
Still cold and pitiess - an iron statue.
the woman looked down upon him with
out a shadow OF sympathy in her rigid
face. After minutes pause. she said,
1T is useless to prolong this scene.
You can now see that all ties are Orok-
| EN- between us. | trust | shall never
look upon your face again. As for Sias
Carston, IL he wishes to know anything,
l repeat, he must come to me himself.
take no interest in him. | simply desire
to do a duty which l have pledged
myself to perform
why. then. was he sent to such
place as Tabernacle House," he de-
manded. Kept in ignorance of his par
ents-put to mental work? Do you know
into what keeping you consigned him?
This man-this Rev. Mr.. Porter. MS he
calls himself" he went on remem-
Der as vagabond--a companion Of
mine. You will say he is a converted
sinner. | tell you this man is the vilest
of hypocrites; a trader upon cant, whom
tomorrow | will expose in the midst Of
his congregation, and drive out Of the
town. His daughter was once for two
years clairvoyant in travelling mes
merism show. What do you think now
OF the guardian of your precious
CHARGE
Leave this house. and never darken
1t with your presence again
The weapons had pierced deep, and
her voice was faint and husky.
Although you may never see me
again, you shall feel me-" he went on.
with momentary increasing passion.
Listen. woman to the last words YOU
may ever hear me speak! l..bave never
injured nor sought to injure you. From
the moment you first saw me, you hired
me because would not cant aird whine;
and because | passed few boyish tests
upon your doctrines, you vowed my de-
struction: you turned my fathers heart
against me- and had me expelled from
my home. turned adrift upon the world
That act fell back upon yourself in a
terrible retribution; but while its conse-
quences glanced off your steel heart and
left no lasting wound, they handed me
over body and soul to Satan himself!
When. homeless and starving, | have
written to my father for money to luy
bread, the letters were returned unopened
not by his hands, but by yours; and
even on his deathbed you embittered his
heart with enmity against his only child.
! For the sake of one dear memory, | have
borne all this. But there is a limit to
all human endurance, AID that limit il
passed with me. 1t seems you have
one being still in whom you take some
interest-that you have one vulnerable
, point. and through that I'll strike youl
There is no revenge, however iendish.
that I will pause at. l will never cross
your threshold again, but my shadow
shall he upon you to the last hour of
! your hfer'
. AS he spoke, he drew close to her,
foaming with passion, and wildly gesticu-
latiug, as though he would strike her.
| But not one STEP ulu tne move, Dut
looked him full and fearlessly in the face,
though her own grew a shade paler. The
solemn servant. attracted by the noise,
stood terror-stricken in the doorway. As
4 he spoke the last words, he pushed her
t aside. and rushed out OF the house, with
Madame Berne's voice ringing ia his
5 ears, Beware what you do, lest the ven
D geance fall upon your own headr'
Left alone, her nerve gave way, and
she sank back trembling. and almost
fainting, upon the sofa
An hour afterwards. she was on heI
I way to trays Inn. When she arrived
the office was closed. Early on Monday
morning she sought il again. But the
r time lost was fatal.
CHAPTER Xxx.
), On Sunday, the Rev Mr.. Porter had
just sat down to his early dinner, wher
the sour. puritanical locking servant wht
had succeeded Martha came into the din
= ing room 10 announce that a gentleman
I wished to see him. Thinking that thin
visit related, perhaps. to the advertise
. ment he had inserted, and supposing FOL
n a moment that ii might be Sias him
4 self frightened into returning, he eageri,
n bade the woman ask the gentlemani
name.
t "Ill save you the trouble, Sarai
d jane" cried a voice. I'm take II il
- myself" and the next moment Mr.. Mont
e gomery presented himself in the parlor
is There was something about the self