Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1905-04-07

finding Of my body the next morning;
how il would be dragged out Of the
water by hooks; how they would search
1t for papers, or other means OF identih-
cation. The tears were streaming down
my face, and. unconsciously, l was sob
bling aloud. Suddenly | was startled by
light touch upon my shoulder. and a
soft, woman's voice sounding in my ears.
What is the matter-are you ill?' it
said
l turned round and half rose from my
PROSTATE position. The sun had set, and
gray shadows were yelling the daylight;
the thick, heavy trees darkening it yet
more where | lay. My eyes were blur
red with tears, and | could not see dis
tinctly but | was sensible that a wom-
an dressed in black was kneeling behind
me- She started back, half fearfuly,
as l moved; but something in my face
seemed to reassure her, for the next mo-
mont she again advanced. l brushed
away my tears, rose to my feet and look
ed at her.
She seemed about twenty; her figure
very slight; a sweet. pale, melancholy
face; and light, golden hair, that fell in
natural ringlets down upon her shout
ders. While l looked a thrill ran
through me- Was l dreaming had my
troubles affected my brain? No, it was
she. My eager looks again frightened
her.
II heard you sobbing, and l thought
you were ill.," she said, timidly. as
there anything l can do for you? If
not, pray pardon my intrusion"
She drew farther away from me as
she spoke. No; | could doubt no more.
That soft, musical voice, that had haunt
ed me in my sleep-whose tones had new
er ceased reverberating in my soul, from
the hour in which l had first heard them
was still the same, although the face
and form had grown older.
DO you not remember meY l cried,
in a trembling, eager voice.
She thought | was mad, and look of
fear crept over her, but no sign OF rec
ogniton.
do you not remember Bury st. Ed
munds-the night l met you under the
old gateway-fve years next month";"
At the mention of Bury st. Edmund's
l could see her face culver. She paused
for moment after | had finished speak
ing; then she came close to me and look
ed steadfastly into my face.
"Yes; it is the same" she said, in
low voice. How strange that we should
meet again! have often thought of
you"
II have never ceased thinking of youl"
l answered. And l could not help my
tone being a passionate one.
She did not appear to remark my
manner, but seemed half lost in reverie.
We were now walking away from that
dismal spot; the keepers were clearing
the park
"Do you know" she said, speaking
suddenly, that l thought you were go
ing to throw yourself into the canal, and
that was why | spoke to you? Your
eyes were fixed with such a strange look
upon the water, and you were moaning
so sadly"
shuddered. Already, the thought Of
my meditated crime terrified me. The
despair was lifted off my heart in the
last few moments, and life seemed worth
preserving, after all.
She seemed to read my guilt in my
telltale looks.
But for you, should now be lying
at the bottom of that canalw / answer
ed, in low tone and my tears fell fast
They relieved my sudden revulsion Of
feeling.
"Aud l have saved you from such a
wicked deedl 1t makes me so happy to
think sol" she murmured. But why did
you wish to drown yourself" she asked.
Because my life was so wretched, so
observation-disclosures l have no friends,
no employment, no hopew l answered,
mournfully.
Il have no friends" she answered, in
a sad voice; but l have never wished
TO destroy myself; it would be so wick
ed"
"Oh, will never think of it againl'
l said, eagerly.
"But IL you have no friends and no
employment, you must want money.
can spare it; indeed / can. l give away
a good deal. 1t will please me so much
IL you take it,"
This was said in such a simple plead
ing Tone so unconscious of offense, that
it could not have mortified the most sem
sitive delicacy. But could not accept.
please not to ask me; cannot take
it," l said.
We walked on until we came to a
street of small pretty houses.
81 live there" she said, pointing to
one which appeared to have been re-
Gently built. al am late tonight; Mrs.
Wilson will wonder where l am"
as she your sister," 1 asked, haz-
arding a guess.
ooh. no-my landlady. As told you,
l have no friends"
How very remarkable the coincidence
has beenr' l said, after an awkward
pause. do you remember when first
we metz"
"You must not talk Of that, please"
she interrupted, hastily, with a shud-
der; NOR set me thinking OF that time,
or shall see them all night in my sleep.
But l must wish you good night"
and shall l not see you again?" l
said, mournfully.