The daily Alaskan., 1905-08-07
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 In ,crtaln villlge rr9rri . co-fpk go anaually to cCuetcsy e st-cw flowers on a grave. TLs s t1e c. v that Is connected with their devotion C. the dead.
 The night was dark and the wind howicd as though lt were thc u!a-'iHg Of voices of a thousand fanatics. vlo, released from the body. were wild with cxhilaration at their freedom.
 Louis gaspcd Mrs Baylics, "l fear I am going to die"
 Great heavcns-' exclaimed the bus band. and. getting out Of bed. De scratched match and lighted a candle.
 "Go for a doctor" gaspcd the wife.
 And leave you here with no enc but that ignorant mRidi How can ly
 You must"
 Louis Baylles hurrledly got Into his clo.hcs. awakened the maid. thea went Co the stable, saddlcd hls horse, mount ed and rode away.
 It was a good five miles Co the doc tors. and though the rain hsd ceased it had left the road hard Go get over. Baylics was obliged to trust to hhi horse, whose eyes were far better than hls masters. but the brute seemed to have difficulty In keeping the road. At any rate, lie was constantly founderhg in some bog beside it. Baylles encour. aged him. but the mans dread that he would not bring the doctor In time that on his return he would find his wife dead-put a tremor into his voice that was not reassuring.
 The distance he traversed was un- known to him till he came Co the ccme. tery. which he knew was halfway. Then suddenly a Hash of lightning the irp illumination in a night of pitchy black. ness showed him on the other side of a stone wall tombstone on which was carved the name Albert Seymour
 Baylics shuddered. He and Seymour had been rivals for the hand of Mar garet Burns Raylies had won, and Seymour had never been the sane man afterward. Stricken with a deadly dis ease, he had declined treatment. aver ring that he wished Co die And now the woman he had loved was at deaths door, and the man who had won her was trying Co save her.
 whether it was the blinding effect oi the lightning on the horses eyes or the fright that made him shy in the inky ensuing blackness he came ngainst the wall Rayiies went over it. and that was the last of consciousness for him tln the first gllmmcr Of dawn showed him that he was lying on the grave of Albert Seymour Ills horse stood on the other side of the wall, with his nose over G. looking st blm. Baylles. horrifed at having thus been delayed. got up, staggered Co the wall and climbed over to the other side. He knew that when he had started lt was long past midnight 90 be supposed he might not have been lying long uncon- scious At any rate. he hoped not. There was but one course for him-to go forward One thing arrested bis attcntion-his horse was panting. not as though he had stood waiting for his master Co come Co himself but as though he had been galloping and had just stopped. But there was no time for speculation. Mounting Bsylies spurred onward and In half on hour pulled up at the doctors door. A maid opened it and. recognizing Bayies ss one Of her masters patients, looked at him surprised.
 "The doctorr' he gasped. '1s he st homey'
 Hes gone to your house, sir"
 "My houscl Then they have sent some one else for hlmT
 "Yes, sir; they must have"
 But there was no one Co send"
 "He wns a gentleman, sir and he came on that horse. See the cut on his fore legl 1t ls bleeding yet"
 Do you mean that you noticed this horse and know him by that cutT'
 Indeed | do, sir"
 "who rode hImT'
 "A tall, thin. pale gentleman with sandy hair and side whiskcrs; and now I remember, on his finger was a queer looking gold ring made like twinei strands"
 Baylies' blood ran cold. His wife before they were married had given Albert Seymour such ring. After her engagement with Baylies be had begged permission to keep it and she had consented.
 Without a word Baylies turned and rode back Passing the cemetery, there was the tombstone beneath which slept the mortal part of the man he had supplanted. the man whom he firmly believed had taken up his message and