Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1905-11-07

it had left the road hard to get over.
.Baylles was obliged to trust to his
horse whose eyes were far better than
his masters, but the brute seemed to
have difficulty in keeping the road.
At any rate, he was constantly found
ering in Sc ne bog beside it. Baylies
encouraged him, bur the mans dread
that he VIC id not bring the doctor IN
ime-that N his return he would find
his wife o. :d-put tremor into his
voice that vas not reassuring.
The distance he traversed was IN
known to him till he came to the Gem
etery, which he knew was half way.
Then suddenly a fash of lightning
the first illumination in a night of
pitchy blackness-showed him on the
other side of Il stone wall Il tomb
stone on which was carved the name
Albert Seymour"
Baylies shuddered. he and Seymour
had been rivals for the hand of Mar
garet Burns. Baylies had won, and
Seymour had never been the same
man afterward. Stricken with a dead
ly disease, he had declined treatment,
averrlng that he wished to die. And
now the woman he loved was at
deaths door, and the man who had
won her was trying to save her.
Whether it was the binding effect
of the lightning Oh the horses eyes
or the fright that made him shy in the
III
against the wall. Bay, went over
it, and that was the last of conscious
ness for him till the irst glimmer Of
dawn showed him that he was lying
on the grave Of Albert Seymour. His
horse TODD on the other side of the
wall. with his nose over it, looking at
him. Baylies, Mortified at having thus
been delayed, got up, staggered to the
wall and climbed over to the other
side. He knew that when he had
started it was long past midnight, 50
he supposed he might not have been
lying long unconscious. At any rate,
he hoped not. There was but one
course for him-to 90 forward. One
thing arrested his attention-his horse
was painting; not as though he had
stood waiting for his master to come
to himself; but as though he had been
Ealloping and had, just stopped But
there was no time for speculation.
Mounting, BaylieS spurred onward AMI
IN half an hour pulled up at the doc
tors door \ maid opened it aud rec
ognizing Baylies as one of her mas
ter's patients, looked ut him surprised.
The doctor" he gasped. rs he at
homer"
He's gone to your house, sir
My house? Then they have sch.
some one else for himi'
Eyes sir; they must have"
But there was no one to send"
He was a gentleman, sir, and he
came on that horse. See the cut on
his foreleg? 1t is bleeding yet"
DO you mean that you noticed this
horse and know him by that cut?"
Indeed 1 do. sir"
who rode him?"
a tall, thin. pale gentleman with
sandy hair and side whlskers, and now
1 remember, on his finger was a queer
looking gold ring made like twined
strands"
Baylies blood ran cold. His wife be-
fore they were married had given Al
bert Seymour such a ring. After her
engagement with Baylies he had beg
ged permission to keep il, and she Ia I
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
airmly believed had taken up his mes
sage and while he was unconscious
carried il on its way.
Baylies had hated his rival while ne
lived, and since his death had not
ceased to be jealous of him. But now
as he looked at the inanimate marble
that marked the grave Of one from.
whom he had taken all that made life
desirable, there rushed upon him a
sense of the selfishness of man. the
benefcence of Immortality.
On reaching home he found the doc
tor working with his wife, whom he
had succeeded in bringing out of dan
ger.
"Why did you not wait for the