The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1906-08-11


was before you were born. I've never
seen her myself. | never dreamed
that she was walking yet. Lord. what
have done? didn't want to put you
there. Poor katharine"
Don't worry, Mrs. Lawson" he
said, kindly. Katharine has seen
nothing as yet; but | have He
smiled grimly, yet with certain
sense of relief. AT least" he thought,
1t is not quite madness. What does
it mean. he asked aloud. who was
it-she?"
They say" returned Mrs. Lawspn.
still speaking in whisper. that OLD
Squire Lawson, my husbands grand
father, had that room built as a sort
of Jail for his young vie, who went
out OF her mind, poor thing. and no
wonder, for lAe squire was a terrible
old man. He took her baby from her
and shut her up in that room and kept
her there by herself until she pinned
and died. That was before you were
born" Mrs. Lawson was sobbing and
wringing her hands. You must take
Katharine Sinclair away before she
SEES her. 1t would kill her. But don't
say anything about it outside, Alick.
My boarders would all leave me.
would be ruined"
Sinclair soothed the excited old
woman into quiet. Then he remount-
ea the stair Katharine, in her white
dressing gown, met him on the land
Ing.
Il missed you when | awoke, Alici,
dear" she said. Where We're you?'
katharine" he began with studied
| Carelessness, Il find this room very
small; don't you? And Mrs Lawson
! is well-meaniug. but she is tiresome,
good soul! ! think | will look UP
more comfortable quarters during the
/ day Can YOU be ready to leave here
this alternoOu?"
She place her hands upon his
shoulders and held him at arm'a
/ length for moment without speak
\ ing Her eyes were Drimming with
mischief, smile danced about her
red lips.
"Allck,' she said Il know why YOU
wish TO go away. lou are afraid OF
the woman who walked here last
night. Did YOU think | had not seen
herr"
Sincloir's jaw dropped. He stared
at her with an amazement which was
almost ludicrous. But before he had
recovered himself sufficiently to speak
Mrs, Lawson came painting UP the
stair and thrust pallid face in at the
| door.
The house was on fire. In an in
credibly short time the old wooden
building was laid IN ashes.
Sinclair and his wife returned 10 the
Catalpas. 1t was Katharine who in
sisted, with a sort OF gay peryerseness,
upon this. But even as they passed
under the ayched gateway the mvste-
rious gloom fell back upon her. SIN
clair. now almost as morbid as herself
could have sworn that he saw lis
descent in yiSible'farm. Her hair on
the instant became dull and lifeless
her cheeks fell hollow; the red on her
lips changed 10 gray pallor
\ moth huttcred against her bosom.
she fled, palpitatins with terror
across the old garden.
Sinclair stood. hardly a month later
looking down on his wife's upturuei
face. OGce more she slept profoundly
\ hooking bird whistled in cataIpas
tree by an open window The stricken
man frownei and lifted iuStinctively
a warning hand. but dropped II, re-
Numbering,
What did II all mean" he ques-
toned, STOPPING 70 the face On its
coffin pillow
The dead lips smiled. but withheld
tae response
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