Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-09-27

there was the sound of a step ON. the
narrow plank, and a hand was laid
on his shoulder.
With cry of superstition and ter
ror the overweight wretch looked
round and up into the white, hor-
fified face of Leola.
With swift reyulsion from terror
to rage Slime sprang to his feet and
chung to the lever, and Leola, with
cry, threw herself upon him.
The clear cry of horror smote up
on Cyril's ears; he looked around
and saw two figures on the dam, and
for the moment thought he must be
dreaming.
Then with a shout he sprang up
the bank, and dashed on to the dam.
II was not moment too soon.
Slime had seen that his victim must
escape, and relinquishing the lever
turned with the snarl of wild beast
upon Leola and tried to throw her
into the river. With one arm wound
round one of the dam timbers. she
tried to keep him back with the
other hand; his. distorted face was
| close to hers, his hot hands tore al
her arm, moment would end ii, but
in that moment Cyril was upon him
and with an inariculate cry OF
rage, Slime was literally hurled into
the river.
With low moan of relief, Leola
dropped upon Cyrils breast Then
before word could be said, she re.
covered herself.
Look. look! he will drown!" she
cried, turning her head toward the
wretched creature in the water
Look, Cyril, CYRIL"
Cyril paused for a moment, then
with quiet, "Cling to the dam, my
darling!" he dived into the water.
Slime saw him coming, and of course
| chung to him with the frenzy of q
drowning man; but Cyril held him
at arms length, and after battling
with him for moment, swan ashore
and dragged him on to the bank.
AS he did so, some one came run
ming up and shouting; but Cyril die
not wait moment after he had got
Slime safely TO shore, but ran to the
dam. There was one brief moment
of ecstasy as they stood looking al
each other with devouring eyes; ther
Cyril took her in his arms, and with
out word carried her up the bank
for now that the peril was past, al
strength seemed to have suddenly
| deserted the brave girl.
| Kneeling beside Slime was a gen
tleman. 1t was he who had run III
shouting; and now, at sight of Cyril
he sprans to his feet with an ex
clamation of establishment.
why, 1t is you, Mr.--!"
Cyril stopped him with a gesture.
rs he dead?" he said, stoopin.
over the limp figure.
NO." said the stranger, mo
dead; but 1t was a narrow squeak.
don't think the ruffian was worth saw
ing. l saw 1t all, he continued
from the bridge, and l was SO hor
rified at the lady's peril, that for tn
moment | couldn't find my voice."
This lady is Miss Dale" sal
Cyril.
The gentleman raised his hat wit
marked respect.
Il congratulate you, madam, o.
your safety he said, fervently.
Leola turned to Cyril with a NUT
gesture.
Yes, Mr.. Il mean this gentle
man--saved YOU" said the stranger
"You could not have held out al
other moment"
But she saved me, man, sal
Cyril, impatiently. You don't III
derstand! The miserable wretc
was trying to open the sluice.
he had done 1t l should have bee
killed, for | was inside The whee
then"
CHAPTER xxx.
Quite unconscious of the TRACED
which was being enacted so near t
them, Mr.. Ford and Philip Dye
were locked in the library waiting TO
Leola.
Both had spent very anxiou
time since The preceding night. T
tell the truth Mr.. Ford's conscienc
was extremely disquieted.
AS for Philip Dyce himself, he wa
half mad with the suspense.
Suddenly there came a knock a
the library door. Both men starte
like disturbed conspirators. MI
Ford opened the door and admitte
Mrs. Wetherell. If she had bee
anxious and distressed before, sh
looked now almost wild with apprs
hension.
"Oh, Mr.. Ford" she exclaimed
"Leola is not in the Abbey"
Philip Dyce started.
Not in the Abbey?"
Mo- said Mrs. wetherell, anxiou.
ly. Il went up to her room littl
while since. and found that she wa
not there. have been all owe
the place and cannot find her an
now Mary tells me that Leola's ha
and jacket are missing from tn
wardrobe"