Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1907-01-03
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Q. 1T WAS FOR HER SAKE
BY CHARLES CARVlCE


BARLEY Bradstone shook his head,
and turned aside that the man might
not see the evil look that crossed his
face At that moment Bessie crossed
the hall, ard he called her.
"Here," he said. Just give this
to Mrs. Bradstone, and tell her that !
am so clad TO hear she was able to 50
out today"
in taking out the letter, he also
pulled out Faradeane's, which he
thrust back again hurriedly into his
Ibreastpocket. Then he went down
tho steps, but though he had neryed
himself to the utmost, as he APP
preached the particular railing mis-
heart began to thud and his cheeks to
whiten Ard suddenly, as he nearei
in the direction OF the glade, his
heart seemed to stop beating and MS
brain to whrl, for there on the very
spot, was something, something in the
shape and hue Of woman's dress
coming towards him. Was it a living
woman CT
with low cry of horror he stag
gered and clutched at the railing with
both hands to keep himself from fall
Ing for his knees bent under HIM,
still staring at the dimly seen figure.
A second or two, that seemed Hike
years, passed In that awful suspense;
then the ngure--living or dead dis
appeared amongst the trees.
With moan of terror he managed
TO stand upright, and hopping his
liyid face with his handkerchief
struggled for courage to call out,
Ills voice came at last and husltl,'
land fecbly he called;
Who's therc2"
No answer came. He waited for d
minute until the use Of his legs came
back TO him then set off, as fast as
his trembling limbs would permit
Gown the avenue
Almost before he had reached the
lodge, the figure came out from
the shelter of one trunk to another
made for the railing and looked after
him,
Then, If BARLEY Bradstone could
have summoned up courage to look
back he would have seen what he had
taken for the wrath of the woman ht
had shot was Seth the gypsy clad In
an ordinary carriers frocl and wear
ing n SLOUGH hat that nearly concealed
his face.
Seth got over the fence and STOOD
looking up and down the avenue
warily The smock vas torn with
hrambles, Seth's face looked grimy
and drink-worn, and there was fur
tive, sinister CLEAN in his black, Gun
ming eyes,
Give YOU a fright, did ] Master
Bradstone!" he muttered, huskily
TIL give you one or two more nfort
I've done with you"
Then he was about to leap over the
railing back into the wood again
whom something white lying on the
ground where BARLEY Badstone hat
been standing, caught his eye,
He bounced upon II as only a mrch
or or n gipsy can, and turned It owe,
with eager curiosity.
II was the lottor containing BartleN
bradstone's confession which he haC
pulled out from his pocket with his
handkerchief.
Seth shrugged his shoulders. "OnN
n letter faint no use to me; If Il
'ud hcen his Handkerchief, now!'
With n contemptuous grimace he tore
It In half and was about to fling Il
away, when he stopped his hand. 90
duno" he mutterod, perhaps I'd bet
ter keep It; he might give me some
thing for II, I'll offer II him anyhow, ;
And he thrust Il carelessly into mis-
trousers pocket,
CHAPTER XXI
Bessie took the motto up to Ouvia's
room, and found her still kneeling be
side Tho bed her arms stretched out
upon The white coverlid in utter ex
haustion; and yet The hands were
moving to and fro reClllessly, as If the
brain We're racked by anxious thought
Bessie bent over her and SOFTLY
drew the long hair from her face
which was burning hot.
"Ah, miss, YOU will be III again.
she said roproaChmlly And he said
| was to take care of YOU"
Yes! 1t is always of me or some
one else he is thinking!" Olivis
moaned impationtly. always q
someone else-never of himself. oh
BESSIE, BESSIE, what shall do TO say,
him? What shall do? Every hour
oysry minute, that slips by so stealth
lily and swiftly adds to the danger
| can't think; can't even pray
What shall I do?" and she wruug he,
hands
"Hush, hush, missl' murmured Bss
sic, soothingly, Some thing will b,
done; the truth must come to light