Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1907-04-17

ana was utterly DeWlluereU. IN my. sur
prise and vexation at the discovery l stepped
backward and before could count three l
had gone straight over the side Of pre-.
which ended in a deep lake, known as the
Devils Pool, at least 100 feet below
II closed my eyes and gave myself up for
came in contact with a: small shrub growing
upon the side of the rock, half way down.
i grasped 1t with the strength borne Of de-
SPAR and chung to 1t for dear life. i knew
that In a few moments 1t would give way.
and would be precipitated to certain death
below, but could do nothing but hang on,
and hope and pray. Good heavens, Dorrance,
II ever man prayed l did at that moment.
IAN at once ! heard a shriii cry over,
over the rock, the dying sun rays shining on
her beautiful face.
. Hold on for two minutes longerv she
shouted. 4 am going to help you =
Somehow those words I am going to help
you made a wonderful impression me.
ers ' had been answered, and God had sent an
II held on for dear life. l felt the roots
give way, but still | held on. In the mean
time the girl had removed her shawl, for
tunately 1t was large and strong and had
managed to cut it into strips. Lucky for
with her. for she had been gathering ferns.
She hastily plated the strips together and
so formed rope. She stood upon the rope,
weight; then she fastened one end around
large tree that grew near, and threw the
other end over the edge Of the cliff to where
i was clinging about half way down. One
or two Intellectual attempts and had caught
the rope, and so--weli, you can imagine the
terra frma. And then 1 tainted dead away
for my right arm was broken and there were
several injuries. Well. my party found me
told me that the young lady who had SO
heroically rescued me was Miss Lyell, daugh-
ter Of Colonel Lyell, Of New Orleans. Need
a AIAk uAt4A
l could hold pen, In which poured out my
very soul In gratitude for what she had done.
received dainty note In reply, In which
life all the same, Dorrance, and 1t will go
hard with me II l can find no way to repay
the debt And that is Miss Lyell--Miss Esme
physician. l recognized her face at once,
when was bold enough to glance into the
room. It Is unnecessary for me to ada that
ing--absolutely nottingham would not do
to save her. All, here we are at the Jail.
See what a crowd Of people
During Duane's story I had been unable to
speak. I could not utter a word. l knew
that his story was true. 1t all came back
to my memory now. / had heard Mrs. Lyell
mind, and the deed she had done. though
did not know, until now, the name Of the
hero in the pretty drama, which had so
c cs now now to md another Richmond In the
field. What perverse fate had brought this
fellow here at this particular JunctureF 1
cursed my own carelessness In leaving the
door open, even for a moment. He might
otherwise never have seen her face, said.
Yet after all. knew that he would have
met useless se tn sst t. wh
famous charge at the wind mills could be
no more absurd than tilt against fate. You
tain thing f. but when You have reached Anti
pOdes, 1t stands there waiting for you, per-
chance In another guise than that which you
on nS ordained. you can never escape It. You
might as well beat your head against 'the
fair June heaven, where all the souls are
sion upon the blue dome above as In tourn-
ament with fate. i felt 1t all In the depths
of my sore heart, with dull, sickening dread
for the future.
We alighted from the vehicle and made
our way slowly through the crowd Of eager
faces hanging around the entrance. 1T was
an old wooden building which served as 5ait
occupied solely by stephen wardour, his
daughter Ruby, and Davis. the tramp; all
connected with the Ernsciffe tragedy.
The officers cleared the way for US with
alacrity, and soon found myself In a small
bare room, where upon bed lay the man
whom had seen on the beach at Dead Mans
cliffe.
He was a CHASTITY looking object, for he had
severed an artery In his left wrist, and was
bleeding profusely from the aorta, the artery
Important a factor In the human body.
stopped over him and began my examination.
Somebody had had enough common sense
and presence of mind to tie handkerchief
about the severed artery to check the hemor-
rhage. To that fact he doubtless owed his
life.
The mans eyes, deep set and black and
evil, fared into my face with an awful
look.
"See here, Doctor" he gasped in feeble
voice, for he had lost great deal of blood,
II don't want nothin' done for me. The best
thing you can do Is to let me die-d We
hear 2"
II can't promise that, my man." returned
grimly. And furthermore, l think for your
daughters sake the best thing you can do Is
to get WE'LL" ! moistened his lips with some
brandy and water.
my daughter, poor little girl, Where 4,ts Is
cuse me o. KILN young Ernsclife, but it's
an Internal lie / am not guilty. but l
know the way he died. Shall l tell you?
why, your hand shakes. It was an awful
thing, sure. But this here's the truth. doe
tor, Paul Ernscllne killed himself, and
saw him do 1t!
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