The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1907-01-18

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| nearu seemed surcharged-ohe groan
| From whose lips did it come? Sweet
| water endeavored TO find out. but was
not able, nor could any one inform
him unless it was Mr.. Sutherland
whom he dared not approach.
This gentleman was on foot like the
rest with his arm fast linked in that
of his son Frederick. He had meant
to ride. for the distance was long for
men past 60; but, finding the latter re-
solved to walk. he had consented to do
the same rather than be separated
from his son.
He had fears for Frederick-he could
hardly have told why and as the GER
emory proceeded and Agatha was sol
EMMY laid away in the place prepared
for her his sympathies grew upon him
to such an extent that he found it diff
fcult TO quit the young man for mo-
Iuent or even to turn his eyes away
from the face he had never seemed to
know till now. But as a friend and
stranger were now rapidly leaving the
yard he controlled himself a.nd. assum-
ing a more natural demeanor, asked his
SOii II It htIt ilDF IEduN " iIdF belNh
But to his establishment Frederick re-
piled that he did not intend to return
to Sutherlandtown at present. that he
had business in dorchester and that
he was doubtful as TO when he would
be ready to go home. AS the old gen
tleman did not wish 10 raise a contro-
versy. be said nothing. but as soon as
he saw Frederick disappear up the
road be sent back the carriage he had
ordered. saying that he would return
in a Porchester gig as soon as he had
settled some affairs of his own, which
might and might not detain him there
till evening.
Then he proceeded to a little inn.
where he hired room with windows
that looked out on the highroad. In
one of these windows he sat all day,
watching for Frederick, who had gone
further up the road.
But no Frederick appeared. and with
vague misGivinGs. for which as yet he
had no name. he left the window and
set out on foot for home.
1t was now dark, but a silvery CLEAN
on the horizon gave promise of the
speedy rising of a full moon. Other
wise he would not have attempted to
walk over a road proverbially dark
and dismal.
The churchyard. in which they had
just laid away Agatha. lay in his
course. AS he approached he felt his
heart fail. and stopping a moment at
the stone wall that separated it from
the highroad he leaned against the
trunk of a huge elm that guarded the
gate of entrance. AS he did so he
heard a sound of repressed sobbng
from some spot not very far away, and
moved by some undefinable impulse
stronger than his will. he pushed open
the gate and entered the sacred pre-
cinctS.
Instantly the wierdness and desola-
ton Of the spot struck him. He wish
ed. yet dreaded. to advance. Some
thing in the grief of the mourner
whose sobs he had heard had seized
upon his heartstrings. and yet as he
heSitated. the sounds came again. and.
that his intrusion might not
prove altogether welcome, he pressed
forward till he came within few feet
from the spot from which the sobs is
sued
He had moved quietly. feeling the
awe of the place. and when he paused
it was with a sensation of dread not to
be entirely explained by the sad and
dismal surroundings. Dark as ii was.
he discerned the outline of a form ly-
ing stretched in speechlesS misery
across a grave. but when impelled by
an almost irresistible compassion he
strove TO speak. his tongue Glove to the
roof of his mouth and he only drew
back further into the shadow.
He had recognized the mourner and
the grave. The mourner was Fred
erick and the grave that of Agatha
Webb.
A few minutes later Mr.. Sutherland
reappeared ut the door of the inn ard
asked for gig and driver to take him