The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1907-12-05

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fioa When siopTed drumming ~
rrsnsmed her performance wiYrn
drammed she was qnlct llyirnins Ia
tentjy. bat with evident aisap,,olui
meat Giving up The riddle ~ iasi.
leaned back. with folded arms lmmc
diaiely With a most unxplitAhie ipul
toward her father aud towHri use. tbi
glii across the aisle resumed. With ~
air ~ desperate determination. IA,
sane unFarylng iteption % souEd'
snd iaure~ uutil the performance ls'
came almost lniolenble Indeed. 4
was getting upon ms nerves. aud was
contemplating an appeal 20 her father
when ! stumbled Into The light llcl
manenrer was making It's way not up
on my nerves alone. but upon an innel
consciousness, slowly responding Il
the magic code ! began 10 follow and
analyze that rhyihmlcal succession OF
sounds aud panses until was able "a
recognize. distinguish and translate
them The girl across the aisle was
communicating through her crude play
thing telegraph messages 10 me.
Noting my expression, she stopped.
then flashed a significant glance 10.
ward her father obeying her un,
spoken injunction. busted myself
with a book, but IN a moment she was
at work again, aud her message read;
81 am trying 10 speak TO YOU DO
you understand
My response was 10 cast a bewlldcr-
ed glance at her Instantly she turned
her face from me toward the window,
but | was on the alert for the next
message
''Drum with your fingers on the arm
OF your seat as you did before can
read that Don't look at me-"
Here was the last link In the riddle
| raped
Il understand you. How can help
your"
She appeared not to notice me, sit.
ting with her hands relaxed, apparent
iy lost In reyerie. But another mes
sage soon followed.
This man who pretends am crazy
Is not my father nor an old man only
twenty seven Read again"
raped Yes" keeping my eyes on
my book Then her improyised tele.
graph spoke again.
'He robbed my father, abducted me
and Will force me to marry him as
soon as he is safe from capture. He
threatens to kill me II ! try 10 es.
cape or betray him. His name is Jere
my Saunders. Have you UNDERSTOOD r.
Had /? II ever | needed nerve 1t
was then. On my return home. de-
feated, batiled, found myself by
freak of fortune hot on the trail Across
the aisle, so near that | could touch
him, yet so secure I'm his disguise that
he could mock me TO my face, sat my
quarry, while to this girl, his prisoner,
had come the heaven sent inspiration
We both needed.
Steadying my fingers by an effort,
raped:
"fes. Your name next Will aid
yop with my llfe"
Il am Almo Osgood," she responded |
The woman Is Saunders sister We
hight at Rochester, and unless help
zones quickly am lost"
consulted my time table We would /
each Rochester In an hour.
do you fear arrest and temporary /
letentlonf' | raped.
II fear nothing that will free me
rom this man." was the prompt re.
iponse.
"very good" replied. 'lf in mortal !
'ower ! will free you. Say no more.
I Is risking too much"
AS | raped the last words Saunders
lung down his paper.
BE done with that Internal din" he
Exclaimed. at is past all endurance~
"Yes!' said the girl wearily. "Tbe