Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-07-04

| all for the kind welcome you have
given us. l trust none of us will ever
forget this night. and that henceforth
We are neighbors in every sense OF
the word Thank you again and
again, not only for myself. but for my
dear wife, whom all of you know, and
whose heart is full of gratitude for
your kind wishes
A mighty cheer rose, deafening.
thrilling. And almost before it had
ceased Guilford Berton cIutched the
arm of the man pressing against him.
"Whe-who is that?" he demanded,
hoarsely.
The man stared at MIN, and shook
his hand of impadently.
That fellow, as you calls him,
master is the young earl, the gentle
man as was Mr.. Burne, the artist; and
that young lady is his wife, Lady No
rah as was. Hurrah! Hurrah! One
more cheer. boys! Hurrah!"
Guilford Berton staggered slightly,
then with Ills eyes still fixed on Cyril
and Norah, who were leaning over the
terrace in vain trying to shake the
hands eagerly thrust up to them he
backed away, slowly for time; then,
as he got into the densest part Of the
crowd, he turned and forced his way
through the people with a desperate
haste. even striking at them in a fren-
zied, furious fashion. Some shrank
back, others struck at him in return
and him lint xx<sfI, a., l.
bent down he made lane for himself,
and reached the edge of the crowd.
With the uncertain staggering steps
Of drunken man he went down the
lane and entered the cottage. He had
left no light in the room; the fire had
died cut; all was dark. Before he
struck match he felt his way to the
sideboard, found brandy decanter
and, with trembling hands, poured out
glassful and drank it. Then, with
a cry as if the spirits had given him
power to realize the truth, he flung
mis- hands above his head and cursed
Cyril, and even Norah herself. AS he
was raving, in the very midst of the
awful stream of profanity, he stopped
short suddenly and listened.
What he heard was only the distant
sound of the crowd, but to his ears it
took to itself the likeness of a wall,
cry from woman, and, with a shud-
der, he covered against the sidehoard,
and looked over his shoulder with an
expression of sickening fear and dread
on his white face, for once again he
seemed to see that vague, indeflnable
shade which bore the faint outlines of
the murdered woman, and which had
haunted him now and again whenever
he was over+tried Or excited For n
moment-that might have been year
The stood covering, bent almost dou-
Bile; then the expression of his face
changed to one of sinister cunning,
and, still looking behind him and
moving his lips, though no words
came, he stole on tiptoe toward the
cupboard.
Three hours later Cyril and Jack
stood together in the drawing room.
i Lady Ferndale and Norah had gone
upstairs, presumably to bed. but re
ally to sit and talk of the wonderful
events OF the day, and Lord Ferndale,
declaring that he must have a quiet
cigar after all the excitement, had
taken Mr.. Petherick to the smoking
room.
! Il wish | could tell you all feel to-
night, Jack he said; how happy I
am, how grateful to you all, to yon
and the Fendales, and all these good
people. with their simple. warm
hearted welcome Please God, will
be worthy of their love- and keep il.
But my darling won't find it difficult
to do that, will she? jack ask my
SELF as stand here thinking of the
great good luck which has fallen to
me, why |, of all men. should have
been so fortunate and so blessed and
and, Jack, !. almost frightens me.
| can only say. from the bottom OF
I, ny heart, that / am grateful-vcry.
very grateful-and, thank God, can
add that ] am at peace with all men ;"
! Even Guilford Berton?" said Jack
quietly
| Jack. had forgotten him. he
said, simply.
That's only natural" reioined Jack.
But haven't, and as / have inter-
fered SO much n your affairs you'd
better let NE fin sh up by disposing
of that ingenious gentleman" and he
began buttoning up his coat
What are you going to dor asked
Cyril. gravely.
I'm going to call upon Mr.. Berton.'
Tonight"
Tonight for I've a shrewd suspi-
cion that II | wait until the morning
shall not find him at home"
'But-but why not let him alrne?
Why not let him go. All. see! Id
almost forgotten"
Yes" said Jack, quietly and grimly,
Fl only want to ask Mr.. Berton one
Question. and | intend to have the an
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