The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1908-01-30

burning gaze, turned suddenly and
saw slight. dark-robed figure holding
bunch Of lilies to her breast.
Sarepty's heart gave hot leap
along her breast and then stood still.
1t seemed to her that it would never
move again. She felt only a great
calmness after the burning fever Of
the past few days.
They're just lovely" commente
Mrs. Lackey, taking the lilies from
Sarepty's trembling hands. prudence
and Mr. Dean air a-goin' to arrange
them. Did you know John Dean 'ud
come home fer good an all? You used
to be lovers like, didn't you, afore you
took up with Tobia Toon? But surely
you're not goin now, Sarepty?" she
exclaimed, as Sarepty, without reply
ing. gathered her shawl closely around
her and turned toward the door.
"Yes-mothers alone, an guess I'd
better CO." she softly replied, wonder
ing the while how it was possible to
talk with that awful weight on her
breast. 1t seemed as though Toba
had laid his cold dead hand on her
heart.
L wish you'd jist dust them books
an pile 'em up in the corner Mrs.
Lackey continued The young folks
air a-goin' to arrange the flowers, an
the dustin an SIGH like falls to US es
air married an settled down"
Sarepty took up the old dust brush
and commenced to dust and arrange
the books Prudence Lackey's laugh
ing tones and the questioning ones OF
the man on the ladder fell on her ear
as her trembling hands busted them
selves among the books. When the
last one had been carefully gone over,
she lay the brush on a chair and quiet
~ stole out
IT was quite dark when she passed
out into the cool air, and she shivered
as she reached the chucchyard, uncon-
sciously quickening her steps.
She walked quickly along, saying to
herself over and over again that she
was glad he was happy; it was but
hadn't expected him to remember, it
all happened so long ago. She had
never realized before how beautiful
Prudence Lackey was, nor how pale
and faded she must seem in compari-
son.
An overmastering quietude took
possession Of her; with such oppres-
sion it was impossible to think clearly.
She was only conscious of a dazed
feeling and a desire to be alone.
She had gone about a qua rter of a
mile when the sound as of some one
running smote on her ear. She grew
afraid, terrified at she knew not what.
Perhaps it was Tobia come to upbraid
her,
The wind caught her shawl and bore
it away; she turned to pursue it, when
the figure of man running at full
speed became visible. He was holding
in his hand some white thing that
waved and fluttered in the wind.
She felt her strength going and the
solitary lamp in her mother-.n-law
window seemed so far away. She
managed to reach a big thorn tree
growing by the roadside and sank
down, unable to move or speak.
A faint moon had risen and Sarepty
could see the man but few yards
away. 1t was Tobia with the lily she
had laid on his breast. The next min
ute she had tainted
When she came to she was lying on
some ones breast wrapped in mans
soft overcoat, and a voice that sent
the blood leaping through her veins
was murmuring:
'Retta, darling, Retta. why did you
run away from me? When | tackled
that vine | went to find you and you
had gone He held a bunch of lilies
before her happy eyes, exclaiming:
See, here are your lilies. | stole them
because they We're yours"
There was wedding on Easter and
the bride wore a bunch of warm, fra
grant lilies on her breast that her hus-
band had stolen from the meeting
house, while the solitary lily on Tobia
Toon's grave was as cold as the heart
that lay beneath.
DhIn END LiC