Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-06-21

| ctlor was half stretched upon the Ia
I BILE, his arms reaching out, his long,
thin fingers gripping its edges. his
face buried under his shoulders. It
looked as if death had come suddenly
| to him during some terrible convul-
sion, but after a moment Nathaniel
saw that he was breathing. He went
| over and placed hand on the old
mans twisted back.
Hello, Obadiah! Hello-hello!" he
called cheerfully.
| A shudder ran through the coun-
cilor's frame, as if the voice had start
| led him, his arms and body stiffened
and slowly he lifted his head. Ma
thaniel tried to stife the cry on his
lips, tried to smile-to speak, but the
! terrible face that stared up into his
I own held him silent, motionless. He
had heard the voice Of madness, now
he looked upon madness in the eyes
that glared at him In them was no
sign Of recognitioA no passing fash
Of sanity. The WHITE face was lined
with purplish veins, the mouth was
distorted and the lips bleeding. In
voluntarily he stepped back to the
end Of the table.
At his movement the councillor
stretched out his arms with sobbing
moan. @
"Nat-Nat-don't 60"
He fell again upon his face, clutch
ing the table In a sudden convulsion.
In the next room Nathaniel had no
~ ho ,oht
this and wet the old mans head. For
long time Obadiah did not move.
and when he did it was to reach out
with cropping hand to find Nathaniel.
A change had come INTO his face when
he lifted 1t again, the mad fire had
partly burned itself out of his eyes,
the old chuckling laugh came from
between his lipA
"A little weakness, Nat-a little
weakness" he gasped family. Il have
1t now and then. Excitement-great
excitement" He Strengthened him
self for moment and stood, swaying
free from the table, then collapsed
into chair, his head dropping upon
his breast.
Without arousing him from the stu
por into which he had fallen, Ma
thaniel again concealed himself in
the shadows outside the cabin where
he could better guard himself against
the possible approach Of Morpon WIS.,
1tors. But he did not remain long.
He struck q match and saw that it
was nearly II and sudden resolu-
ton turned him back to the cabin
door. He believed that Obadiah would
not easily arouse himself from the
strange stupor into which he had fall
| len. Meanwhile he would find food
| and then conceal himself near the
path to intercept Marion. i
AS he mounted the step he heard
for the second time since landing
upon the island the solemn tolling Of
the great bell at St. James, and as he
paused for an instant to listen, peal
upon peal followed the first until it's
brazen thunder rolled in one long
booming echo through the forests Of
the Mormon kingdom. There came a
shrill cry at his back and he whirled
about to see the councillor standing
in the center OF the big room, his arms
eutstretched. his face lifted as it had
been raised in prayer ct the tolling Of
the same bell the night before-but
this time it was not prayer that fell
from his lips.
NAT, ye have returned in the hour
of vengeance! The hand of God is
descending upon the Mormon king
domi"
His words came in q gasping. but
Triumphant cry.
"And ACCOMPLISHMENTS He
stepped forward. his voice grooming
wild Joy. "Tomorrow-I-shall-be-
king!"
AS he spoke the cabin trembled, q
tremor passed under them, and tho
tolling of the bell was lost in sudden
tumlt that came like the bursting
crash OF low thunder.
what is it!'' cried Nathaniel. He
leaped INTO the room and caught Oba-
diahtby the arm. What is it?"
"The hand Of Godi" whispered the
old man again. ''Nat-Nat-" 1t was
his old self that stood grimacing and
twisting his hands before Nathaniel
now. "Nat-a thousand armed men
are OF the COAST The Lamanites Of
the mainland are descending upon the
Mormon .kinsaom as the hosts Of Is-
rael upon Canaan! Strang is doomed
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES tomorrow
shall be king!" His voice rose in q
wailing shriek. He darted to the door
and his cackling laugh rang with the
old madness a. he pointed into the
north where lurid glow had mounted
high into the SKY.
1.-The signal flre-the bell!" he CUR.
gled chokingly. "They are calling the
Mormons to- arms-but it is too late
too late! 40. ho It 10 too late, Nat
too iate!" He staggered back. grtp-i
ping his throat. and fell upon the
door. 'Too late-too late" he poaned.
g7oveling weakly. - If struggling fer
breath. TOO observation-disclosures:
A shiver passed through his body
and he lay quite still.
/, y. CHAPTER viii.