The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-03-27


 Island. was shot at Scarcely had the report sounded when Sam. crouchfng low to the ground like an animal and running with neck and head and goril- la-like arms cutstretched. plunged into the woods. He was gone fully an hour and rejoined Phillip at the station. His eyes were bloodshot and he was panting. while his lips twitched back over his teeth nov and then. but he was smiling. Phillip. studying his face curiously. asked him no questions, and Sam volunteered no information.
 At the end of the week Lillian went back to lonely Forest Lakes. Where Kelvin and Rollins and Herbert Rens- selaer had helped to enliven the huge empty house and the immense acre age. 1t, too. empty except for the small army of gaunt and grizzled woodsmen. who. with guns slung com- fortably in their arms. kept close sen- try. now there remained but Henry Breed and George Blagg and Dr. Eel plan. Zelphan met her first as she came up on the porch. peering at her through his thick glasses with the same curious regard that be would have given to a strange and brilliantly colored insect. Suddenly his eyes lighted as they caught her glance For an instant these two looked into each others souls. and Lillian felt her cheeks burning. But in an in- stant more she had closed those DOT tals of her inmost consciousness and bestowed upon him a stare of willful insolence.
 Lillian stopped for a moment in the dim old library. where Henry Breed sat in absorbed contemplation. his old. well thumbed Bible open before Him.
 "'Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath" he solemnly intoned. "'and behold every one that is proud and abase him. Look on every one that is proud and bring him low. and tread down the wicked in their place.
 As he finished look of intense malignity overspread his emaciated features The girl was shocked at the change that had taken place in him during her ono week of absence "Grandfathee," she said. sweeping toward him with the quick decision that characterized her. ''you are spending too much time in this stuffy old room. since there is no one here but Zelphan. 1t is perfectly glorious outdoors. The car is still outside. ] want you to come and ride with me-"
 She had put her hand upon his shoul- der. and the touch seemed to arouse Hxfv inc Ia ok I,oY. II, a slow return of his habitually shrewd expression.
 "You are looking charming" he com mented. "Your trip has done you good. Did you see Kelvin?" There was eageraess in the question.
 "Yes. indeed" she replied. "He's ac- complaining wonders"
 "I know" he said and glanced at pile of wireless telegrams strung upon a desk hook that lay at his right hand. He's A marvellous young man that. He is the instrument of Providence placed in my hands against the day of chastisemeut and purification and of the new birth"
 don't know about that" returned Lillian dryly. "I am rather inclined to think that you are the instrument fin his hand"
 .The tail cannot wag the dog" said Breed. smiling. ''The things Kelvin sims to do for himself are the things I want him to do for my own ends. and if he ever gets too big for me I'll break him as I would any other ef ficient but dangerous tool. But tell ne about him."
 "Wait until I run up and get into something more comfortable than