The Washington times., 1913-01-09

I i did at the time, just what had hap
| pened at the castle.
Poor Mistress Mary he sighed.
They must have compelled her to that
| horrible scene"
| l told about my meeting with her,
and gave him her message.
| WAS that ALP" he asked.
was not so young but that under
stood a little. l teased him a while
! with false messages Drumming with
| love; but when he saw that L was jest
4 ing, he seemed so cast down that felt
! sorry and straightway told him how she
! had kissed me and asked so many oues-
| tons. told him, too, how she fumbled
with the heather, whereat he smiled and
| sighed. But he was not happy, l could
see.
"Rorie." he said. after a long silencs.
you must not tell her where the cave
| is. She must not come here"
nodded my head.
And you must not tell her ] am
! hurt
To this 1 made no reply Presently
| he was trying to keep back the tears OF
sheer weakness.
''Oh! Rorie, lad he said, what
| misery / have brought upon you all
II might as well have been death at the
beginning, for though 1 feel the pre-
sentiment of it now. there is so much
that cannot be undone."
"Huh," / protested. He was a dour
man that nobody liked
Not that, lad" said he, and became
silent Presently he sat up and laughed.
Come. Rorie. This Is very bad!' he
cried. 1T is nothing but a little fever
l would you were leech, lad. When
you see Mistress Mary. give her this"
He drew a golden ring from his finger
, and handed 1t to me. Had l been Mis-
tress Mary herself, could not have felt
happier to get this tender pleqge. Ana
/ was to tell her that some day when
he would aak her
for II.
When l left him he was quite cheer
full and whistling his tune: but me
thought he was a bit too merry. HIS
bend. when he shook mine was very
hot and dry. / determined to myself
that / should tell Mistress Mary Of his
being i'll, for it did not seem right that
a man should die of overcaution.
AS I came out of the woods and
walked over the pasture TO the house,
] noticed a bonfire on one of the hills
of the mainland beyond Butte. 1t shot
up in the night like a fiery fist shaken
IN mockery and defiance. A few MIL
utes later flare burst out OF the cas-.
tie woods; and the Macdonalds must
have been able to see the tllumined
turrets of the castle where the deed OF
war had been signed by a bloody hand.
dozen pipers blew horro--laden PROM
Use of the speedy fulfllment OF the law
of Moses.
I entered the farm kitchen. and there
was Daft Leezie sitting by the fire.
weeping. My mother and father, with
grave faces, sat near her.
ut will be as It will be-. Daft Leezie
moaned, rocking from side 70 side over
the staff that she held with clasped,
skinny hands Under her chin. War has
come upon the land, and it will be the
beginning of worse.
of the old bag. Although / had not
said a word to betray my presence, the
daft woman spoke as IL in answer to my
thought.
that? Poor lad, / sect for myself-a
cruel wound. and like to tester What?
Are we a coward? Are we afeared OF
an aud bosom that would cure your
hurt. Lie quiet, lad-lie qriet"" Daft
Leezie was on her feet and moving to
the door. As she passed out, she mum
bled: It'll mend itself. but I will
be gathering We some leaves to drink
Are we no Mistress Mary's lad, and
was II no auld Leezie suckled her TO
of the chimney, lad? A chimney I'm a
mirk wood is a fearful thing-to them
that hears the voices
The yammering tongue died away.
and her footsteps were lost in the
night.
Even my father and mother looked
frightened: but to me, who was able to
follow every bit of the daft woman's
NlSiOU, II WAS d liiiiB Vi awful uTeaU.
Before I knew what I was doing. had
flung myself into my mothers arms
and / was sobbing out my terror.
God have mercyn' said my father.
IT'S uncanny." But in spite of mis-
own agitation, he leaned forward and
patted me as I lay in my mothers
arms.
"Hech, aye, lad he whispered as
suringly, She'll not mind word of
il in the morning.
A Continuation of This Story VIII
Be Found In Tomorrow
nf