The Washington times., 1913-01-14

hides in a cave-known only to Rorie.
Black jamie is murdered. Don John is
accused Of being the murderer. Mistress
Mary declares her father was murdered
at midnight by Macdonald of the Kyles.
Jamie's children gifted with second sight.
predicts blood. murder. and war.
CHAPTER yII.-(Continued.)
TOOK II in my own soiled fist ard
looked away at the hills, for there
u was a strange Tightening in my
nostriis- 1 held her hand for nearly
a minute without daring to let her sec
my face. Then she drew away her hand
and ran into the house. But she did not
laugh.
For many days after that she was the
Martposa OF old. Hope returned to my
were in for the night-for the days
We're growing in-I walked with her TO
the stile. 1t was getting dark, and that
helped me a little. I had made up my
mind to tell her again that loved her.
and how hard the tellingI
Mariposa-I like ye better than /
used to-" stammered. Il mean-ye
mind yon day in the hayloft?
But things have changed since them.
She did not answer for a while, then
she seemed very SAD.
..Rorie, I wish I did love ye-the way
ye would have me. do love ye, Rorie,
loft. There would be no difference,
Rorie, IL ye would just go on loving
me. and letting me love you, as We did
then
NO difference, Mariposa?"
Aye, Rorie, ken what We would be
at" she sighed. But there are two
kinds of love, lad
.Ye love Jamie l said bitterly:
But there are two kinds, Rorie. When
.Aye-me?''
when It is you. IN can sit down
quiet and be happy, and want nothing
"Aye-him?"
when 1t is him. am anxious to do
.aings that win please him, and I'm
afraid of him. and yet wanting to
fly from him. and-you see, lad
AYE, I seeI see
We said no more until, having tired Of
sitting in silence. We got down and
started for the house. ! laid my hand
on her shoulder and, said:
''Mariposa, young jamie is not for
YOU. Do not set your heart over strong
upon him, for Il would hurt me more
than my own hurt to see ye suffer the
same"
She looked UP into my eyes. for l
could not help being terribly in earnest.
What would you be meaning, Rorie?'
The time had come for me to tell her
that young jamie was her own cousin,
and son of her fathers murderer but
something in her eyes-a look of disap-
pointment, anger and distrust-left me
dumb. 1t was my duty to have told her
then-and there was no reason for hid
ing anything-but my own hurt and the
feeling that she would suspect another
motive, made me hesitate.
Suddenly she whisked herself from
under my hand and walked to the
house
"Rorie," she said, without turning
her head, Il dinna like ye as WELL
She kept away from me next day, but
my mind was nov made up that she
should be told the whole story. After
Mariposa had set of to meet young
Jamie. spoke to my mother about il,
and she undertook the matter. But no
opportunity presented itself next day,
for Mariposa appeared with a troubled
air and at once attached herself to me,
as before. Wherever ] went, she fol-
lowed. She uttered hardly a word, but
several times ] caught her looking at
me as IL she had something to say. I
was further surprised when evening
came and she asked me to walk with
her to Daft LeezIe's. In the half light
and the quiet of the woods she began to
speak.
.Rorie, want to cell ye something"
Aye"
Last night"
..Ayer' And shut my teeth hard.
young jamie and me walked on the
castle road. We we're sitting on rock
when
aye. Go on"
When the-the ogre, stepped out
and"
Ny heart gave a great leap. We
stopped and faced one another. Mari
posa began TO speak with great rapidity.
now that the secret was out
He stepped ont from the trees, and
OH Rorie, he looked fearful in his an
ger. He cursed Jamie. He cursed me.
Then he pointed to the castle and said:
Go home. ye fool Jamie and he fell to
quarreling. The laird told him i was
oh! Rorie, j Gamma tell ye. ] put my
hands over my ears and ran. What
does It mean. Rorie? Ye ken. see ye
Ken Tell, me, Rorie."
"Mariposa," ! said, 81 ken. I would
have hold We, and II ye had come T.
the morn my mother would ha' told
rs # anything bad?" she whispered.
i put my arm around her. but she
drew away after a moments yielding.
"Ch, lass said, half choked, moth |
ing OF you is bad None kens it better |
have me and my fathers ciaymore TO
answer: But, oh! lass. you have been
misguided. am glad 1t has come be-
1ore your heart was broken-though |
INOIlc "Ould nave menOe0 tnat.
She stood away from me with her
hands on her hips, tossing her head and |
tapping her foot impatiently. The ST. |
1ence ended with n sound Of rapid foot
steps in the wood. Mariposa started as |
Young jamie appeared and stamped past |
us in the direction of the castle, mutter- |
ing as he went
"Jamie,' cried Marfposa, and my
heart grew cold at the name and the
voice. But young Jamie seemed not to |
hear.
Jamie. Jamie!" che cried. and still he
rushed on.
She ran after him. crying his name.
but the Jamie! Jamiei Jamie.' dying
away in the fores. told me that he was
either deaf or unwilling to stop
Ny minds eye saw the thing at once.
He had come from the direction O.
Daft Leezie's hut He had been hear
ing a story. maybe. although am sure
Mariposa though his hun was that he
had overheard our talk. 1t was on my
mind to follow. for had a feeling of
evil to come. but the thought that 7
might again plunge myself unwanted,
into iRnorniny. bade me think II woul6 |
be better TO learn just what had hap
pened
I started for Daft Leezie's cottage. 1t
Was but a short way. There was a dun |
light burning in the window, but when
7 knocked at the door got no response.
Neither could / hear Daft Leezie NOV
ing within. ] called her once or twice
then opened the door. The old woman