The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1913-10-02

praying.
When Castor laid his hand gently
on his shoulder, his lips ceased to move,
and he looked at him in a dazed sort
of way at first without speaking.
"Oh-it's you, Charliev he sighed.
Eyes, Tom! Tell me, quick. Are you
sure she is nowhere in the house?"
"Sure? Sure?" he cried, in help
less stare. Eyes, yes, l found her
bonnet at the spring. l looked every
where for an hour before called the
neighbors."
'"Then I'm off with the searchers.
The signal is two guns if they find her
alive. One gun if she is dead. You
will understand
eyes, Charlie" answered the old SOL
der, in faraway tone Of voice, land
don't forget to help me pray while
you look for her.
"I've tried already, Tom he am
swered, as he pressed his hand and left
the house. All night long the search
continued and no signal gun was
from every field and wood, byway and
hedge for miles in every direction. y
Through every hour of this awful
night Tom Camp was in his room
praying-his face now streaming with
tears, now dry and white with the I'M
spoken terror that could stop the beat
of his heart. His white hair and snow
white beard were disheveled as he un-
consciously tore them with his trem-
bling hands. New he was crying in
an agony Of intensity:
GAS thy servant Of old wrestled with
the angel Of the Lord through tue
night, so. o God. will lie at thy feet
and wrestle and pray. | will not let
thee go until thou bless me. Though
I perish. let her live. | have lost ali
and praise thee still. Lord. thou canst
not leave me desolater'
From the pain of his wound and the
exhaustion of soul and body he tainted
once with his lips still moving in
prayer. For more than an hour he lay
as one dead. When he revived, he
looked at his clock. and it was but
an hour till dawn.
Again he fell on his knees, and again
the broken accents of his husky voice
could be heard wrestling with God.
Now he would beg and plead like
child. and then he would rise in the
unconscious dignity of an immortal
soul in combat with the powers of the
infinite. and his language was in the
sublime speech of the old Hebrew
seers.
Just before the sun rose the signal
gun pealed its message of life ONE! |
TWO! in rapid succession.
Tom sprang to his feet with blazing
eyes. One! Two! echoed the guns from
another hill. and fainter grew its re-
peated call from group to group Of the |
searcherS
There. Glory to Godr' he screamed |
at the top of his voice, the last note
CT his triumphant shout breaking into /
sobs. ICED be praised. | knew they !
would find her! She's not dead: she's
alive! alive. Oh. my soul. lift ND thy |
head"
The tramp of swift feet was heard at I
The door and Castor told him with
husky. stammering voice:
She's alive. Tom. but unconscious.
I'll have her brought to the house. She /
was found just where your spring
branch runs into the Flat Rock not
500 yards from here in those woods.
Stay where you are. We will bring
her in nlinute
CASTOR bounded back to the scene.
Tom paid no attention to his orders
@ stay at home, but sprang after him.
jumping and falling and scrambling I'M
'ga1t- as he followed, Before they
knew 1t he was upon the excited, tear
'uI group that stood in circle around
he chiId's body.
CASTOR. who was standing on the
opposite side from Toms approach, saw
lim and shouted
My God. men. stop him! Don't let
1im see her YETI
But Tom was too quick for them.
He brushed aside the boy who caught
at him. as though a feather. crying.
Stand back!''
The circle Of men fell away from the
Body and in a moment Tom stood over
t transfxed with horror
Flora lay on the ground with her
clothes torn to shreds and stained with
blood. Her beautiful yellow curls were
matted across her serehead in a dark
ed lump beside a wound where her
skull had been crushed. The stone Law
It her side, the crimson mark of her
1fe blood showing on it's jagged edges.
With that stone the brute had tried
% strike the death blow She was
ylng on the edge of the hill with her
lead up the incline. 1t was too plain.
ne terrible crime that had been com
nitted
The poor father sank beside her BODY
With an inarticulate groan as though
ome one had crushed his head with
IN ak. He seemed dazed for mo-
nent, and. looking around. he shouted
loarsely:
The doctor, boys! The doctor, quick,
COR Gods sake, quick! She's not dead