The Cairo bulletin., 1914-04-12

IL feel N, Won hive been Aa;ia.; ne
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I'sssy walked 10 tee w:acow azi
l'lfaea nr,.
--Nhst ssFe. gcs,r plsEs:" Sara in.
ca red, aiIer. 81 irterTal
I shan seek erlr.n. sasns--aad val.
tor you to act.
~fs You mraR?a
J shall pot run away. S2-a. Nor do
intead "a reveal myself 70 the au.
ihoritirs. am not morally guilty o;
crime A Nfar ego feared the con
Sequences az my deed. bat / have
learned much since rhea was a
stranger In new world. In England
wa haya heea led 10 believe that YOU
lrnch wcmen here as rsadil, as yor,
l,nr: mea, | neN know better thsn
that From you alone ! learned ny
greatest lesson, Yon revealed to Mo
the true meaning Of human Kindness.
You shielded me who should not.
Even now ! believe that your first
impulse was a tender one. shall
not forget it. Sara. You will live to
regret the baser thought that came
later on. have loved you-yes. al
most as a good dog loves his master.
1t is rot for me TO tell the story of
that night and all these months to
e.ie ,SoYid. would not be betrayinr
myself. bar you You would be called
ulon Is explain, not |. And you would
BE- the one 20 suffer. When you met
re on the road that night i WIGS on
NY way back 10 the Inn To. give my
self Into custody You lave made IL
Impossible fer me to 60 SO now. My
l.es are scaled. Il rests with you,
Sara"
Sara joined her IN the broad vim
dow. There was strangely exalted
look In her face. A gildad birdcage
hung suspended In the easement. With
ont a word, she threw open the wa
dow screen. The gay little canary in
the giIded cage cooked his head and
watched her with alert eyes. Then
she reached up and gently removed
the cage from its fasteninge. Putting
II down upon the window sill, she
opened the tiny door, The bird no pped
about his prison in a state OF great
excitement
Hetty looked on. fascinated
Ar last a yellow streak shot out
through the open door and an instant
later resolved itself into the bobbing,
fluttering dicky-bird that had lived
in cage all its life without an hour
of freedom. For few seconds &c
circled over the tree tops and then
alighted on one of the branches. One
might well have imagined that he
could hear its tiny heart beating with
terror. Its wings were half-raised and
futtering. its head jerking from side
to side in wild perturbation. Taking
courage, Master Dicky hoped timo-
rously to nearby twig, and then ven
tured fight to a tree top nearer the
window easement Perched in ito top
most branches he cheeped shrilly, as
if there was fear in his little breast.
In silence the two women in the
window watched the agitated move
ments of the bird. The same Thoughts
was in the mind of each, the same
question, the same intense wish, g
A brown thrush sped through the
air, close by the timid canary, Like
flash it dropped to the twigs lower
down, its wings palpitsting in violent
alarm.
'Dicky!" called Sara Wrandall, and
then cheeped between her teeth.
A moment later Dicky was flutterins
about the caves his circles grew
smaller, his winging less rhythmical,
till at last with a nervous little fiutter
he perched on the top of the window
shutter, so near that they might have
reached to him with their hands. He
sat there with his head cooked to one
side.
"Dicky!" called Sara again. This
time she held out her finger. For some
time he regarded it with indifference,
not to say dlsfavor. Then he took one
more flight, but much shorter than the
first, bringing up again at the shutter
top. A second later he hoped down
and his little talons gripped Sara's
finger with an earnestness that left
no room for doubt.
She lowered her hand until 1t was
even with the open door OF the gilded
cage. He shot inside with whir that
suggested scramble. With his wings
folded. he sat on his little trapeze
and cheeped. She closed and fastened
the door, and then turned to Hetty.
my symbol" she said softly.
There we're tears In Hetty's eyes.
Leslie did not turn up at his fathers
place in the High street that night
until Booth was safely out of the way.
lie spent a dismal evening at the boat
| club.
His father and mother were in the
library when he came home at half
past ten. From a dark corner OF the
| garden he had Witnessed Booths early
departure. Vivian had gone down to
| the gate in the iowIying hedge with
her visitor. She came in a moment
after lesie's. entrance.
| Hello. Les, she said, bending an
Iinauir: eye upon him. Isn't this