The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-10-31
CHAPTER xxx.
The Miracle.


81 shall know it." he had thought.
when it comes
And as he drove there came to MIN
the knowledge of his miracle. 1t came,
not with the lazy righteousness or
youth drifting, ignorant and caring not
for wisdom, toward mate. nor yet
with the ecstatic feverish excitement
of the passionate man, but with deep
solemn, all-pervading Joy. Peace fol-
lowed 1.-THE peace of gertrude. Tor
he knew that in the woman who had
sinned he had found the one who mt
| ted into him as a member into It's
body. completed him, with him formed
the perfect unity-of content, Nor he
knew that from its infinite precious
ness neither trial nor failure, disap-
pointment nor misstep could subtract
She must know" he thought. "She
must be made to know-that nothing
else counts-that we are to begin over
again together"
He remembered his mission.
There was a rumble Of thunder. He
glanced overhead and saw the black
ened sky, heard the rushing wind. A
few scattered drops fell. He urged the
horse forward.
He was miles away from the village
and near the foot of a hill that tow
cred we'll above its neighbors. He
smiled as he saw a trace Of an old
road, almost obliterated by weeds. that
led zigzagging up the eminence. 1t
| ho
he remembered, was the clubhouse that
sheltered the unhappy Piotr.
The storm overlook him before he
was halfway up the hill. When he
reached the clearing on the edge of
which stood the shed, he made his
horse fast to a tree, and drenched to
the skin by the pelting rain. entered
the shelter.
At first, in the shadows Of the win
dowless shed, he saw no signs Of Piotr
He stood in the doorway, watching
the storm.
He had been there several minute:
when a queer choking sound came
from behind him. He turned quickly
and as his eyes became used to the
\ darkness, made out the figure crouch
ing half hidden behind a bench In tn,
far corner.
Hello! Is that you, Piotr? Wha
are you doing over there?"
The noise came again.
is something wrong with you?
Truitt. Don't you know me. Piotr!"
Yves Quavered Piotr.
whats the matter-sick?"
I'm a-afraid," came the whimperin
reply. It's the storm"
Mark smiled pityingly. So this poo
nerve-broken creature, who cowere
before a little wind and rain and ligh
ming, was he who had set out to harr
him.
He's in a bad way" he though
There, now" he said, gently, I'm nc
going to hurt you. Piotr."
Piotr was in his corner, half croucl
sr ing, staring fixedly at Mark. His eye
,e made tiny points of light In the dee
or shadow.
~ "D-did you come here to get me? p
"Of course l did. / heard you wei
30 hereabouts and / wasn't going to l,
you stay up here and starve to death
"Wh-what are you g-going to do wi,
i me now?"
For one thing" Mark answere
OK gravely, when this rain lets up L,
n, going to take you back to town ar
st get you in the habit of eating thr,
In square meals day. l think it's
. ginning to let up little now"
ST Who" came Piotr's quaverir
voice, who told you l was here?"
The doctor who found you yeste
ue 1ay-and Kazia."
Dr. "Kazia! She-she Is here?"
ur Yes. She came to get YOU"
GU "She knows?"
US "She guessed-she and the Natl
guessed-you were up to some M
an chief. You frightened the Matka wi
by your wild talk. But we'll discuss tn
later. Come, well make a start DOW
ITO BE CONTINUED