The Carlisle independent., 1914-07-16


 Sara. l prefer to go."
 This morning l should have held a sword over your head"
 Tt Is very difficult for me to realize all that has happened"
 You are free to depart. You ara free in every sense of the word. Your future rests with yourself, my dear.
 'It hurts me more than I can tell to feel that you have been hating me all these months"
 "It hurts me-now."
 Hetty walked to the window and looked out
 What are your plans?" Sara in- quired, after an interval.
 q shall seek empioyment-and wait for you to act"
 q? You mean?"
 T shall not run away. Sara. Nor do I intend to reveal myself to the au- thorities. 1 am not morally guilty Of crime. A year ago I feared the con sequences of my deed, but l have learned much since then. l was e stranger in a new world. In England we have been led to believe that you lynch women here as readily as you lynch men. I now know better than that From you alone I learned my greatest lesson. You revealed to me the true meaning of human kindness. You shielded me who should not Even now I believe that your first impulse was tender one. I shall not forget 1t, Sara. You will live to regret the baser thought that cams later on. I have loved you-yes. al most as a good deg loves his master. It is not for me to tell the story of that night and all these months to the world. I would not be betrayfng myself, but you. You would be called upon to explain, not I. And you would be the one to suffer When you met me on the road that night I was on my way back to the inn to give my self into custody. You have made 1t impossible for me to do so now. My lips are sealed. It rests with you. Sara"
 Sara joined her in the broad win dow. There was a strangely exalted look in her face. A gilded birdcage hung suspended in the easement. With out word, she threw open the win- dow screen. The gay little canary in the gilded cage cooked his head and watched her with alert eyes. Then she reached up and gently removed the cage from its fastenings. Putting 1t down upon the window sill, she opened the tiny door, The bird hopped about his prison in a state of great excitement
 Hetty looked on, fascinated.
 At last a yellow streak shot out through the open door and an instant later resolved itself into the bobbing. futtering dicky-bird that had lived in cage all it's life without an hour of freedom. For a few seconds tt circled over the tree tops and then alighted on one of the branches. One might we'll have imagined that bo could hear Its tiny heart beating with terror. Its wings were half-raised and fluttering, its head jerking from side to side in wild perturbation Taking courage, Master Dicky hopped timo- | rously to nearby twig, and then ven- tured flight to tree top nearer the window easement. Perched in its top most branches he cheeped shrilly, as if there was fear in his little breast. In silence the two women in tho window watched the agitated move ments of the bird. The same thought was In the mind of each, the same 1 question, the same intense wish.
 
 air, close by the timid canary Like flash it dropped to the twigs lower down, it's wings palpitating in violent alarm.
 "Diekyi" called Sara Wrandall, and then cheeped between her teeth.
 A moment later Dicky was fluttering about the caves; his circles grew smaller, his winging less rhythmicaI. till at last with nervous little futter 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 ono side
 "Dickyl" called Sara again. This time she held out her finger For soms SAAAS HS ASSoAN NOo Ae With luulAcfc1C6s not to say disfavor. Then he took ono more flight, but much shorter than the first. bringing up again at the shutter top. A second later he hopped down and his little talons gripped Sara1 finger with an earnestness that left no room for doubt.
 She lowered her hand until it was even with the open door of the gilded cage. He shot inside with 8 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 were tears in Hetty's eyes.